Turbulence of Love
Not OUNS

Rebecca was curious about Papa Alicia's strange demeanor. The stairs to the second floor of James' house with a heart of guessing. If Cia says her papa has been jealous of the sender, then Rebecca will find out the truth.

Once Rebecca knocked on James' bedroom door with the back of her hand. However, there was no response at all.

A second later a voice came from inside, "Get out,"

Rebecca was not discouraged. He knocked back into James' private room and said, "I want to talk!"

Not long after, a head popped out from behind the door and stared intently at Rebecca, "What's wrong? Don't bother me!"

Rebecca's gaze went up and down trying to find an answer just like Alicia had said. "Where is that jealousy? I think he's still as annoying as ever,"

"If there's nothing important, go!" James kicked Rebecca out of her room immediately. However, Rebecca was more curious to make him stay calm in that place.

"What do you want to eat for breakfast?" rebecca asked and she began to realize her mistake by asking pleasantry questions that might make James yell at her even more.

"Why?"

"Umh .. I can prepare," Awkwardly, that kind of silly conversation that is now the link between the two of them. Although Rebecca was well aware that what she said earlier must have been a risk like this.

James slightly opened the door from what he had asked open a little. "really? You're gonna give me what I want?"

"Yes, and I also want to ask you later!" The woman still had a high fighting spirit to scrape the contents of James' heart when he was with her in the dining room.

The door opened even wider, while James braced himself to pull Becca's hand into his room.

"We can talk about it in the dining room, I'll prepare breakfast for you and Alicia," Rebecca objected to having to discuss the matter earlier in the room which made her stuffy like this

This was his first time entering the forbidden area. Room designed with shades of gray was impressed silent for a resting place. There was a large bed right next to the window facing north. In addition, if Rebecca calls James a classic man is not without reason, James likes to collect old items such as paintings and antique chandeliers.

"Alicia's breakfast has been prepared by aunt, only you need to prepare breakfast for me,"

"Okay, then I'll go down first!"

Rebecca intends to return to the lower floors, because her job is to find out if James is snooping as said by his son has been done. The answer Rebecca got stated that if the classic man was not angry, all that was heard from the sweet speech earlier.

"Where are you going? We're having breakfast here, Dear!"

"Hem?" Rebecca cengo dong, she did not understand what her husband said.

With his demonic smile, James pointed towards the large bed that was right in front of him, "We have breakfast here, because I want to eat you!"

"Bajing an .. nih people are still vengeful yes from last night," said Rebecca in her heart.

"If killing people didn't break the law, I would've killed you already" Rebecca devised to leave the cursed place immediately. The woman did not want the activity to be repeated and James became more wild than inside Stateroom.

"Where are you going? We continue that last night, huh?"

"Don't fuck around, James .. I can sue you for harassment,"

Instead of loosening her intentions, the man was even faced with Rebecca's threat, how could she sue her own husband as an abuser?

No need to say much more, immediately James did a drawing design like last night. Even the rejection from Rebecca increasingly made James eager to conquer the empty land.

James' smile grew even more, not because it managed to tear off Rebecca's dress, but the classic man had also been able to break through the iron door that had been awake.

Unheard of Rebecca who continues to swear, because later in fact Rebecca is the one who will thank James for giving the first experience that was so tempestuous.

Their sweat began to fall, enjoying every touch and moaning. Not felt, the hot activity goes beyond the time needed. It is unexpected though not as young as before, but the spirit of James is still burning.

"Thank you for the breakfast, Dear. You're here! I'll bring breakfast here for you" said the classic man and now James hastened to know his trousers that had fallen on the floor.

"Psychopathic man!"

"Yes, I am."

Rebecca screamed in annoyance as soon as James closed the door of her room. How not, the intention to pry information instead berimbas themselves are corrected by James.

**

"How long is it, anyway? Where's mama?" the little girl who was enjoying a piece of wheat bread asked where her mother was. Because of what Cia knew, it was her mother who she encouraged to call her papa.

"Mama's still tired, Cia. Here's papa bring breakfast to the top,"

"Pa?"

"Yes,"

"Did mom and dad fight again?"

James laughed at Alicia's question because he was confused about what to answer the five-year-old. Because there was no way James would explain his activities to Alicia.

"No, papa and mama are fine" James said, and Rebecca was fine. Although I can't be lied to anymore. What the 5-year-old Cia said was true, that James and Rebecca had just had a fight. Fighting on the bed means.

In order to avoid further questioning from his son, James hurried to bring a tray full of bread and milk for him to take upstairs to his room. Soon James fed food in exchange for Rebecca's drained energy.

**

Weekend like this, James' schedule remains tight. He does not complain at all when it comes to work. What's more, the power battery was fully charged this morning.

Fortunately, Rebecca did not prolong the trouble she caused this morning. The woman only wanted to revise the relationship contract between James.

Before James returned to work, Rebecca asked him to change the deal by removing and replacing unnecessary articles.

And James had prepared an excuse that Rebecca couldn't run away from.

The woman read the article of each article written on the agreement sheet. The corner of his lips slightly lifted reading the deal. In addition, Rebecca also slightly squeezed the piece of paper.

"Why be gini? It's called we're married for real."

"Not that true, you read chapter one I take full responsibility for giving a living inner birth."

"For so long you've paid my salary, why have you changed carelessly?"

"Hey, you know what? I am a responsible husband. I don't want my son and wife to suffer from a lack of birth and conscience,"

"Just be born, the mind is not necessary!" Rebecca refused with great emphasis.

"So you only want One Night Stand?

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