Handsome CEO And Secret Wife
Part2 - 090

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The question felt so difficult, that Meta felt unable to answer it.

But because of not getting an answer, Rico who was too afraid to hear a rejection finally had to breathe slowly and then say a sentence that was actually very heavy for him to pledge before ending the conversation.

"I promise I won't do anything. I really just want to be around you.."

Huhfhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..

And this is where Rico is, in the apartment room that Meta occupied, with a sense of misbehavior that is clearly visible between them.

It's okay if Meta is nervous about Rico's presence, it's natural considering that Rico even knows exactly that the incident two days ago in the next room was the first thing for Meta. Meta even looks very minimal experience and barely know anything, when Rico took his rights.

As for Rico?

This is not over thought, why is Rico also currently being nervous?

Haihh.not playing silly. Rico even felt as if this was his first experience of being in a room with a woman.

Isn't that crazy the name?

How humiliating..!

"Don't worry, I promised you I wouldn't do anything you didn't want, so I won't deny it.."

Cihh.could-can Rico pretentious to say so to calm Meta who was seen sitting restlessly on the long sofa in the corner of the room, which is the corner of the room, while in his heart even shuddered when he had to really bother controlling the perverted thoughts that thrashed from the beginning.

Rico has been trying to flutter his body under the shower and wash his head filled with wild fantasy, as if to force him to return to see the entire contents behind the navy pajamas belonging to Meta.

Thinking back about it makes Rico a little dizzy so his fingers reflexively press on the right forehead.

"Sir Rico why?" meta's voice sounded breaking the silence.

Actually since then, although secretly Meta also continued to pay attention to Rico's anxiety since coming out of the bathroom door.

"What's the reason?" tanya Rico glanced slightly at Meta.

"That's.." Meta pointed at Rico's finger that was still perched on the right forehead while doing a small twisting and twisting motion there. "sickness ?"

Rico shook his head a little. "Just a little dizzy. Probably due to lack of sleep." slowly move back into the bathroom.

Meta. Just staring at Rico's back that looks missing behind the door. There was a feeling of pity that tickled at the corner of his heart when he clearly remembered the look on Rico's face that was haggard when he arrived earlier. So when the gloomy face of Rico again appeared from the same direction made Meta try to strengthen his heart to dismiss the doubt in his heart.

"His head.wanted to be taken..?" haggling Meta while biting lips.

"You!"

Rico who barely believed his own hearing instantly surged, rushing over to the sofa and laying down his body. His head he put right in the lap Meta who was still stunned to find Rico's response was too swift.

"Egh.." Meta was moved as soon as he realized that Rico's smiling face was already on his thigh.

Rico grabbed Meta's fingers, took him to sniff his hair, even to the point of touching his scalp.

"Wait any minute, let's hurry." he said again in an impatient tone.

Meta who is still in sculpting mode finds surprise after surprise caused by the attitude of Rico so straightforward finally began to move his fingers that have sunk in the thick of the hair that gives off the same shampoo aroma as her hair.

"Have you packed up yet for tomorrow morning?" tanya Rico continued to look at Meta without turning away.

"Already.." replied Meta as he turned his lips toward the medium-sized suitcase that stood gracefully next to the wadrobe.

Meta tries to ignore Rico who keeps looking at him, no matter even though it is clearly visible Meta is careless. While Rico even like enjoying all the clumsy scenery complete with a face filled with tinge.

'It feels like I'd really like to bite off his big, sultry lips..'

Rico is trying to stay in control but still trying to control himself.

"Sir Rico himself is ready yet?" tanya Meta slowly tries to divert the nervousness by continuing to maintain the conversation that Rico has built between them.

"I've already handed over my and Rei's preparatory affairs to bik Sumi. Let tomorrow morning not be bothered anymore.."

"Ohh.."

"It's okay..? this holiday let's just say we're pleasing the big boss' wife." Rico said again.

Meta just silently listened, even though his heart was a little bit flushed.

"Sorry.."

Rico gnawing. "Sorry why?"

"I'm sorry that my presence made Mr. Rico have to make an unwanted trip.." a little face with a face filled with regret.

Seeing that scene Rico took a breath while thinking for a moment. The next second the man had already touched Meta's hair tip slowly. "I'm the one who should apologize.."

"But.."

"I promise, next time I'll make the trip more enjoyable. Especially for both of us.."

Meta was stunned to hear that sentence, his heart pounding and crazing as well.

'Did I not hear wrong? especially for the two of us. does that mean.only me and Mr. Rico? just the two of you? but. that means..'

"After this, after all the problems are solved.."

Rico had removed the tip of Meta's hair that he had toyed with, then hugged both of his arms over his chest. Rico stared fixedly at Meta's face from below where his body collapsed in the lap of the woman who remained silent, but his fingers continued to massage Rico's head.

"You right?" sue Rico for not getting any answers.

"Sir Rico, aren't we going to get divorced after all this? why do we travel together?" lirih Meta who chose the word 'travel together' because his mouth was too embarrassed to say the word 'honeymoon'.

"Do you want us to get divorced?"

"That's what Mr. Rico wants," Meta said as if reminded.

Rico smiled. "So you don't want to?"

"Egh.." Meta wave again, making Rico who initially just smiled now changed to laugh a little. "I. I. whatever. I'll follow Rico's wishes.."

"really?"

Meta nodded simultaneously.

"Surely willing to follow my wishes..?" again Rico smiled meaningfully.

"of course. If that's already Rico's decision then I won't complicate that decision.."

Rico gave a small nod, "Alright. Hearing that I'm very relieved.."

Meta gulped his saliva which felt mute.

But instead of wanting to satisfy the desire to know Meta's, the next second Rico chose to close his eyes calmly, while his smile continued to stick to his lips.

"Finally, I can hear what I want to hear." said softly as if letting an ambiguous impression in his sentence.

Meta who still feels floating with Rico's statement that does not also confirm what kind of man means their current relationship finally can not do anything. Keep quiet with increasingly directional thoughts.

Silence took over everything again, making time stop..

Feeling a gentle massage that constantly spoils his scalp makes Rico more tightly close his eyes, living the touch of Meta fingers that somehow feels so delicious.

Not bad as a painkiller who whack due to her who has already had to hold the promise not to touch Meta tonight.

While Rico seemed to smile even with his eyes closed, Meta continued to notice the look of his face lying comfortably on his lap.

Meta's massage was initially a little energetic, after a while now has changed to just stroking Rico's hair, as if making it easier for the man to pick up drowsiness.

As a result Rico who had closed his eyes now increasingly feel so comfortable, so that between conscious and not suddenly Rico has moved tilted, while hugging Meta's waist just like that, half of Rico's face was set on Meta's flat stomach.

Meta who was surprised to find that sudden movement immediately fainted as soon as he realized now Rico had even turned around, sleeping comfortably in his lap.

The sight roused Meta's deepest heart, making his veins seem to be fed by cold water coming from the mountains. So pure.

Meta continues to caress Rico's dense hair, his eyes can not be seen. make him not realize since when. dreams have been frothing him just like that, with a heart filled with peerless happiness in which is tucked into prayer and despair..

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