His Purpose
60. His Claims

Gibran sipped his coffee slowly, his eyes still look cute after making love with Maria. The woman appears to have fallen asleep after her last release, which is unknown to how much. Gibran did not count the number of times he entered Mary, he only stopped when she begged not to be strong.

Seeing the faint Mary, Gibran volunteered to speed up their activities and let the woman sleep exhausted.

His head slightly turned back, Mary seemed to be peacefully covered under the covers. The red rash on his body grew. Gibran did not care, after all Maria can cover it with make up, as she did this morning.

He then got up from his seat on the bedside, kept the cup in his hand on the nightstand, then tightened the kimono strap that wrapped his body before then walking towards the wardrobe room.

Gibran picked up the glasses he remembered left there. Sure enough, it was just perched on top of the watch drawer. He wiped it and blew it for a while before wearing it. Tonight he has a job that requires him to be overtime.

Gibran's eyes were suddenly glued to a box in a drawer, narrowed between the rows of his luxury watch collection. Gibran shook for a moment, slowly sliding the glass over him and then took the light blue box while watching it closely.

Slowly he opened the lid, presenting the sparkle of earrings as well as a scarf in the form of satin scarf with white base color and soft blue flower motif.

The man seemed silent for a long time, before Mary's hoarse voice pulled him from the daydream.

"Nority ..."

Gibran quickly closed the box and put it back in its original place. He came out of the room and immediately found Maria flashing with her drowsy face that was fucking ravishing.

Gibran cleared his throat, "Why wake up?"

Maria nodded weakly. "No idea" he whispered uninspiredly.

"Sleep."

"Where are you going?"

"I have a job."

Maria blinked, "In the study?"

"Hm."

"Then ... can I turn on the light? I can't sleep in the dark by myself."

Gibran did not reply, but without many words he took the remote and pressed a button until the room was immediately lit up.

"Sleep" said Gibran once more.

"Heem ..." Mary's nod was accompanied by a sincere smile. "Thank you."

But then he asked hesitantly, "Seriously allows me to sleep here?"

Instead of what, he was afraid Gibran was uncomfortable and uncomfortable, especially Laura said the man was most unhappy in his room entered by others.

"Just sleep," the man replied briefly before passing out.

Maria squeezed the blanket tightly, covering the mouth that immediately expanded restrained for an unclear reason. Mary herself did not understand why she could be this happy. Moreover, he could feel the sticky lower part of his body after previously being filled by Gibran's property when they made love.

"What am I thinking?" geleng Maria, feeling ashamed of herself.

He lifted the blanket and continued to rest his tired body, forgetting for a moment their hot story and taking it to dreamland.

The next morning Mary found Gibran coming out of the bathroom. A towel coiled around her hips, making Maria immediately hit by the heat until painstakingly swallowed saliva.

"Gosh, just woke up already presented a moving scene," he murmured inwardly.

The man entered the clothing room without the slightest hint of Mary's attention towards him. Until a while later Gibran appeared in full clothes, minus the new tie to be installed.

This caused Maria to reflexively get up and down to Gibran, stopping her busy hand from making a knot. Gibran looked up accompanied by a faint squeak on his forehead.

"This tie does not match the color of your clothes" said Maria.

Silence enveloped both. Maria grimaced awkwardly releasing Gibran's hand. "Let ... I choose?" tanyanya doubt.

Gibran was silent for a moment, before he nodded to allow Mary to do so. Maria smiled widely, she immediately ran into the clothing room. However, Gibran's checks made him stop.

"What's wrong?" Maria flashes.

Instantly awkwardness enveloped Mary. God, why did he forget not to wear clothes?

"A-b ... Aye." Yeah."

Maria turned towards the bed, her eyes circling looking for the clothes she was wearing yesterday, then ran to the bathroom to use them.

Finished the dress matter, Maria immediately looked for a tie for Gibran. The man was sitting on the couch reading a business magazine.

Maria came closer, "Koko, it looks like this fits," he said.

Gibran looked up, then kept his magazine on the table. "Please."

"Yes?"

"Please put it on."

Maria blinked quickly, "A-Ah .. fine."

He scratched his confused neck. How would she put it on if Gibran was still sitting there?

"Koko .. doesn't stand?" ask carefully.

"That's it," Gibran said, leaning his body against the sofa. His head was raised with his eyes closed.

Gibran looks exhausted. I don't know what time the guy slept last night. Oh, sorry if you tell me to stand up.

Finally Mary moved closer, standing right in front of Gibran. His body leaned to lift the collar of the shirt Gibran was wearing and then wrapped the tie there.

While focusing on knotting, Maria flinched when Gibran suddenly grabbed her waist and made her lose her balance until she fell on the man's side.

His legs straddled Gibran awkwardly. What a vulnerable position for both of them. Jesus, Mary wanted to scream, inversely proportional to Gibran who looked calm still with his eyes closed, as if what he did just now was nothing.

"This is easier" Gibran said flatly.

Maria thinks. Yeah, too, anyway. Maria did not need to hold her waist and legs as she had when standing.

He also continued to make a tie knot on Gibran's neck. It didn't take long for Maria to finish, the tie was neatly fitted to complete Gibran's appearance this morning. Maria patted Gibran's shoulder gently with a satisfied smile. Gibran looks handsome and dashing now.

"Done." Mary called out little.

Gibran opened his eyes and immediately their eyes met. Mary gave an awkward lip, preparing to come down from Gibran's lap. But the man's arm was so strong that it wrapped around his waist.

This made Maria confused. On the other hand, this position is also not safe for the heart and the hormone estrogen in his body that can overflow at any time.

"Nority ..." Maria bleeds. Moreover, he was embarrassed to be stared at like that by Gibran.

The man did not say anything, but was able to make Maria distraught, so subconsciously his body moved so nervous.

"Stop moving."

"Oh? Be fine." Maria lowered her head, "Stop staring like that .." her great-grandson later.

Maria remembered she had not washed her face because she was in a hurry afraid Gibran was waiting for her too long.

Gibran grabbed Maria's chin to look up.

"Ko-Koko wants what?" ask Maria. He was afraid that Gibran would kiss him, but he had not yet brushed his teeth. Jeez ... How this ...

"You've forgotten Gabriel?" asked Gibran unexpectedly.

Maria blinked, her lips slightly opening in disbelief.

"Whatever you feel, you're mine. Remember that."

Gibran's voice sounded sharp and menacing, until for a moment Maria goosebumps him.