The Berondong Boss Reserve
Wheedled

Impatiently Dean waited for his mistress. He predicted that they would both arrive at the apartment when the phone connection was cut off. But what, Latina has not come.

The guards in this apartment already know that Latina is also a resident in this building because Dean said so. It was easy for the woman to come. He was upset, and Dean would make the calculations on Latina later.

The sound of the door opening sounded. Dean moved from his seat. Yes, Latina came after fifteen minutes she waited.

"You want to make me angry apparently."

"Stop right there, Dean!" Latina voiced that firmly because she still felt that this young man in front of her was a man whose age was below her.

"Don't act like I'm your sister. Here, I punish him." Dean approached, then pulled Latina's hand. He sat the woman down on the sofa roughly, and Latina reflexes held onto her stomach.

"Why are you? You can't be rude to me."

"Shut up!" snapped Dean. "You lied to me."

"What am I lying to?" Latina held her stomach. Does Dean know anything about her pregnancy? Nah! Latina won't let that happen, because if Dean finds out, she'll be told to abort the baby. Moreover, this child is descended from the Cornor family. Latina did not this want to look for trouble on that rich family.

"You don't pretend you don't know."

"I don't know!" Latina convinced that.

"Jason came to me this morning. He's not asking for an injection of funds, he's going to release you. He said that you guys were going to have that marriage from the beginning."

Quite surprised Latina heard him. This is beyond a doubt. Jason proved his point at the expense of their property to free him from Dean.

Indeed Latina wanted to be free from Dean, but not from Jason's compassion. She did not want her husband to sacrifice for her. What Latina wants, Jason suffers.

"I didn't know he was asking for it. Really, Dean."

"What happened to you guys? Did he touch you?" Dean pulled the shirt Latina was wearing until the buttons came off.

"Dean's Cornor!"

Latina raised a hand, but Dean could hold it. He brushed aside, then continued to undress the woman.

There was no new sign of Latina's body. There were only traces of their mark last night. As agreed if Dean didn't want to share, even though Jason was Latina's husband.

"Love Jason made a mistake and Jason didn't accept that. She cut off the connection, then wanted to get back to me." Latina hopes this will reduce Dean's anger.

"I won't let you go until the deal's done."

"I'll persuade him. You just calm down. Jason has to sign the letter because I want it too."

Dean nodded. "Okay, let's end this topic."

"Darling, can we rest today? It's good you took me for a walk. I want to be with you." Latina said that because indeed she should not often do husband and wife relations.

"You know I already have a boyfriend, right?"

"Oh, are you scared?" Latina teases.

Dean chuckles. "Nothing in my dictionary is fear. Thought you. What if someone nearby sees you? In-laws or parents, and possible friends."

"Leave it. I want to spend my time with you."

In Latina heart cheering. If Dean knew that his parents and in-laws had known this secret.

"But your clothes?" Dean felt guilty.

"It's all because of you!" Latina pouty.

"Sorry, Honey. I'll have my female secretary prepare the clothes. Don't worry, we'll go have fun."

TB