His Purpose
78. Odd Message [18+]

"Lho, we go straight home? Why not wait another day or two? Let Koko get some rest at least when she gets out of the hospital."

Maria stared alternately at Gibran and Nick. Gibran's assistant kept glancing at his superior who now grabbed the wife's hand to get closer. Nick was almost made to choke when he saw Gibran smiling a little while smelling the back of the woman's hand.

Suddenly, I felt like I was watching opera.

"At home also rest, right? It's even more comfortable" Gibran said.

"Yes yes, anyway. But ..."

"We're going home this afternoon. Laura is cleaning up your things at the hotel" Gibran concluded in a subtle voice but did not want to be denied.

"Yes already. But Koko has to promise, Koko won't touch the job after this."

Nick who was about to give the map to Gibran immediately stopped, the reflex he immediately hid the file behind his back.

"okay."

Gibran gestured for Nick to leave the two of them. The man grimaced a little before finally looking down and saying goodbye.

Gibran drew Mary closer, standing before him sitting on the bedside. He looked up at Mary's chin until she looked down at him.

"Happy?"

"Give me your smile, please," Gibran continued, raising an eyebrow, examining Mary's bent face.

"The shop is still pale" said Maria without a smile.

The corner of Gibran's lips lifted thinly, his hand giving a slight squeeze on Mary's waist. "Is yesterday's romance still not enough to prove that I'm healthy?"

Mary screeched with a blushing face, while Gibran lowered his fingers from Mary's chin, tracing the woman's neck to a stop in the chest. Gibran rubbed the back of his hand right at the top of Maria's chest, causing a small groan that instantly provoked the heat.

"Do we have to do it again?" whispered Gibran raspy.

"Nority ..." Maria stopped Gibran's hand from entering her skirt.

Gibran raised an eyebrow, "Why?" He sprinkled a light kiss on the mound of the piece wrapped in the light blue blouse, his finger playing the rope until the ribbon knot on Mary's neck slipped off, making the collar of the shirt sag featuring collarbone that is so sexy and tantalizing.

Mary's skin was clear and fresh, the aroma was intoxicating, the texture was as smooth as silk and as white as marble, making anyone would groan to enjoy its softness.

Gibran's eyes darkened, and Mary knew what the man wanted.

"Koko .. please .. don't start," whined Maria.

"At least not here" he tweeted. He was afraid of being discovered.

Gibran grinned, "Okay. We'll do it on the plane later. But ... Give me a kiss?"

Maria put on a face to cry. Since when did Gibran become this semester. It was hard to believe that a man as my board had such a tempestuous passion. If under normal circumstances, the man could even pound her overnight if only Maria could survive without fainting.

"A kiss ..." Gibran's hand crept inward, gently rubbing Mary's thigh without even letting out a single look.

The elusan slowly rose, touching the gap of Mary's intimacy twitching in response to his touch.

"Nority ..."

"A kiss," Gibran pointedly.

"okay!"

Gibran's triumphant roar, he took his hand out of Mary's skirt, turning to embrace the woman's waist to narrow the distance between them.

The bodies of the two were tight without any gaps. Mary began to lower her face, cupped Gibran's jaw and then placed her lips over him.

At first it was just a light kiss. However, Gibran quickly scooped it up in a warm, wet murmur. His tongue crept down Mary's oral cavity shrewdly. The sudden sound of a sneer made Mary grieve in the heart.

Basic cheater!

The man simply raised an eyebrow in response. Didn't you know Gibran spent tens of minutes wearing makeup?

Gibran wiped the rim of Mary's lips, touching the trail of the damn spit making the center of her body twitch. "Your lips are so delicious that I want to chew and swallow them to the ground."

Maria clasped Gibran's shoulder, asking the man to let go of the hug. But instead of leaving, Maria was stunned when Gibran squeezed her buttocks with a grin.

Jesus, Maria doesn't know Gibran keeps a bad side in her. All this time he knew Gibran was always indifferent to women.

Maria screamed as Gibran dropped himself on the bed. Maria's protest was again shocked by Gibran's next move. The man uncovers Maria's skirt until it rolls in the stomach, then spreads his legs with a single jolt.

"Shop!"

Gibran ignored, he scratched the face between Maria's thighs. His eyes closed inhaling the fragrant aroma of the center of Mary's body which was still covered with cloth.

"So fragrant .." he sisnya.

Maria bit her lip staring fretfully at Gibran. He warned the man to wake up. But it looks like Gibran has lost his sanity because instead of responding to Maria's protests, he kissed the intimate center from the outside.

Mary grinned feeling the warm breath that instantly spread throughout her body. Gibran kissed in the sensitive part while holding Maria's pelting hip.

"You are wet .." he whispered hoarsely as he brushed off the layer of cloth that covered Mary's body.

"Koko .. stop ..." said Maria whining.

Gibran unfolded Mary's intimate crevice and blew it out slowly, leaving Mary to snort with a sigh that suddenly came out unchecked.

"Nhh ..."

Gibran stuck out his tongue touching a pink line so cleanly groomed. Fragrant and tempting until it feels like he floated in a puddle of passionate desire.

Just as he was about to sip through the heavenly gap, the sound of footsteps from outside made Maria aghast until the woman's body pushed her head away.

Gibran growled, intending to regain Mary's legs, if he could tie her to each side of the bed. But the woman managed to avoid his aggression.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Maria grimaced at the flash of anger in Gibran's eyes. It felt like he wanted to hit the head of the husband who somehow had his brain suddenly blunted.

Not having time to answer, Maria ran to the bathroom to justify her messy appearance as a result of Gibran.

He could hear someone opening a door out there, it must be Nick or the doctor who was about to do the last checkup.

"God ... What had just happened ..." Maria screamed softly while squeezing her hair.

"Crazy basic! Bawdy! I'm so scared that I'm alone with Koko."

Maria gasped, still she felt her sticky possession down there. God, he's really horny! Evidently from the peak of his hardened chest behind the bra.

Mary sighed, allowing the collar of the rope around her neck and tying it until it was knotted as before. Not to mention that he clucked, surely his lips were already smashed with lipstick polish everywhere. Know this he was wearing a kissproof only.

Derrhtt ... Derrhtt ...

Maria turned her head towards the sink, frowning to see Gibran's phone lying there. What miss? Why did Gibran have to take his phone to the bathroom?

Slowly he approached, intending to take the flat object and bring it out on Gibran. Who knows it is important considering that the man is a businessman who must be very busy.

However, Maria's body sculpted when she accidentally read a line of sentences in the form of messages that appeared on the lock screen.

Unknown number.

Stop hiding. We already know where you are.

Go home alone, or we'll take you forcibly.

"We? Be hidden? Going home? What's that supposed?" whispered Mary strange.