Women Owned by 5 Young Masters
Chapter 217
Irene was still struggling in the main material storage room of Alfa's office located at the back of the boutique. She checked all the materials there while thinking of a new dress design for Ruby. It is not possible to use previous designs that others have copied. Alfa was very pleading for her help because she wanted to focus on fashion shows later.
Irene refused because Alfa was Alan's sister. Their previous relationship was also very good.
After finding the fabric she thought fit, Irene sat back on the bench. He again tried to draw a new design.
"ah! Ugly all!" his gerrick.
Irene put her head on the table. I don't know how many sheets of paper he r gold-r gold and throw it to the floor. He sighed. His brain felt empty and could not be used to think anymore.
"Still busy?"
Alan held onto Irene's shoulder as she kissed her lover's cheek. His arrival shocked Irene enough until she raised her head again.
"Sir Alan ...."
Not yet finished Irene spoke, her lips were already grappled affectionately by the man. The sweetness of the kiss given as if able to release the fatigue felt by his body. Irene felt melted.
Alan lifted Irene's body from the chair without letting go of their kiss. Irene wrapped her hands around Alan's neck to avoid falling.
Slowly Alan laid Irene's body on the softer sofa. He overcame the woman below him while giving a deeper kiss. Even their tongues are interlocked to give a decapitation sound interspersed with small arcs and exhales.
Irene kept her eyes closed. Though afraid that Alan would cross the line, he could not deny that the kiss was so seduced.
Alan let go of his kiss. He looked at the face of the woman who was still trying to catch her breath. That adorable expression attracted him greatly.
"Irene ...," call Alan.
"Why, Brother?"
The two looked at each other.
Irene moved her eyes to the right and to the left. He had no idea the question would come from Alan. She is not sure whether or not to marry the man. With his appearance like that, Alan did not mind at all.
He imagines having to go undercover all day while they are married. Things that he couldn't possibly forget. During this time he only disguised the area of the face, hands and feet. The part of his body covered with clothes still has the original color of his white skin.
"Are you ready to get married?" ask Irene. I don't know why he was suddenly afraid to talk about marriage.
"How do you think? I'm not young anymore, Ren. I've entered the age of three heads."
Irene bit her lip. Alan was a grown man. Their age is quite far, 8 years. Irene could not be said to be a teenager anymore, but her age that had just climbed into young adulthood made her not so able to decide something as important as that in her life.
"Say my grandmother could get married after the age of 25, sister," Irene said to give an excuse.
Alan seemed to be breathing deeply. He hugged Irene below him. Hearing Irene's words made her limp.
"Why does Grandma require such a thing, Ren? Was I not good until your grandparents did not believe that I would take good care of you?" ask Alan.
Irene smiled clumsily. "It's not like that, brother. Maybe they think I'm just considered an adult after 25."
Alan looked back at Irene. "You're almost 22 years old, right? It is the legal age to get married. If indeed they may not be ready to see you pregnant, maybe ...."
"Sir Alan ...." Irene glared at the words of her lover.
Alan laughed a little. "Yes, if I'm afraid for too long I'm not strong and make you pregnant. Are you gonna think of me as mesvm?" tanyakanya.
Irene covered her ears. "ah! I'm a kid, I don't want to hear it!" Irene Protest.
Alan laughed at his female behavior. He again landed a kiss anxiously down Irene's entire face. "Is your work still not done?"