Mr. Arogan Doesn't Want His Little Wife
Part 30's.
Leticia continued eating.
Damian seemed to have no appetite anymore, he looked at Leticia who looked to be eating quietly.
Unknowingly Damian glanced at Leticia's lips, Leticia's mouth looking very good at chewing her food.
And his mind was unconsciously imagining the events in the walk in closet this afternoon, the soft lips Leticia felt very good to be frowned upon.
Damian's face suddenly flushed at the thought of that, he was like a man who had just first tasted kissing.
Damian blinked his eyes, he could not believe what he was feeling.
He tried to eat back.
It's weird! he had already felt it together with several of the previous women, the most beautiful and the hottest women.
But why kissing Leticia feels like different, feeling her soft lips is so much fun.
And it's so hard to forget, there's even a strong urge to want to re-taste those lips.
Damian shook his head, trying to shake off his feelings.
Damian looked back at Leticia.
She saw Leticia not spending so much on her dinner.
"Why so little?" ask Damian.
"I'm full!" leticia said as she pushed her plate forward.
Damian so follow-up no taste of eating anymore, because seeing Leticia has finished eating.
"Yes, that's it!" Damian pushed his plate forward.
Leticia then got up from her seat, she fixed the food to be taken to the Mansion kitchen.
"What are you doing?" damian asked to see what Leticia was up to.
"I'll take the rest of her to the kitchen!" answer Leticia.
"Lay down! let Aunt Lina do it!" damian said not happy.
"Let me do it, sir.this is my job!" said Leticia.
"Letiquia!!" bentak Damian's.
"What's up, sir, don't tell me I'm the hostess, so there's no need to do this job!" leticia said courageously.
They don't love each other, there's nothing to fight for between them.
Their marriage was not their desire from the beginning. So no need to pay attention to each other.
Leticia put all the dishes and bowls of food on the food trolley.
"I've accompanied you to dinner, so you seem to have been able to return to your house, sir!" said Leticia preparing to push the trolley out of the pavilion.
Damian was still sitting in his chair, he looked unhappy with what Leticia had said.
He still wanted to be alone with Leticia so they could get closer.
But it seemed like Leticia did not want to stay close to him for long.
Damian sighed in annoyance, why is it so difficult to melt Leticia's heart.
Many women will be withered at him without the need for him to say to get close to him, they themselves will come like leeches attached to him.
Leticia was still standing waiting for Damian to leave the pavilion.
Damian was reluctantly forced to get up from his seat, he had to be patient with Leticia who was still not used to being close to him.
This was due to his own actions because it was too rude to Leticia.
"All right!" damian finally gave up.
Damian stepped towards the pavilion door, as he opened the door Damian turned to Leticia.
"Think what color is suitable for the main room, I want you to arrange it according to your taste, and arrange the decoration according to your taste as well" Damian said.
"Sorry sir, I can't!" leticia quickly replied.
Damian pegged where he stood, grasping the doorknob so tightly that the elbow turned white.
Damian was completely unable to control himself, he wanted to yell and yell at Leticia for rejecting what she said.
He breathed to try to calm himself.
"Why?" damian asked in a tone that held back emotions.
"We don't love each other, and we're not real husbands!" leticia said, those words must be spoken often Leticia to Damian, so that Damian realized not to give vague hope to him.
Damian nibbled his temple to hold back his sense of shame that was about to explode.
Seriate.....