My Husband is Not the Father of My Son
Routines

Keisha reads Reagan's routine file. He had to prepare breakfast, lunch and dinner if Reagan was still working in the office. Ah this is not as complicated as Reinata, even Keisha used to prepare pads and various outer and inner clothes that Reinata would wear.

Luisa entered the room, handing over some files to Keisha. “Because now you are Reagan's assistant, you set everything up.” Luisa felt a heavy burden one week back now just crashing.

Keisha accepted it and studied its contents. He looked at Reagan's schedule today which Luisa had arranged. This afternoon Reagan will meet with colleagues at a hotel to discuss designing a new product ad that will be aired for next month.

Keisha presses the number one phone button directly connected to Reagan. “Good morning sir, this afternoon there is a schedule to meet colleagues. Do you want me to prepare lunch early before leaving?”

Keisha waits for Reagan's answer but the man turns off his phone.

Keisha hung up the phone. He did not understand the mindset of the man.

Luisa saw the confused Keisha finally chose to tell. “If Reagan hangs up without answering it means no,” Luisa said.

Keisha looked towards Luisa. “Thank you.”

“What a hard thing it is to say no,” Inner Keisha. He must begin to understand the character and nature of Reagan.

Half an hour before the appointment Keisha approached Reagan's room and knocked on him. The door automatically opens.

Keisha comes in and finds Reagan still busy with his files. “It's time to prepare Mr.” said Keisha.

Keisha takes Reagan's blazer and approaches him.

Reagan got up from his seat and accepted Keisha's help to put on his blazer.

Keisha scrutinized Reagan's appearance, the man's tie looking loose. Although hesitant but this is Keisha's job, he is unlikely to let his boss appear messy when meeting colleagues. “Sorry sir, let me help fix the tie.”

Keisha's body advanced closer to Reagan's body, his hands outstretched tidying Reagan's tie. From where she stood Keisha could smell the perfume Reagan was wearing, the same scent that Reagan had taken to her purity.

When finished with the tie. Keisha stepped back. “Mari sir.”

Reagan stepped forward. Keisha was quite deft the woman opened the door for Reagan to pass by. Keisha was the first woman to become his personal assistant. He has been wearing only male assistants.

Arriving at the basement Reagan gave Keisha his car keys. Keisha. He opened the car door for Reagan to sit in the back. Keisha gets into the steering chair.

Keisha drove Reagan's car carefully. He did not want to destroy Reigan's expensive car and had to compensate. He had no money and could not ask Areliano for help.

During the journey to the meeting place all went smoothly and on time. “You wait here only,” command Reagan.

Keisha nodded and chose to wait in the car. There is nothing Keisha can do but admire the luxurious interior of Reagan's car. Reagan loved black.

Half an hour passed and Reagan was not finished. Keisha, who was bored, got out of the car. From a distance he saw Reagan walking towards him.

“That's close,” replied Reagan.

Keisha started driving his car out of the basement to a restaurant not far away. Passing through a busy day trip, Keisha parked her car at a restaurant. He went out and opened the door for Reagan. They went in and chose a private room.

Keisha was about to go for a meal in an open area but Reagan's call made him stop his steps. “Eat together only.”

Keisha nodded and sat awkwardly before Reagan. They ordered food and enjoyed their lunch.

Keisha's phone suddenly rang. He saw who called him. Looking at Reagan for permission, Reagan gave a small nod. Keisha received a call from Bert. [Miss has lunch? Do I need to order food?]

“No need, I'm having lunch,” Keisha replied.

Although Reagan was visibly focused on that, the man's ears clearly listened to Keisha's words. It seemed that Areliano had indeed completely changed, even during this time he had never noticed the things around him. But look he called his wife just to ask if she had lunch or not. There was a slightly turbulent feeling, when she got Keisha's chastity but the woman before her now holds the status as the successor wife of BA Group.

[Well then, enjoy your lunch.]

Keisha hung up and put her phone back in her pocket. He continued his food.

***

That afternoon Keisha's job was done. He cleaned his desk to go home. But the phone on his desk rang. “There can I help sir?”

[Take me home.]

Has not been able to answer his phone connection has been broken unilaterally by Reagan. Keisha stared at the circular watch on his wrist. Looks like he won't have time to prepare dinner for Areliano.

“Luisa I came home first yes,” said to Keisha. Luisa smiled and nodded.

Keisha was about to approach Reagan's room but the man was already in front of his room walking towards the elevator.

Keisha ran a little and equalized his pace with Reagan. They got into the elevator and got off in the basement of the office. It seems like Keisha's usual task is to open and close the car door. He sat down and started his car. From the central rearview Keisha saw Reagan sitting in the back with his back resting and eyes closed. “So she's exhausted,” Inner Keisha. He started driving to Reagan's house.

While driving Keisha only focus on the road map. Because he did not memorize correctly the location of his superior house. The streets were quite crowded this afternoon, Keisha took forty minutes to reach Reagan's house.

The gatekeeper opened the door for the car to enter. Keisha parked the car. He glanced at the rearview center, Reagan was still in the position as before. “Master we have arrived,” said Keisha.

Keisha looked back as if Reagan had not heard his words. Keisha gets out of the car, he opens Reagan's door. Even his boss was like he was not bothered by the sounds around.

Keisha leaned in, Reagan's face looked very calm. Keisha's hand patted Reagan's cheek. “Master we have arrived,” said Keisha repeating his sentence.

Reagan opened his eyes when he got a pat on his cheek. His gaze met Keisha's bead. Reagan still remembered very well the face of pain and tears now looked flat before his face. Reagan could not deny his wish, he wanted to feel Keisha's body again. The woman's body felt very different, and Reagan was very satisfied even though he was struggling alone to get to the top. Reagan soon regained his senses. “Soaring!”