The Love Blanket Mr. President
Angel

"Dad, why, the hell, aren't you as romantic as you used to be? What's wrong with me? My face was injected with salmon DNA, so I looked young, my chest and back, I added silicone! What else is lacking, Dad? Look at me and put that stupid tablet down!" a woman dressed in tight red who clearly showed her guitar-like curves. He took the tablet with the symbol of the apple that was bitten in half and just threw it into the long sofa in their room.

The woman's body was solid and perfect. Hanging curls with dangling bangs, and a face that is difficult to match her beauty makes the adam, will not be able to take their eyes off the woman.

There was only one man who never looked at her, Dante Morgan. A successful president director of a leading company across the country. His life, filled with wealth and luxury, did not make Dante feel happy.

The man never seemed to think his wife was nearby. Whatever his wife does, he won't bother. No matter how much money her life partner asks for, she will always give it away. Sometimes, he even exceeded his nominal amount.

Not without reason Dante did that, two years ago, he said, Dante, who has just returned from overseas duty, finds his wife wrestling with a man in their usual bed.

Dante, who trusted his wife so much, could not understand why the wife would do so and betrayed him. Dante never forgot how his wife moans, sighs, and movements for the man.

The next day, unbeknownst to his wife, Dante dismantles the room and makes it a waiter's room and moves the private room upstairs. He also asked for a connecting room. His wife will be different room with him. Whenever his wife asked, Dante just said he was bored with the old design.

From then on, Dante never cared what his wife did. Like this morning, the wife asked Dante to watch her and he just sat on Dante's lap.

"Dad! Lookatme! You haven't touched me in a long time like this, Dad! What's wrong with me?" ask Dante's wife while playing her beautiful fingers along her husband's neck.

Dante caught his wife's hand violently. "Ev, stop! I don't like it!"

The woman named Evelyn also moved from Dante's lap with an annoyed face. "Two years, Dad! Two years you haven't bullied me! You didn't even ask me to speak or just call my name! After two years, you finally called me again! What's going on with you, Dad? Do you have another woman? You got a stash? That's so!"

Hearing a series of questions from his wife, Dante's anger was mounting. "Who has someone? You or me? Think why I changed? Open your memory and remember what you did? I moved our room and you took my excuses for two years! Don't you ever think what's wrong with that?"

"Where do I know what's wrong, Dad! You just tell me what's wrong, I'll apologize to you!" said Evelyn no less hot.

Dante grunting. "Huh! It's so easy to say sorry out of your mouth! Fine, I'll tell you! I never called your name because someone else called you Ev so affectionately and that person made love to you in our bed! In our room! The bed we used to do everything and you used that bed to fuck another man! Goddamnit!"

"What money did I give you less, until you had to fuck him in our bed, Ev?" ask Dante again. Lost the patience he had been enduring all this time. "Since then, my love for you has been lost, Ev! All that's left is disgust and disgust every time I see you!"

Evelyn fell silent, trying to remember who her husband meant. The woman gasped, as she finally found out who the man was. "Dad, that, ...."

"Don't call me that again! This is the last time I say your name!" hatch Dante while pointing his index finger at Evelyn's face.

The man, who was still in the rage, took his outer and walked out of the house by slamming the door, without waiting for an explanation from Evelyn about the incident two years ago.

The car that Dante drives continues to run in no direction. He cursed himself because as it turned out, he still loved Evelyn wholeheartedly and jealousy still lingered on her to this day.

It was still day, Dante was getting confused about where to vent his anger. So he also steered his luxury vehicle out of town and did not forget, he turned off his phone. Today, he did not want to be bothered by anything and anyone.

Dante and Evelyn have been married for 5 years and have not had a child until they decide whether to have children or not.

Evelyn's activities, which are often preoccupied with her social club, make the woman reluctant to be burdened and restrained by the presence of a child. Similarly, Dante, his job sometimes takes up his time so he is not sure if he can be a good father and is always present for his son later.

Without feeling, Dante arrived in a small town that was quite crowded. The sound of car horns, motorcycles, bicycles, and other modes of transportation as if racing to win champion one as a loud voice on the streets.

Dante drove his car slowly, until he reached a narrow and crowded alley. He decided to pull over his vehicle and continue on foot.

He saw a lot of kids running around and playing. One of the little girls hit him and fell. The little girl was crying. Dante nodded and rubbed the little girl's wounds. "Hey, why are you crying? You should be the one apologizing to me, right, Little Girl? Let me see your wound,"

Dante carried the boy and sat him on a cart. "It's just a blister and it'll heal. I don't know how to treat it other than taking you to the hospital. But, I'll try this way. Usually this works, at least that's what I saw in the sad drama on tv,"

Then Dante blew the wounds on the girl's palms and kissed her. "Hows it? Is it healed?"

The little girl looked timid and nodded. However, suddenly the little girl's hand was pulled away by a very beautiful young woman. Dante noticed the young woman who was now sticking plaster to the palm of the little girl's hand, her face was completely still natural, not yet exposed to this injection it was like Evelyn.

"Well, now that you're cured, you naughty boy! Play again, but watch your way!" his voice was cheerful and soothing.

Dante continued to watch the beautiful woman who stood looking at him.

"Hey, are you lost, sir?" ask the woman.

"Ah, ti-, no! A- I, ... All right, yeah, I'm lost. If you can find out where I am?" ask Dante.

The woman pointed at the road board. "It looks like you're from a big city, you can go out and walk through the market and after that, you can come back. Easy, no? Well, good luck!"

The woman gawked away and let her long black hair twitch to and fro Dante enjoyed. Dante was completely unblinkingly made, he was like being bewitched by the young lady's beauty.

Someone patted Dante's arm and surprised him. "What the fuck are you!"

"Angels. That's the name of the beautiful woman" said the thick-bodied man who patted Dante's arm earlier.

Dante looked at the man, and his net was looking for the beautiful girl named Angel. Dante's face looks disappointed when Angel is no longer seen.

"Where's the house?" ask Dante.

The big guy smirked. "He lives with Madam Sienna, sir. You have to wait in line to meet him. The payment is expensive, too,"

Dante frowned. "baby? Why pay to meet him?"

"You're really lost apparently. Angel was a paid woman, sir," said the stocky man chuckling and he continued on his way.

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