My Destiny Love's
29. In the car

Some people seem to complain about their work that is not successful, their boss has for several days continued to scold those whose work is not flawed. How can they get results if there is no clue whatsoever for them

" The boss will completely skin us if he doesn't find a clue about this thief" exclaimed one of Marcel's two men to look for clues about V's thief

" ah! It's exhausting. When will we find out his identity without any clue in us" complained Beni, a friend next to Kevin

" Ben, don't you feel familiar with this silhouette?" kevin asked felt familiar with the silhouette photo of thief V in his hand

" Yes, didn't anyone guess that Miss Silvina, the former boss. But, they all get the wrong accusation. The clarification does not fit" said Beni while leaning on the dashboard of his car and began to close his eyes tired

" Yes you're right, this is not Miss Silvina. But, another woman who was not a stranger. I've even guessed this picture looks like the boss's wife"

" The boss' wife" exclaimed Beni who immediately opened her eyes and quickly snatched a picture in Kevin's hand, to see the silhouette of thief V

" Yes you're right. But, is it possible?"

" That's the problem. I don't dare to just charge, I could have died in the hands of the boss later if it's wrong" Kevin shuddered in horror when imagined charisma Marcel while being angry

" Then forget it. Look for clues that are more likely" said Beni again closed his eyes

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Vika is ready with her appearance wearing a long dress party dress with navy-colored sleeveless. Vika deliberately wears a matching colored dress with the clothes she chose for her husband and the dress she wears also looks simple not too need a lot of attention.

Tonight, according to what Marcel said this morning, they will attend a party invitation from Mr. Helion, one of Marcel's business partners

Marcel came in to pick up the wife and was fixated on the appearance of the wife. Although impressed simple but elegant, his current wife is really another in the eyes of Marcel. Vika approached and pulled her husband's hand out

" Let's go" Vika held her husband's arm to the car, not caring about Marcel who didn't say a word. In the car, Marcel continued to look at Vika who began to feel uncomfortable with the husband's gaze.

" Is something wrong?" her inner asked puzzledly and Vika did not feel anything was wrong in her appearance

" Why look at me like that?" vika asked her faithful husband to look at her

" Who do you want to tempt?" one question sentence came out from her husband's thin lips

" Tired? Tempting what?" vika asked confusedly and a moment later only realized with her clothes. Good Lord! Die him. The dress is a little open and it will definitely look different in her hyper husband's eyes

" Is this the best outfit you've got?" Vika shook her head timidly. Oh no! Don't tell me her husband's relapsing back and will strike her back here in the car.

" Don't I tell you not to dress openly"

" What's the problem is that I dress like this. Mostly everyone must also dress like this and there are even more open than this" protested Vika began not to bear

" Replace your clothes now" Marcel's orders don't want to say much

" Don't want to" Vika remained tight-lipped with her stance, she didn't want to change her dress. What does her husband think is easy changing clothes? Not to mention his hairdo and color choices that match up to his shoes as well. They may be late for the party. Marcel breathed slowly

" What do you want to do?" Vika was brought back nervous. She forgot that her husband should not be provoked by her emotions

" Do I still need to answer" Marcel's hand moved behind the wife's hair and pulled the nape of Vika to bring the lips together

" Marcel, we have to party now" Vika recalled as her husband's face began to descend down her open shoulder

" We can postpone it"

" Can't, later we're late" Vika tries to catch the hand of her husband who starts to venture to various places

" I don't care" Marcel answered, but his focus on his activities made Vika hiss upset by the same answer her husband kept coming up with.

" I don't care" indeed when her husband ever cared, Vika could only curse him inwardly

Marcel tried to tear the dress to the chest but did not want to tear it at all, Vika secretly held back laughter when her husband's second experiment also failed. Her dress material was too strong to tear with her husband's hands

" Why is this so hard"

" It's an expensive dress and you want to tear it up, it's not that easy" said Vika proudly, she won't be stupid for how many times, there were already countless how many of her crazy husbands tore off her clothes and Vika would not let her anymore

" Really?" Marcel raised his eyebrows and smiled intently. He immediately pulled the connecting rope of Vika's clothes and lowered the dress to the waist

" se! Easy is not" Marcel put on his slanted smile at Vika who rounded her eyes with her hyper husband's behavior

" But we have to.uumm" Vika's protest was instantly muffled by Marcel's lip-clots that would not allow him to fail to touch his wife. Not where they are now and neither is the bully dress his wife wears

They are united without any more rejection from Vika and indeed Vika will never win from her super annoying husband. The appearance of the two is very chaotic and the sticky feeling is very uncomfortable, she looked at her husband who was focused on repairing himself after their love in the car

'What is Marcel with that on him?' batin Vika asked curious because she saw her husband who did not know the place and conditions when he wanted to fuck her, lucky Marcel still pay attention to the content so as not to be depressed or downtrodden by his large body

" Why look at me? I'm gonna repeat it one more round"

" You're crazy" Vika hurriedly got out of the car to clean up and fix her already chaotic appearance. Marcel held back a laugh and then also went down following the steps of the wife. Both of them ignored the confused gazes of the servants in charge of cleaning, seeing the appearance of their two masters naturally arising various thoughts in their minds. Both of their masters went out to attend the party but not long after that instead came back with looks like the end of a world war

Vika stepped quickly while looking down in embarrassment as the netra of the servants all turned to her more precisely at the strangeness of her appearance. Behind him the husband walked casually as if without burden, completely unwilling to care about the curious gazes of the servants because just by staring at them sharply, the servants would immediately duck in fear

" Don't gossip too much, just do your job well" he warned and then climbed the stairs following the wife into the room

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