My Husband And My Alpha
13. PEACEFUL DAYS
Two weeks later, Jasper invites Clara to go to the beach, following the woman's request. Busyness
Jasper on his business that began to expand widely made him only have a little free time. It makes Clara bored, especially she is not allowed to go outside the house because the man forbids it.
This morning, Clara was preparing her luggage. Jasper who walked into the room smiled at how radiant his wife's face looked, prettier than a few days ago. He approached the woman, then wrapped both arms around Clara's waist for a moment.
Clara almost flinched, but she did not throw a punch when she realized that her hugger was Jasper himself. The woman turned and cupped her husband's cheek for a moment. “What's up, Honey?” ask her with a charming tone.
Jasper landed a sweet touch on Clara. There is a sense of joy and happiness there considering they have never been this happy and peaceful after the loss of a baby and the kidnapping happened.
“Stop, not now,” whispered Clara as she removed their tongue hooks.
Jasper whining. “I want one time,” said. “It's still very early in the morning. Beach clerk hasn't opened the gate yet,” whining. “We can do it here for heating.”
Clara mutters. “Indeed, how many days do we want there?” tanyanya.
Jasper fell silent and sighed. “We will stay in my private villa there. When you wake up, you will immediately see the waves of the beach in the morning, dear. It is very good to improve your mood and energy.”
“And your energy too,” continued Clara, struck by a nod by Jasper.
“One week,” said the blue-eyed man. “Or one month? As you please. I've done all my work and we can have fun there.”
Clara smiled broadly. He framed Jasper's jaw with both hands and gripped the man's lips in great dismay. “Thank you,” said.
Jasper doesn't chim. He returned to his wife's sweet treatment. One hand held the body
Clara and bring her in unlimited pleasures. The blue-eyed man threw Clara into the bed, not caring if their belongings were still scattered because Clara had not finished packing them into the suitcase.
“Jasper ...” Clara groaned softly, making Jasper quickly insert one hand into the oversize shirt she was wearing. “Honey, slow down ...”
The woman squirmed. One of his legs lifted up and hooked him around Jasper's waist instantly, making
the man felt the warmth running down there. Jasper stopped and turned to the place where the woman could satisfy her lust. Jemari Jasper played smartly down there like he was digging a well. Clara groaned very favourably. Her hands clutched her husband's hair and made Jasper go crazy.
Jasper peeked at his wife's cheek for a moment. “Call my name, Clara,” his hisses right next to Clara's ears to make the woman's chest rustle violently.
“Jasper ...”
Shit, Clara's call for her makes Jasper's passion tempestuous.
“Jasper ... slow down ...”
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An explosion was created when transparent lightning flashed and crashed into a tree trunk in the backyard
the Eden mansion. A man appears to have lowered one hand. He sighed.
“Your progress is really fast, Bran,” said a woman who was sitting in one of the chairs. He sipped a cup of warm tea on the table for a moment.
Brandon turned. His red eyes looked shiny. A thin niche was engraved at the corner of his lips. His athletic body made anyone tempted by him. Let alone others, Annelise was enamored of the man who is now fully into the Black Witcher.
“Where is Eden?” tanyakanya.
Anne sighed. “He has business needs,” he replied.
Brandon frowning. “Indeed, there is such in this world?”
Of course, that question made the white-haired woman laugh. “Iya, Bran. This world and your world make no difference,” he said. “We also run businesses, meet friends, to cafes and holidays together. Everything is the same.”
Brandon's stunned. His mind turned to the figure of his wife who might have returned to the arms of the husband
That werewolf. If indeed the world of humans and the world of Immortal was no different, then why would Clara prefer to live here rather than in her own world?
“Bran?”
The man slightly snapped and shook his head.
“You all right?” ask Anne.
Brandon nodded, then massaged his forehead. “I just ... thought of Clara,”.
Anne leaned back her body and let out a long sigh. “Do you not want to look for it again?” tanyakanya.
“I have to find where? Back to that rotten house?” Brandon rolled his eyes puffed. “I haven't
die, Anne.”
The woman chuckled. “Let me tell you,” he said, then looked at Brandon until both of their eyes met.
“Beach,” he continued. “They are holidays to the beach.”
Brandon's forehead is contorted. “What do you mean?”
“Some time ago I was assigned Eden to spy on them and got word if the two would
vacation to the beach,” replied Anne. “Maybe, they're there right now. I know where Jasper's private villa is and maybe you can go there visit them.”
Brandon fell silent. His view changed. How not? He was desperately here because he wanted to bring
Clara returns, but his wife is having fun with another man. His mind is stirring in there.
“Bran?”
The man looked. Appears a face that cannot be defined.
“OK, let me accompany you there,” said the woman later, then stood up from the chair. “You can negotiate with Clara and take her home smoothly if you want. Come!”
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