Husband's Regrets: Forgive Me My Wife
Chapter 19 - Fever

CHAPTER 19

Leon unceasingly stomped his body, spurting quickly with a slight roughness, not giving a sensation of hovering above the clouds but rather a sense of pain in the central part of this woman's core. Pamela just closed her eyes as Leon went deeper and never knew how many times.

“Akh Pamela”, erang Leon pulled his beautiful woman's hair. Then smell the sticky neck niche due to sweat from both activities.

“You are so sweet and intoxicating”, whispered Leon in Pamela's ear.

Goosebumps yes that's what Pamela felt, goosebumps in fear. He was sure Leon would return to bring his body in a hot atmosphere.

“Le-leon”, Pamela's watered down power.

Yet the voice was so seductive in the ears of this cruel man. Leon again sip the sweetness of honey on the body of a petite woman who can only resigned under his confinement.

“Master, Leon”, witty Pamela called this always undisputed man's name.

Leon walked down Pamela's face with his fingers, touching the lips of the ranum that made her so opiate since the first time he tasted it.

“You won't be able to wake up until tomorrow, I make sure it's”, whispered Leon and repeated his unification activities.

“Akh Pamela”, erang Leon after getting release. The man collapsed on the bed and immediately turned his back on the woman.

While Pamela was just staring at her husband's muscular back, really she was just a bed-warming woman, just look at Leon not caring about her who so wanted to be loved as a woman.

“She only wants me, only while on top of bed”, Pamela shouts in heart. What was Leon's attitude that forbade him from meeting Dylan as a form of jealousy? Can he have fun if it's true, does Pamela expect Leon to give her heart someday? Of course it is.

Leon got out of bed, put his shorts back on and left his upper body open, not wanting to put on a shirt that had been tangled under the floor. Leon left his weakly drooping wife in bed.

Even Pamela slowly closed her eyes without the power to clean her body first from the sweat that was so pouring.

Leon enters the study room channeling his emotions hitting punching bag, “Dare once you secretly meet the man, Pamela”, hiss Leon on a big, solid object in front of him. He does not like if what belongs to him in touch others, more precisely Leon traumatized his relationship that once ran aground with Megan.

Even though his marriage to Pamela was only by agreement, really Leon did not want Pamela to leave him because of another man, let alone a Dylan Manassero, a name that he so hated, he said, Leon didn't want to lose a second time to that guy.

Leon glanced at the phone on the desk, hitting the number he so memorized right. He called someone to do something. “Do it as soon as possible, do not fail, you understand?”, Leon's words are sharp and cold piercing anyone who hears it.

In front of the workspace, Leon's footsteps seemed to be hesitant to go between his room on the 1st floor and the wife's room on the 2nd floor. But his subconscious led Leon up the stairs. Leon went back into the room which gave him some release, he washed himself out of sweat, and only wore the bathrobe that was available in the room.

“Pamela”, Leon's lips say his woman's name is so soft.

Leon looked at his wife sleeping on the bed. For the first time this man did not be rude to Pamela after the unification, even took off his bathrobe and entered in the same blanket with his wife.

“Sleep soundly”, he whispered. Leon closed his eyes while tightly hugging Pamela from behind. He did not care if his skin was sticky again because of the sweat that stuck from Pamela's body.

In the morning Leon woke up first because the incoming sunlight reflected his light into the room. He saw the contents of this room, the first time Leon slept in the wife's room despite having been married for several months and not infrequently sputtering Pamela in this room but left her until morning, sleeping separately as usual.

He stared at the sad face of Pamela who was still peaceful in sleep, pliable eyelashes, sharp nose, ranum lips and cheeks that always gave orders to Leon's brain to put a kiss on it.

“Pamela don't make me punish you again”, said Leon, he kissed both eyelids are still closed, sobs Pamela last night recorded clearly in his head, switch to kiss the lips rannum tightly closed, soft sip of that chewy thing. Leon opened his eyes wide, then touched his wife's cheeks and forehead, surprised that Pamela had a fever.

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Elsewhere, Dylan, who was sleeping in a dream with Pamela, was forced to open his eyes and receive a call from one of his right hands.

“WHAT? Say it again? Maybe you're wrong”, Dylan shook his head quickly, refusing what his employees had to say.

“How much? Quick say”, snapped Dylan directly down from the top of the bed with a plain body state. “Send the data now, I wait 5 minutes”, the man moves restlessly in the room running back and forth.

Trings

The sound of a smartphone that signals a notification is received, Dylan immediately opened the incoming email and his eyes widened to see a series of numbers in the various reports sent.

“Aarrrggh”

BRACKET

Throwing ornaments displayed nearby, raging extraordinary, clenching hands until nails stuck on the palms. The company he started from the bottom suddenly in one night suffered a big loss because an important investor withdrew all his shares and several clients decided to cooperate with Dylan.

“Sial, who did this to me?”, Dylan entered the bathroom and tidied up his appearance.

Her eyes filled with a flash of anger let alone seeing Megan just falling asleep on her big bed, “Wake you Megan”, pulling and throwing a thick blanket that covered the innocent body of her fiance.

“What's up? Noisy once”, complained Megan still close her eyes tightly.

“Wake up fast. Send me the money in your account !”, Dylan's orders instantly make Megan open her eyes wide.

“What? Where could Dylan be, you're a-it's a”, Megan thinks Dylan's just joking.

“I wait 15 minutes, my company need now”, Dylan's tone of voice is high.

“WHAT? If you need money, you can ask your family. After all just a small company why should it come like this, you better lead the family” company, the words that came out of Megan's lips seemed to wake up Dylan's cruel side. He felt his pride.

“Little company you said?”, look at Dylan sharply, flank Megan's cheeks and smash her rough.

Despite being born into a wealthy family, Dylan had tried to be independent by setting up a company that stood on his own feet. Dylan exits the apartment leaving Megan stricken with sleep by the sound of Dylan's screams.

“Aaargh”

...TBC...

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Can you ask for her support for Pamela and Leon?

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