My Rich Husband's
The Part 53
“Let me down ...” Diora continued to rebel to be taken down from Davis's sling. He was very embarrassed, because all the eyes in the hotel lobby looked at them. They stared with envious eyes.
“No,” reject Davis still continues to walk quickly through the hotel lobby which covers three quarters of the football field.
“I'll scream if you don't let me down,” threatened Diora.
“Try it,” challenge Davis.
“Please .. please ... please ... I was kidnapped ...,” cried Diora hoping someone would help her.
No one responded to his screams, all just silently watching. Even the hotel employees were all silent and saluted as they passed by.
“Hei security .. please ... I was kidnapped,” Diora pointed when they were on the verge of the exit.
The security that Diora spoke to was silent, giving a smile, and a nod of the head as a sign of respect.
The black Limousine car in front of the entrance was waiting for Diora and Davis to arrive, ready to deliver to their destination.
Davis enters Diora first before entering and orders the driver to get to the airport quickly.
“You're so light, don't you ever eat?” seloroh Davis while giving the mineral water available in the Limousine to Diora.
“You are too strong, not me who is too light,” elak Diora, his hand blocked the mineral bottle sign that he did not want to drink because the bottle was used Davis to drink.
“Minum! You must be thirsty,” force Davis.
It is true that Diora's throat was dry after she shouted and went down the stairs before finally being carried away.
Davis finally forced Diora to drink the mineral water because she did not drink the water she gave her.
“Why do you always force!” beaver Diora, her lips are now pursed.
“Because you didn't comply,” reply Davis.
The easy way to get to Paris Charles de Gaulle Airport. It only took ten minutes, they had now set foot on the marble floor of the airport.
“You want me to carry again or walk alone?” ask Davis.
“I want to ride it.” Diora pointed at the usual trolly to push the suitcase.
Without a word, Davis complied with Diora's request. He pulled the woman's hand up to the trolly and sat there. He pushed the trolly at a quick pace to prank Diora into fearing her.
But Diora even looks happy, she even laughs loosely like riding a game vehicle. This was his first time doing something crazy. Of course he was very happy, because no one saw him strange because the road he passed was a special road for the owners of private jets. Unlike if anyone looked at him, he would be ashamed of himself by his request.
“Huaaa ... yihaa ..” shouted Diora enjoyed the adrenaline trolly of the item.
“Faster still ...,” pinta Diora makes Davis a little chuckle. But still obeyed to speed up his pace, even now he ran.
“Seru once,” chirps Diora. The happy sparkle was clearly depicted on her beautiful face.
Davis smiled at Diora's happy expression with just such a small thing. What a different woman. He's getting stronger wanting to have Diora completely.
Davis allows Diora to enter her jet first.
“Why don't we take a walk in Paris?” diora asked pleasantries after sitting in a very comfortable chair.
“Did you forget? Today we are getting married,” Davis replied staring flatly at Diora as her hand fitted the seat belt.
“So you meant it when you said you would marry me that soon?” Diora rounded her eyes to look at Davis's bead and swallowed her saliva because everything the man before her said was never a joke.
“Of course, why would I lie,” Davis said.
There was a little bit of surprise that felt Diora, whether she did not know what the real motive of the man in front of her was to invite her to marry for a very short time. He just hopes that the wedding is not attended by anyone including Gabby and Danzel who will definitely find him or maybe judge him. But she forgot, if the man who will be her husband is a man who likes to do things as he pleases.