The Love Trap of the Ruler.
Chapter 200. Let's go eat.
Graciella looked at her face that looked red blushed. A roll of towel and a thick white bathrobe hung on his body. Xavier is taking a bath and Graciella opens the suitcase that bears her name.
Graciella doesn't know what's in there. He never prepared this suitcase. He opened the suitcase and scrunched his forehead. Some of the clothes that were there were indeed her clothes. But there are also items that are not his at all. The color seems to be a new outfit.
Graciella picked up a dress that was a little striking in color. He doesn't remember he had such clothes. It was stabilo green, as she lifted it Graciella instantly raised her eyes. It was a two piece bikini that looked very sexy. Not just one, there are three with a variety of models and also colors. Graciella put it back in. He never used a bikini, even imagining it now was very embarrassed.
Graciella then saw a black and red rope. Graciella again frowned and immediately lifted a thin cloth that was only a piece of tile. Graciella raised her eyes again. It was a very minimal evening dress. How did this get in his suitcase?
The bathroom door was heard open. Graciella frantically put in a sleeping pack that again was not just one. There's a lot in his suitcase. Graciella then glanced at Xavier who had just come out. She rubbed her hair with a thick white towel. The upper body part looks plain with water grains that still flow between his shaped muscles. He only used a towel wrapped around his hips.
“Ehm, Xavier?”
Xavier looked directly at Graciella who seemed to want to talk to her. “Hmm? What's up?”
“If I may know, who has packed my suitcase?” asked Grac★iella frowning her forehead looking towards Xavier who was walking towards her. The smell of mint from the soap he was using smelled began to pierce his nose.
“Maybe Serin or Mom, she was a little excited when I asked her to help pack your things,” Xavier said looking at Graciella who finally nodded in understanding. Apparently so, of course if from Monica he believes. Monica must have slipped such things in her suitcase.
“What's the reason?” ask Xavier again.
“Eh? There are clothes that are not mine,” Graciella said with a horse's grin. Makes Xavier even more curious.
“How's clothes?” tanya Xavier looked at Graciella's suitcase.
Graciella hesitantly took the sexy-looking nightgown. He then spread it out and showed it to Xavier who initially frowned then smiled slightly looking at it.
“Wear, I want to see it,” said Xavier teasing Graciella.
“Ha? Using this?” ask Graciella. He knew that these clothes would definitely greatly expose his body. He was only afraid when using it instead looked incompatible.
“Ya.” Take Xavier lightly and pick up the clothes that Graciella had prepared. Xavier had already said that after taking a bath they would go for dinner. Therefore he had already prepared semi-formal clothes for Xavier.
Graciella put the shirt down immediately. She took a dress that was there. It was not a dress she had ever had, but she felt the dress was pretty enough to wear for their dinner.
“Ehm, I want to change clothes,”, said Graciella again saw Xavier who was wearing old gray chinos trousers choice from Graciella.
“Yes? Then?” ask the confused Xavier. If you want to change clothes why you should report to Xavier too.
“Eh, I do in the bathroom only,” Graciella said. He was simply not used to wearing the clothes in front of Xavier. Feels weird.
“Yes, um .. well," said Graciella who did feel the need to get used to this. It was impossible for her to keep changing clothes in the bathroom because it was unusual for her husband to see her.
Graciella started to open her bathrobe. The proof is Xavier himself who became misfocused with what was happening nearby. He had seen the entire body shape of Graciella but still it became an attraction, like a magnet for her.
Xavier approached his wife who had just finished wearing her underwear. Start applying body lotion with a sweet fragrance that is always attached to the skin. Graciella smiled looking at her husband's reflection in the mirror still bare-chested behind her. That glint of lust was again visible in his eyes.
Xavier just suddenly kissed Graciella's nape which to him was the most tempting. White with a little strand of hair sticking out of the towel. It certainly makes Graciella's shoulders immediately lifted and she shudders because of it.
"Darling, don't you" Graciella's pinta, who knew if it wasn't stopped, they would end up in bed again.
"Why?" Polo Xavier asked.
"It's time for dinner" said Graciella turned to look at her husband. She picked up the dress she was ready to wear.
Xavier did not reply, he only saw Graciella who started wearing a dress in front of him. He wanted to say that he could skip dinner tonight. But he remembered that because of their activity last afternoon, they missed lunch. And if this too is missed, she's afraid Graciella will get sick because of it.
"Let me help," the voice sounded heavier. He wanted her to remove this dress from his wife's body but now he's helping to pair her zipper.
"Alright, I want to dry my hair first in the bathroom," said Graciella who went straight into the bathroom. Not insensitive to her husband's situation. But if he serves her, there they really don't eat anymore.
After drying her hair and scraping her face a little with makeup. Graciella came out of the bathroom. She found her husband already looking so handsome in a light blue shirt with those gray cinnos pants. Xavier does always fit in brightly colored clothes.
Xavier looked towards his wife who already looked graceful but not excessive using a silver-colored dress with a V-shaped neck and also a dress intersecting the A line. His wife is very beautiful.
“Aready?” ask Xavier.
“Is this too much for dinner?” ask Graciella.
“No. You are very beautiful,” said Xavier approached his wife. “Come, we have to get there now.”
Graciella nodded slowly. She followed where her husband took her. Like when they came. They pass through a stone path that is on the side of a cliff above the ocean. The sound of the whirling waves broke the coral below them into a song that accompanied their every step. The cold of the night sea breeze was not felt because it was warm from the grasp of their hands that were both looking at each other.
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Sorry I'm sick again. So I got up as much as I could. Again fever, have eaten medicine, if I can add more yes brother. please do not ask the doctor if it can be sick? wkwkwk, can or...