
Gabriell exited the study and entered his room at night. The man spread his eyes when he did not find deandra in bed. Walking to the bathroom and opening the door but not found the wife in there made the gabriell back to move out of the room.
"you see my wife? " ask gabriell when she runs into one of her servants.
"the lady is in your kitchen" the waiter replied.
gabriell flinched confused as to what deandra was doing in the kitchen.
His long legs began to walk towards the elevator which would take him to the first floor where the kitchen was.
Once entering the kitchen the aroma coming from the food being cooked once out makes gabriell breathe air deeply while closing his eyes.
Right there in front of the eyes of gabriell deandra is seen moving food onto the plate.
"Why don't you eat what the waiter has cooked...does it not suit your taste?" ask gabriell because he saw at the dining table there were several menus that had been cooked by the servants in his mansion.
Deandra was a little surprised because she did not realize the gabriell behind her, but the flat girl could soon master her shock.
"Just want to" indifferent deandra while carrying a plate containing his favorite seafood fried rice to the dining table.
Deandra was already sitting in front of the dining table. lifted a spoon containing goremg rice and was about to put it in her mouth until......
'ehemm' gabriell sat in front of deandra then cleared her throat making deandra stare lazily at her.
"don't you want to offer me a meal?" ask gabriell.
"what should?" deandra asked back.
"God my deandra. "gabriell's speech was cut off because deandra first said.
"Yes you're my husband..How many times do you have to say it... Okay do you want to eat el?" deandra said with a forced smile at the end.
gabriell smiled triumphantly.
"Yes.... Get it" gabriell said.
"El you have two healthy hands..Why should I get them?" deandra.
"A. "gabriell was about to open her mouth.
"ok I take it...stop saying you're my husband.I'm sick of hearing it" deandra got up from her seat then took a gabriell plate filling it with rice and some side dishes.
"Good meal" deandra said, keeping a plate of rice and side dishes in front of the gabriell.
Deandra sat back in her place and continued the delayed meal.
Gabriell continued to stare at deandra without intending to touch the food that was before her. The conscious Deandra continued to be noticed by the gabriell staring at the man and gesturing as if asking 'why'.
"After some thought I want your food" said Gabriell
'Shelf'
Deandra stuck the fork she was holding onto the plate and stared at the gabriell with a deadly gaze making gabriell's guts shrivel.
"Ah... I don't seem to have to eat" said gabriell.
"Wait" prevent deandra who is now walking towards the kitchen and out with another plate of fried rice that he had cooked.
Deandra kept the fried rice in front of the gabriell and then put away the food that was rejected gabriell.
Gabriell smiled and began to eat the food that had stirred up her taste. They were finally able to eat quietly after the drama created by Gabriell.
"I really didn't expect a wild girl like you to cook" gabriell said after finishing her meal.
"I guess you're just a spoiled girl who likes to rule but it turns out you're the dream wife" chirps gabriell endless want to keep arguing with deandra.
"Sorry to disappoint you el. but I don't intend to be your dream wife"
Gabriell smiled looking at deandra who was now washing dishes in the sink.
"But now you've become my dream wife" said gabriell who immediately ran away because she saw deandra about to throw her with a spatula.
"if you know marriage is this fun, I'll be married a long time ago" said gabriell.
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Finish washing deandra's dishes back into the room.
Slender.
gabriell was not there so deandra decided to go into the bathroom to clean her body.
After finishing cleaning up and dressing, Deandra chose to sit on the sofa in the room and opened her laptop to see some of the emails she sent her.
'Czech'
the open door featured a smiling gabriell figure walking towards him.
"You sleep on the couch" deandra said as gabriell sat his b*kong right next to deandra.
"Why the hell are you so scared to get close to me.." Gabriell took the laptop I hold deandra moved it to the small table beside the sofa.
"Are you afraid I'm doing this" she whispered in deandra's ear before finally******** deandra's lobe made deandra's body crumble instantly.
"Stop el.. stay away" deandra tries to push gabriell away from her but gabriell gets even more attached to her.
Now the lips of gabriell began to descend to the neck of the deandra ladder suck it, and occasionally a small bite there so that it leaves a purplish red mark that is so contrasted with the white skin of deandra.
Deandra was about to get up but gabriell held him back so that deandra now fell back with a supine position on the sofa.
Gabriell did not waste the opportunity and immediately mel*mat lips that were about to protest with a gentle ci*man.
Deandra continued to rebel trying to break away from the gabriell which now his naughty hands have begun to infiltrate into the clothes of deandra and gently squeeze something that is not covered by the barrier again because indeed deandra never wear br* while going to bed.
"mmmmm.... "
one d*sahan escaped from deandra's lips which are now no longer rebellious.
But unexpectedly gabriell immediately woke up from the top of deandra's body and smiled smirk staring at deandra's reddened face.
"You seem to enjoy it De..Keep I won't touch you like that time again.let's just say that time I got carried away to the point that the absurdity of sleeping with you is not my type" chirps gabriell as she breezes towards the bathroom with a triumphant smile.
Deandra blinked her eyes several times trying to understand what had just happened.
'What said? '
'Bring atmosphere? '
'not type? '
Deandra sat down and grabbed a couch cushion and threw it at the bathroom door.
"Fucking gabriell" screeches.
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