My Possessive Boss Is My Husband
Episode 72

At party...

Dian who was washing her hands in the wastefel was shocked by the presence of Max who dared to go into the women's toilet.

"Max, are you crazy? Here is the woman's toilet" Diana exclaimed.

"I know.." said Max "I'm here to talk to you, Di" Max said with a face so serious, his gaze so softly staring into Diana's brown irises.

"What do you want to say? Of importance? Indeed it can not be tomorrow just fit in the office" said Diana ketus.

"You're why the hell always ketus with me, Di" said Max sadly.

"How's ketus? Like normal" Diana replied and she was about to pass Max but Max immediately pulled Diana's arm and cornered her to the wall, it managed to make Diana's heart dag dig dug. What's more when Max cages her petite body with Max's arms, her second face so close, Diana can feel Max's warm breath and the scent of mint from Max's mouth, it managed to tear apart Diana's feelings and she felt a different vibe within her.

"I like you, Di.." said Max, who of course made Diana's eyes glare perfectly. Getting an expression not romantic at all like it managed to make the contents of his head blank, but can not Diana concluded Max also managed to make his chest pounding.

Max noticed Diana was clingy, and his gaze fell on Diana's lips that were slightly open, without thinking Max immediately devoured her, it made Diana's head more blank. Diana could only be glued to her spot even as Max licked Diana's sweet-tasting lips.

Despite not getting a reply, Max is quite happy at least he did not get a rejection.

The kiss that was so soft that it was now slowly turned into a demanding and passionate kiss. Even Diana involuntarily groaned as Max bit his sensual lower lip and slipped his tongue into Diana's mouth.

Diana closed her eyes, the desire within her to welcome the sparkling spark that this geeky man was sparking.

Ah, ja. Geeky guy...

Diana reopens her eyes after noticing what is going on, Diana's brain yells at Diana to reject Max, leaving Max behind. But his body's response was inversely proportional to what he was thinking. Max's once innocent, sinless hand has now been stained as it wriggles down Diana's thigh, squeezing her softly and affectionately despite still being stymied by the dress, it also managed to make Diana moan in her kiss. While Max's other hand he tucked behind Diana's head, he pulled Diana's hair slowly and it further inflames the desire in Diana.

Diana held her arms around Max's neck, stuck them to her ten fingers in Max's hair and grabbed him slowly. To vent the beautiful tempest in his soul. Feeling the crave in her hair by Diana's flickering finger, it turned out to give a different spark to Max. She likes the way Diana pulls her hair and she likes the sensation she feels.

Max's hand is no longer sacred without a stain, because now he managed to lift Diana's dress and tuck his hand behind the dress, so that her hot palms came into direct contact with Diana's thigh skin that was so smooth.

Max squeezed her again...

"Oh, Max.." - Diana who also managed to restore Max's consciousness. Suddenly Max immediately withdrew, the two of them clashed with gazes full of arousal that was held back. His second breath hunted fiercely with a chest that seemed to clearly rise and fall.

His second appearance was so messy, Max's hair and Diana's hair were the same as no longer arranged. Diana's dress had lifted the bottom up to the thigh.

Diana was still leaning against the wall, feeling weak after Max robbed her first kiss. Well, Diana's first kiss. So effective, so hot tempestuous.

While Max, it was indeed not his first kiss because Ghiea had kissed him. But her taste was very different to Diana's kiss, Max's blood was like a hot boil, her heart was racing, her heart was pounding, her knees were so limp, her gaze was so dark.

Wh why?

Is it because Max just left her?

After making Diana's appearance like a disgraced person?

....

7 Days ago...

"Honey...." Xavier, who had just finished his bath, was startled by Ghiea's head appearing behind the window. Xavier immediately ran towards the window and opened it.

"Sweetheart.." whispered Xavier, looking back to make sure the door was closed.

"I want to go in." said Ghiea.

"Quick, Ghiea. Oh, my God, how many kilos you have." Alan's voice rattled downstairs. Xavier chuckled and immediately pulled his wife in, while Alan who had been holding Ghiea's weight on his shoulders was now breathing a sigh of relief. He sewn on both of his shoulders which were sick because of the stampede of Ghiea.

After Ghiea managed to ascend, he and Xavier immediately kissed lips without caring for Alan who was still below.

"Hey.." cried Alan who interrupted their kiss and forced Ghiea and Xavier to stop exchanging saliva.

"Rome home." said Xavier half-whispering "Thank you yes, have escorted Ghiea" he said later.

"Enjoy your time at Grandma's house, hearts are discovered" Alan warned.

Ghiea smiled at Alan and waved at him, watching Alan sneak out just as he did when he slipped in. Alan climbed over the wall.

After making sure Alan left safely, Xavier immediately closed his window. Then he and Ghiea go back to eating each other's lips, biting and sucking them.

And right now, they're at Granny Kelly's. More precisely, in the room that had been the room Xavier and Clara.

Xavier led Ghiea to the bed without releasing the link of their lips, Xavier's mischievous hands gnawing at his wife's body. He even held Ghiea's chest and squeezed her, making Ghiea squeal, and Xavier's chance was not wasted. Immediately he plucked his tongue into the mouth of Ghiea, looking for Ghiea's tongue and invited her to dance together. Exchanging salivaries that are increasingly developing tempestuous desires. Now that Ghiea was no longer ashamed of what he was afraid of, Xavier did belong to him and he belonged to Xavier.

Naughtily, Ghiea pushed Xavier until Xavier lay on the bed with his legs dangling to his floor. Ghiea pulled off a towel that was wrapped around Xavier's waist and covered the lower part of his body.

"You miss me?" xavier asked in a hoarse voice, his gaze was already so dark and his center self was already twitching yearning for his house.