My Last Wedding Chance
Chapter 67 No Matter What

Art Gallery, Manhattan

At 11.26 pm

“how ?” tanya Anita stood her back to a man in a neat all-black uniform in her study.

There was no one other than the two of them, even outside the hall the party was still going on. Anita deliberately left her show for a moment to speak four eyes with someone.

The man cast a serious look, his stature was thin, his eyes were sunken, his face was thin, his skin was bronze-colored, he looked at Anita's back sharply.

“Mr Liam took the woman to his Penthouse, in very tight guard” the hoarse voice of the man who was Anita's man to spy on her Son and Harumi.

Anita immediately turned around “He took the woman to his Penthouse ? with strict care. What the fuck. That's so important to that woman!!”

The two Eyes of the middle-aged Woman turned big and smouldering, an unstoppable growl rumbling in her chest.

“You keep an eye on it, don't let go in the least. Always report every move. Wait for my next command.” He clenched his two hands firmly holding his emotions even more heightened.

Anita stepped into an iron safe next to the bookshelf, turned the vault cipher and opened it.

Take one stick of shiny pure Gold and put it straightforwardly on his workbench “ini additional results of your work, I will give you more if you can carry out one other task later.”

“Good Nyonya” replied he lowered his gaze to pay respect and then took the 24-carat gold bullion. His eyes turned shiny looking at the golden sparkling bar in his grasp at that moment. He grinned thinly and turned to look at Anita's face.

“You can go” Anita says cast Arogant's gaze.

The mysterious man turned around after receiving his orders, he walked slowly up his chin and one of his hands placed the golden rod behind his black suit.

After the man closed the door again, leaving Anita who was still standing still then one corner of her lips lifted “I'll let you two have some fun for a while, after that we'll see how long the fun will last. I will not let the reputation of a family that has been perfectly awakened will be destroyed by a cheap woman. So did what I did to you Roseanne, Haaah, until you disappeared by yourself.” Mumbled.

***

Liam intends to knock on the door of his private room which now has Harumi in it to change his clothes with some clothes that have been brought Liam's messenger 30 minutes ago.

From the Balcony very romantic nuances earlier, Harumi asked for time to change clothes shortly after bodyguard Liam rang the bell to disperse the calm atmosphere of the two of them and brought some women's clothes in so many shopping bags of various sizes and the brand that Secretary Will ordered some time ago.

When Liam was about to knock on the door of the room, he found the door slightly open. After pushing the door, he slipped into the room.

Maybe he should have knocked, but stupid. This is his home. And the woman had felt like she had left her alone for a long time downstairs. Liam is not a person of patience when it comes to waiting.

Liam's gaze was immediately fixed on his bed, and the bed was empty.

The shopping bags that were brought were piled on the floor leaning onto the nightstand. Her private room had always changed its aroma after Harumi entered it, Yeah a typical fragrance like Harumi a blend of Lilac, Jasmine and Vanilla. Then Liam's eyes moved to the bathroom door.

A bit of light bias out of the bathroom door, it turns out that the door is also somewhat open. Liam's chest was somewhat turbulent between his desire to shift that door or undo his intentions. He did not want to look like a perverted criminal who entered secretly.

He was silent, while something jolted inside his chest and his abdominal muscles tightened. His adrenaline throbbed as a scene as beautiful as heaven was plastered freely caught in both eyes.

Harumi was in the bathtub, her head leaned against the rolled-up towel and she fell asleep peacefully. Her face looked calm, innocent, there was nothing covering her pretty face. The jolt inside Liam's chest felt stronger this time, pulling him to move closer.

Harumi's hair sagged around her head, but without anything holding her in place, some of her strands hung down, past her shoulders and all the way to the water.

The scent of bath soap dominates the bathroom, which explains the frothy white bubbles hiding Harumi's body except for her soft daw* and gracefully bent knees.

Sia**n, it was the sexiest sight she had ever seen. Although Liam has seen many times sexy things in his life, but this is really charming. Maybe because of the white foam floating on top of Harumi's skin or how the tiny lips blushed the pink of the woman.

It could be because of the innocence of all this, how Harumi fell asleep without knowing Liam was there, observing him.

Or maybe just because it was Harumi.

Harumi's body inched a little, the woman released******* a gentle full of satisfaction that made Liam's blood boil.

For God's sake, Liam felt like he had completely lost control just by looking at it. But the man ... in him is struggling against desire, sens**l desire that dominates it and is turbulent is very burning.

He did not want to wake up the comfort Harumi was experiencing right now, his feet stepping back slowly. Because he wanted to respect his woman's privacy for a while, of course it was only while he could hold her back, because if this happened again he wouldn't hold back.

Liam chose the right step as well as torture for him, if he followed the desire it is certain that now they are both bathed in white foam with activities full of the highest level of enjoyment in their relationship.

Inside her head, there was only a shadow of Harumi's beautiful body, perfect with her sweet curves and imagining the white pah* encircling her hips.

Yeah, Harumi's been destroying Liam's entire senses unknowingly.

Now, Liam is sitting at the dinner table with a drink in his hand and a gray shirt open around his neck. Even in a casual dress, the man looks very handsome let alone his brown hair that is left in a mess.

From behind the edge of the glass that was being gulped down Liam, he saw Harumi down the stairs slowly already wearing a bedclothes made of very fragile satin, the same color as Liam's shirt. Short pants lace, one rope top with thin lace on its front, Long black hair in the roll to the back is messy with a few strands left stuck out on its cheeks with its shoulders open.

The white man without the woman's cleft was exposed freely. His smooth legs seemed to be walking leisurely stepping closer to Liam. Harumi's face was very seductive and charming.

The man momentarily fell silent, putting down his drink. His breath hunted, his chest seemed to want to explode and his blood feather started to boil, it was enough he held back when the heavenly scenery in the bathroom had filled his head, and now Harumi started again…starting to pump that desire back in when Liam had started to calm down.

Enough is enough, he wants to do it tonight too. There is no more holding back or slowly. Liam will do it all-out with the woman tonight too, spending all the yearning and paying dearly for their separation distance first. Although Liam had to bring this relationship to the end of the precipice though.

He just wants Harumi, to be one.

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