The Prisoner's Wife Mr. Arogan
Chapter 57: Two One

"You're the one who's making me angry! Just die there!" Laura reached out, put out a hand, put on a firearm and intended to press the trigger using her finger. The extinguished red face with the unsheathed look seemed so convincing to anyone who saw it this very moment.

However, Mich calmly stepped closer to his wife slowly, with both hands raised above his head. If she directly snatched from a distance far enough, Laura must have acted recklessly later.

"Please, honey, put that thing back on! It is dangerous for health. If I die, you can be a widow later. Do you want to be a widow at a young age? No, right? Without me who would be your sleeping pillow?"

"I'd rather be a rich widow than a fucking wife like you! Your inheritance's more cushioned than your arm. Stop right there!"

Michael fluttered upon arrival on the bed with his knees bent, but only a little more could he approach Laura. However, the woman even approached and put a gun right on her forehead.

"At any time you move, I'll finish your weapon!" Laura's hand moved down. Directing right in front of the cuttlefish that is now covered in bokser pants. The thing that made him angry because he felt played by Michael, and now it's time to demand a reply. "Say goodbye to that bird you're proud of!"

As Michael grew wide, solemnity emanated clearly on Laura's face which spouted a crimson hue. The woman's hand, not even a shudder to change direction.

"Honey, he hasn't even scored a successor to the nation. How could you threaten me with that."

"Three." The woodpecker immediately pressed Laura's fingers, Michael quickly closed the manhood while tightly closing his eyes. However, it turned out that the suspected thing never arrived and when she opened her eyes, Laura's face was already smiling right in front of her just a breath away. "Back attack! Two one."

The sound of thunderous laughter filled the room of the couple who were still in the approach period. A smile spread across Laura's face as the gun in her hand had no bullets at all. He also only intends to tease a Michael, it turns out his reaction is the same. Adorable.

"You. How dare to." Suddenly Michael grabbed the wife's body and crushed her. Michael's burly hands moved around tickling Laura's waist which was now under her confinement.

Laura squirms unhappily as Michael tickles her waist. He laughed, as if forgetting all the burdens that had been stuck in his heart. "Already, Mich. Stopit! Tingly."

"No! How dare you prank me twice. I'm not gonna let you loose this time." Michael's hand continued to move out of nowhere, but the woman below him had already given up.

The unceasing laughter caused the water to flow in the corner of Laura's eyes. "Mich, stop. I can wet the bed." He just stood up and ran to the bathroom, while Michael, who was left alone, could only laugh at his wife's behavior.

"Fortunate for me." Michael then went to walk in closet to change clothes. For a moment the man smirked a little staring at the bathroom door. Yeah, it looks like the couple's prankster action won't just stop there.

A moment later, Laura who had finished cleaning herself then reached out. He felt the place where towels were usually available. However, ill-fated, being used to being served by Michael made him forget that this time he left without carrying a towel at all.

"Oh, fuck! What dreams am I having this morning." Without the cloth used to cover her body, Laura chose to call Michael. Even though he was more hopeful that the man had already left.

"Mich."

Again there is no truth. "Safe," he thought.

With careful tiptoeing, Laura stepped towards the closet where towels were used to being stored. However, just as he was about to pull the hilt a whistling sound was clearly heard behind his body.

"Are you teasing me, honey?" Michael had been on the other side of the room. She kept quiet because she wanted to know what Laura would do next. Sure enough, the bonus early in the morning has been received by seeing a smooth body full of water and without a thread that covers.

"Hey! Basic spy! I pray for your eyes!" Laura immediately picked up the towel and covered her body in panic. However, as fast as lightning Michael approached and instead held him back.

"How about we warm up first, honey."

"Heating your head? Don't you remember Papa's been waiting downstairs since!"

The corner of Michael's lips twitched. He was happy because Laura finally wanted to call Argon Papa. This means that the document is quite useful as a proof and a sign of Laura's forgiveness.

"Well, I won't bother you! Quickly change clothes! You'll catch a cold." Michael placed a small towel over Laura's head while slightly rubbing it.

Both their views meet each other. Despite being used to being helped by Michael, in fact Laura's heart was still pounding getting sweet and annoying treatment from the man in front of her. "I'll charge him tonight. But, now, I have to get the guarantee first."

Without a cue at the time when Laura was just staring at him. Michael just held the wife's cold cheek. He put his lips in his place. Laura initially intends to rebel, but Michael holds her back.

Common sense Laura longed to reject the sweetness of her husband's supple and soft lips, but the instincts in her heart chose to obey.

The first time after a long time together, finally the couple exchanged saliva in a conscious state. Not under duress. Especially a charade. A truly happy beginning.

"Enough for now. Thank you, Laura," said Michael put their two foreheads together, while his hands were still attached to the cheeks of the wife who was now warmer. "Hurry to change clothes! I'm waiting downstairs."

Mich then steps away, leaving Laura alone. The woman was still flinching in place, until a moment later, then she blinked her eyes repeatedly while patting the cheek that felt hotter. "What just happened? Did we just kiss?" mumbling shock. Then, sit in front of the mirror.

The annoyed Laura then rubbed her head rough. "Are you crazy Laura?Why enjoy it?" He acted strangely, but a second later fell silent again while touching his own lips. "But it tastes sweet."

He held both cheeks like a teenager who had just fallen in love. It turned out that the arrogance of a Michael could melt his heart without him expecting. Laura has been trying not to falter. Unfortunately accustomed to being treated sweet makes him complacent about all his treatment.

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