The Love of the Racer
Help You Change Dresses

In the living room of a Jeaven apartment is seen waiting for Jesslyn to come out of her room. This time he will bring his beloved woman to attend the dinner invitation with the company president who sponsored him.

At first it was quite difficult to persuade Jesslyn to come along. The woman continued to refuse with a determined attitude that refused to recede. Frowny face, pursed lips, murmuring sounds so continued to drag on.

It's just not worth it.

Be patient, Jeaven. This is a tough test for you.

However, after Jeaven informed her that they were going to dinner with a leader from a leading fashion company in Switzerland Jesslyn immediately changed course. The woman pulled back all the rejections thrown out. He even seemed excited to receive the invitation.

For Jesslyn, this was a golden opportunity for her to spread her wings in the fashion business world. It is by expanding the network of relations with important people.

In fact, as the only daughter of the Willson family, which has the largest fashion business empire in Europe, she does not have to work hard to achieve her success. Like the word just snap the finger everything you want is available in plain sight.

But she was Jesslyn who always wanted to stand on her own footstool. Even while still working in the family company he chose to serve as a devised staff. And not crave high positions.

Jeaven watched Jesslyn who was walking towards him. A pair of sharp eyes were invited to scan the appearance of the beautiful creature in front of him carefully. Assess the dress of the woman with a feeling of dislike.

"Don't wear that dress. It doesn't suit you." Jeaven commented without further ado.

"Are your eyes short-sighted? This dress is so beautiful on my body." Jesslyn protested with a grit. Even the wry look was clearly sculpted behind her makeup. "I don't want to change." He refused and did not care if Jeaven again commented.

Monica who happened to pass by them seemed to shake her head. "Start again the war. Throw grenades at each other for totality. The feeling of when your scene is," heck without stopping the footsteps to the room.

The moment Monica's ad-like existence pauses the conversation between Jeaven and Jesslyn. A second later the baritone voice came back and pulled back the atmosphere.

"Your dress is too open, Jesslyn." Jeaven glanced at the two smooth shoulders Jesslyn was on display.

Long dress midi kemben worn Jesslyn does look very suitable on her body. However, for the Jeaven the scenery in front of him was too beautiful if it had to be exhibited. In other words, only he can see it.

"I don't care."

"Jess, obey."

"It takes a lot of energy for me to just change clothes. Tired and troublesome."

"I'll help you."

"Hey, what do you want?!" Jesslyn screeched slightly as Jeaven pulled her towards the room.

"Build you change clothes."

Inside the room Jeaven tried to grab a zipper on Jesslyn's dress but immediately got a rough pat.

"Yeah! Hands down! Don't be so rude!" Jesslyn walked backwards while crossing both hands in front. "Are you crazy?!" Sent because of emotion.

"Quick change your dress, Jesslyn. Remember you're pregnant too."

"Don't expect me to follow all of your words." Apparently the woman still wanted to rebel. Although his guts a little smaller because of the gaze of Jeaven who can not be separated from him.

Afraid that the man acted wildly following his maleness. But despite that, he was still stubborn.

Jeez ....

"We can be late if you continue to defy." Still trying to be patient, Jeaven said softly but also firmly. His eyes were shady but very intimidating.

"I'm waiting for you in the car" Jesslyn said.

"Stop there if you don't want to regret it" Jeaven told Jesslyn, who intended to leave the room.

"I'm not afraid." He was undaunted and had no intention of stopping his footsteps.

"Alright if that's what you want." Jeaven took a wide step with her hand pulling Jesslyn's small body.

"Yeah! Release!" The woman instantly thrashed. From behind he could feel the warm aura from the body of Jeaven stuck to his back.

"You're quite quiet and enjoy it" whispered Jeaven like a sensual hiss.

"Ahk! What the hell are you doing?! Nah! You can't do that!" Jesslyn became hysterical as Jeaven brought her lips to play on her shoulders and neck. "Ahk! Jeav, I beg you not to do that." His rebound begins to weaken in the possessive grip of the man. Even a glance sounded restrained sigh.

Jeaven managed to create a hot sensation in each of his mischievous bites. The beautiful creature that was still locked in his arms began to bristle.

Damnit damnit! My body reacted! God, I don't want to repeat the mistake again.

Jesslyn's little heart continued to resist but her body accepted without hesitation. The woman was at war with her feelings colliding with each other.

So sweet. I like everything that's on him. Nah! But I have to stop before it gets out of control.

As with Jeaslyn, Jeaven also felt her body stiffen. However, he had to be strong to withstand the crashing desires.

Jeaven immediately stopped his action before he was hit by a bomb that he threw himself. His initial intention was to teach Jesslyn a lesson in order to understand. That's all, nothing else.

Led by Jesslyn's limp body in front of the dresser mirror and then whispered back. "Do you still not want to change your mind?" He carried his fingers pointing one by one red marks on Jesslyn's shoulders and neck because of the results of his actions.

Jesslyn's pair of pretty eyes instantly broke into a pattern. Between anger and anger that is what is felt. It turns out that when he was lulled by the delicious touch of Jeaven actually intensified his ulterior intentions.

"You're crazy, Jeav!" Jessyln repeatedly punched Jeaven in the chest. However, his weak punch did not make the gallant body move in the slightest.

"That's because you challenged me."

Jesslyn was getting angry. "I'm not challenging you." He mengueyel.

"Rapidly change your clothes."

"Ck! All right, I'm gonna change my clothes to a clown costume so you're embarrassed."

"May also."

Jesslyn was again astonished by Jeaven's relaxed response that deviated far from her expectations.

"Armgh! Just be right. Ancient basics, cupu, do not understand fashion style! Oh my God .. don't have another man like him on the other side of the world. Really sucks!" Jesslyn continued to grumble in annoyance between her steps towards the walk in closet.

"You heard me, Mr. Jeaven is a bitch! I'll wear a clown costume, a tomato nose, and rainbow hair to let your face smear! Catch that!" Inside the walk in closet Jesslyn still had time to curse.

Jesslyn's absurd attitude made the cold character Jeaven unable to hold back laughter. The man smiled broadly for the first time after he had grown up.

"He's so sweet."

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