Love In Hatred (Season 2 Check IG Ilona_Shanum)
CHAPTER 64

A look of amazement accompanied Angel's every step as she ascended one of her husband's assets. A means of transportation with a combination of black, white and red interior design that has a long sofa and facing chairs complete with a table in the middle. The cabin seems elegant luxury is not able to be trusted by the public eye Angel. The lips that continue to mutter and the eyes continue to pay attention to each side of the cabin with the vast space hints at a sense of amazement that he is unable to believe can feel even if only in a dream of a simple girl like himself.

" Is this yours ?" angel asked Brandon who was sitting on a chair wrapped in cowhide with his leisure.

" Our" Briefly Brandon smiled at his wife who kept rolling his eyes nonstop.

" Are you a mafia ? " added Angel still felt amazed and unexpected with whom He had married, because all He knew was that they loved each other without ever even asking Angel about the wealth of her husband.

" Are you crazy ? I'm just an ordinary person who has a little child's wife like you "said Brandon while teasing Angel with a smile never lost from the handsome face of happy expression.

" Already know I'm a child is still married and made pregnant, are you a pedophile "a muttered Angel who does not accept being called a child by her husband.

Brandon just laughed a little while continuing to look at the beautiful face Angel continues to mutter annoyed with wide eyes staring back and forth as if looking for something.

" I didn't know you were so rich, if you weren't sure I'd be a rich widow later " chirp Angel smiled in tandem with a look of disbelief husband who showed a cynical smile.

" It's all Angel's, no need to kill me first. Everything I own is meaningless without you by my side " brandon said with such sincerity because of the deep feeling of loving Angel who is only a high school student that makes him look so naive married to a girl with a distance of 10 years because of love and fear of loss.

Angel smiled happily at the sincere words of her husband, She never cared about what Brandon had, she said, as long as he can be happy with the person he loves is enough for the 17-year-old girl. Angel feels the happiness of a queen only by being loved by Brandon without wanting to see any wealth belonging to her husband.

A beautiful Russian flight attendant smiled warmly at Angel and Brandon gave a large bowl of ice cream to the young mistress the wife of a wealthy Master who replied with a smile. In accordance with the request of Pieter who deliberately provides ice cream favorite new sister who can now be more spoiled and consider himself a fuller brother.

" Sister is really good" murmured Angel who could guess if Pieter was deliberately preparing her favorite ice cream.

" I told you not to call Him that way in front of me ! sucks! " brandon protested cynically as he grabbed a cup of bitter black coffee.

" Huh, Young Master's base "grunts Angel slowly looked at her husband looking so haughty drinking a cup of coffee with eyes heading out the oval window beside him.

" Why ? what the fuck are you talking about ? " ask Brandon realized Angel's gaze from earlier but just let his wife continue to look at him with a smile biting an empty spoon.

Hearing such a resolute voice made the girl who was still smiling with the empty spoon in her mouth startled to immediately lower her face while devouring ice cream without daring to look back at her husband.

" Is slovenly "reprovokes Brandon to see Angel's lips smudged with ice cream.

" What ? What do you want ? " question Angel rewinded as Brandon began to move and grabbed his chin.

Brandon gently pulverized the ice cream on Angel's upper lip and made his wife round her eyes in shock, disbelief at the actions of the husband in front of the bodyguard sitting on the long sofa beside them. The girl who was still with round eyes closed her mouth tightly as the husband who was smiling broadly with one eyebrow rose up sat back down.

" Are you not ashamed to do that ?" angel asked still did not believe the careless attitude Brandon always kissed himself wherever the man wanted.

" Why ? this is mine, you are mine, even if I fuck you here who would dare forbid "saw Brandon casually while feeling the sweetness of the ice cream that He got from his wife's upper lip.

The wife who was embarrassed by her husband's treatment revealed a smile of disbelief while staring at the careless Brandon who looked so relaxed developing a smile on the face.

The pilot's voice informing them that they had reached their destination alerted Angel from her sharp gaze. Shortly two bodyguards stood to be ready to put up in front of the romantic couple followed by four other bodyguards behind them.

When starting down the private jet with luxurious facilities so that without feeling the short walking time is also fun, there are already some people welcome Angel and Brandon. Viena who had arrived first to check the safety of the resort where they were staying was also there to welcome the presence of people who would keep his safety at the behest of Pieter. Brandon who did not like Viena because he had kept his wife away was staring panted while muttering softly.

The motorcade that was ready to drive them to the 1st class inn was keeping their Master and Madam tight because their lives would be a bet in their work if there was even the slightest scuff on the two. Pieter deliberately did not put Brandon and Angel in the resort or hotel Brandon to trick Sasmita so as not to track the whereabouts of this couple. Enemies are scattered where ready to stake out the life of Brandon as well as Angel because of a personal vendetta against the company that is deliberately taken over or made bankrupt because the dissatisfaction of the business ruler makes Pieter provide some escort tight just for their honeymoon.

" Are we always going to be with them? " ask Angel felt not so comfortable with an escort like this.

" The protest against your brother is not against me "said Brandon cynically by emphasizing Brother.