The Berondong Boss Reserve
Invitation Letter

For now, Latina was quite on what had befallen Nelis. How does it feel to be kicked out by a loved one? Latina felt the same way, even more than that.

"I miss you." Jason hugged his wife from behind.

"You can hug me as much as you can, honey. But this, just a hug you can get." Latina reminded me again.

"I knew. Soon, you'll be free and we can be together."

Latina nodded. That's absolutely true. They'll be free any minute. Just counting the days, then it will all be over.

Unfortunately this togetherness was only for a short while because Dean called. Jason gave his wife to the man. He was tortured, but this was a punishment.

"I have to go in." After all, Latina still felt bad for Jason. A wife asked her husband for permission to serve another man.

"Do you want me to take you inside?" Jason did drive Latina to Dean's apartment.

Latina shakes. "I can't bear it when you drive. Let me be alone."

"If I had the slightest strength, I would take you away."

Hearing the husband's words, Latina smiled. "Don't talk about this anymore. I'll be sad."

"I'm sorry."

To ease her husband's slight disappointment, Latina gave one kiss on the cheek. He also hugs Jason as a sign that he is the only man in his heart, and Jason believes that.

"I'll be home early in the morning. We can have breakfast together tomorrow." Latina said that while opening the car door, then exited.

Jason nodded. "I'll wait."

Hand-holding as farewell. Latina had just entered the apartment building after Jason was no longer visible from her sight.

Dean was in the apartment. Not like the guy usually comes home early. Does Dean want to have dinner with him? Though Latina is very lazy to cook because of her current condition.

"Come here." Dean patted the seat next to him.

"Something serious." Latina's gaze turned to an invitation letter at the table. Oh, he knows what's going on. Latina sat down next to Dean. "Is this a wedding or engagement card?"

"Official engagement. A few months after that, I'll get married."

"Well! Congratulationsyou. Is this an invitation for me?" Latina grabbed the pink invitation. He opened it, then read the name there. On behalf of Dean and Berlin. They are a really good couple. Both come from the high.

"Are you not sad?" Dean stared fixedly at this stash of his.

"Do I have to be sad?" Latina was confused. Should he be sad? What reason?

"I want a fiancee."

"Yes, just fiancee. You don't want to be engaged to Berlin? You love her, don't you?"

"There's no love in my life." Dean took a deep breath. Actually, he didn't want to get married. He was young, and not content to have fun. Marriage is just a tool that holds it back.

"So, you don't love Berlin? If you don't love, you can't follow all her wishes. You love her, that's because Berlin is still with you today."

"It's all because of my parents. You know what a conglomerate wedding is."

What Dean said was right. In fact, Latina felt that. Their case was the same at first. The arranged marriage.

"Dean, love Berlin. Don't let him be the same fate as me."

"I like you better." Dean grabbed Latina's chin, then kissed her lips. "You should come later. I want to keep seeing you by my side."

The kiss continued until Dean and Latina both took off their clothes. The two drifted away in a cradle of hot desire and ended up in sweat and hugs.

TB