The President's Contract Wife
Chapter 21: Wrestling In Bed?

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Ella's heart was still pounding and her face was constantly blushing. Ella unceasingly shook her head trying to dispel her thoughts about Devan.

"Well, why can't it be gone!" Ella was upset while stirring the fried rice she cooked this morning.

"Huft .. alright, I need to calm down first. But will you be angry with me?" thought Ella poured soy sauce.

"Iish, why should I think about this. After all, he was also the one who wrongly wanted to ask me that, even though he would have his own hands!" ella's grumbling is getting no more. He wanted to curse here and there but was afraid that Devan would know if he secretly insulted him. Ella continued her work.

Walking down the stairs, Devan held Maysha down for breakfast.

"Dejhi, Maysha mawu makang bubuy," said Maysha pointed to Ella who was cooking. Devan glanced at Ella then put Maysha on the chair. Maysha's performance this time was so funny.

"Wait here, Deddy will bring you some porridge," Devan touched Maysha's chubby cheek.

"Baby, Dejhi" said Maysha nodding and smiling sweetly.

Devan walks towards Ella, and notices Ella's appearance. There is a sense of annoyance still not accepted for the incident earlier. But seeing Ella's wind-struck hair through the window made her interested in tying it up. Devan grabbed Ella's hair making this girl surprised.

"Be quiet, don't move. Otherwise, I'm gonna take this hair off of you" Devan threatened to tie Ella's hair.

Ella's heart was pounding again plus her face was blushing again. Moreover, Devan's fingers make it so amused.

"Iish, your hair is why it's so hard to tie!" ketus Devan is still trying to tie Ella's hair.

"Sir, you better sit down. Let me tie my own hair." Ella is a little nervous.

"Ck, listen up! This hair if it's not tied will fall into my breakfast! I don't want that to happen,"

"So, shut up and get on with your work." Devan said, still tying Ella's hair.

Ella nodded and continued to pour her cooking spices. But there was pain when Devan tried to tie his hair. Even it feels like Devan is pulling his hair hard. Maysha who saw the two arguing could only smile on the chair. This little boy got out of his chair.

"Ouch, Sir. You better sit down. Let me tie her up" said Ella touching her hair but holding Devan's hand instead.

"God, I'm sorry, sir." Ella was embarrassed. He suddenly touches Devan's skin.

"You're chatty too, I just don't want your ugly hair to fall, let alone my breakfast. You just cook!" devan's words tightened Ella's hair.

"Nr ...." Ella unintentionally sighed in pain. Ella's voice makes Devan flinch and stops her from tying Ella's hair. Ella also closed her mouth feeling embarrassed to have made that sound. Moreover, his voice was so soft and seductive in Devan's ears. Devan quickly turned Ella's body and cornered her backwards. Their eyes looked at each other.

"Did you deliberately make that sound to lure me in this morning?" Devan glanced at him cynically.

Devan lifted Ella's chin and looked at the two round eyes of this girl. Ella gulped, the distance of their faces was so close. Even Devan was closer to the nape of his neck. Ella closed her eyes to see Devan wanting to do some profanity to her in the kitchen.

"Can you stop thinking about that nasty thing" Devan said, jolting Ella.

"Eh, pervert?" Ella repeated.

"Yes, pervert! You must think about that every day of me. Do you want to do that with me this morning?" devan whispered in Ella's ear. Ella's eyes widened again and blushed again.

"Tid-no, Mr. President. I-I didn't think that, anyway" Ella stammered so nervous and tensely heard Devan ask her to wrestle on the bed.

"Oh, really. Don't you want to?" devan whispered again and blew Ella's ear. Ella immediately shook her head.

"I'm sure ... You really want to, right? It's just that you won't be strong enough to do that in bed with me, E. .. lla." Once again Devan seduced him and even licked the edge of Ella's ear. Ella is getting hilarious to erupt feeling the touch of Devan's tongue.

"Hm, but .. I don't want to do that to you anymore either. Your body is too thin, not plump, especially in this part is less plump. It's really not my taste, you're too tepos to sleep with" said Devan pointing at Ella's small breastplate.

Ella clasped her hands starting to get annoyed called tepos. I want Ella to punch Devan in the face. Devan only held back his laughter seeing Ella blushing in annoyance.

"Sir, I don't want to sleep with you either. Especially doing that to you. You are not my type either!" ella began to feel emotion.

"Eh?" Devan is shocked at Ella's backlash. Devan gripped Ella's mouth.

"I wouldn't sleep in one bed with you either! In these three months, you are not pregnant. I'm gonna kick you out of this villa. So don't fuck with me. Otherwise, your house will be destroyed!" threaten Devan to release his grip. Ella fell silent and went back to salivating. Devan's words were so serious that he frightened her.

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A knocking sound was heard from behind Devan. Sure it was Maysha who was hitting Devan's ass with a spoon.

"Dejhi, Maysha mawu eat bubuy, which bubuy Maysha?" the spoiled Maysha Rengek from earlier stood behind Devan. Devan turns around and holds Maysha.

"You listen, Maysha is hungry. So prepare breakfast for us!" pinta Devan sits down with Ella. Ella Greget wants to bite Devan. Ella poured fried rice and instant porridge for Maysha with her unrivaled annoyance.

"The President's base is jutek!" as Ella in heart. He really wanted to teach Devan a lesson.

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