Merried With Mr. Millionaires
Punishment For Young Master

Nita and Shila lowered their heads, their hands clutching the map she was holding. “We excuse you sir, miss.”

Alana stared at the departure of Syila and Nita, she was not satisfied. They hurt Alana, and Alana just punished them with a slap. Though Nita made her shoulders hurt now, and Syila made Alana face hot at that time.

The door of the room closed Nik facing Alana, “Nona is not the master has insulted miss, why not get a slap too,” said Nik in a calm tone.

Jordan, who was standing in front of Nik, gave a sharp look at Nik, but it seemed that his secretary was being rude to him.

“Thank you Nik, you already reminded me.” Alana faced Jordan, eroding the distance between them.

Jordan is shocked when Alana kisses him on the cheek, then speaks near his ear. “Punishment for the young master who dared insult me is not difficult, just fasting for one full week I think is enough,” said Alana with her sensual style.

Jordan pulls the nape of Alana, sucking Alana's lips gently.

Nik's plan fails, but he is poisoned with the adult scene of his young master and miss. Nik walked away from those who were still kissing, then slammed the door of Jordan's room.

‘Looks like I should really find a wife.’

Jordan let go of his kiss after hearing the sound of the door being slammed down by Nik, Alana's brown ball looked excited. “It looks like you weren't satisfied with our game last night.”

Jordan's words made Alana's cheeks meet red, she pinched Jordan's waist slowly, then gave Jordan a sharp look.

“What is your shoulder hurt?” jordan asked, looking at Alana's exposed shoulder, it looked red.

Alana sitting on the sofa, a kiss just now turned out to be able to ignite her passion, “Slightly, I'm thirsty.”

Jordan picks up a drinking bottle for Alana, unscrewing the lid before she gives it to Alana.

“Thank you,” said Alana while displaying her smile. Her throat felt fresh, Alana kept a bottle of water on the table.

Jordan took it and spent the rest of Alana's drink, “It looks like I haven't yelled a long time ago,” Jordan said as she fumbled at her neck.

“It's worth your face is not too creepy, it seems less exercise,” sneer Alana.

Jordan feels humiliated at Alana's words, but somehow her anger disappears when Alana hugs him. Jordan stroked Alana's hair gently.

“For what?” Jordan pulled Alana's chin to look at her.

“I feel you protect me, and give me a chance to avenge them.” Alana's eyes glazed over, she was pleased with Jordan's attitude. The man now looks soft on her, ‘Did Jordan start loving me?’ the question came to Alana's mind.

Jordan staring at Alana's brown ball, “Sama-sama sweetheart.”

Alana smiles shyly at Jordan's laughable call to her, “Darken, you must remember the age of dear!” alana protests.

“Why don't you like it?”

Alana shrugged her shoulders, “Entah, that call is suitable for young people. We must remember the age.”

“How old are you?”

Alana was silent, she counted the years of her birth. “Twenty-three, you?”

Jordan silently followed Alana's style of thinking by propping up his chin using his right hand. “Still seventeen years.”

Alana hits Jordan's arm, “No CEO of your rich installments!”

“Have made a joke, later the charisma of a Jordan Michael Anderson is lost again because of you,” accuse Jordan while pressing Alana's small nose.

Alana brushed off Jordan's hand that pressed her nose, “Kok because of me?”

Jordan noticed Alana's small nose. “Didn't you have trouble breathing with that little nose of yours?”

Alana ruffled waist, “You are insulting me again,” stressed Alana.

“I just asked, baby,” woo Jordan.

Alana threw her face the other way, Jordan sucks too.