The Berondong Boss Reserve
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Tonight, at least Latina can be free. But, not necessarily for tomorrow night because he's convinced that Dean will make the calculations with him.

Don't think about it because there's something important. He went home first before Jason, and prepared a meal purchased from the restaurant.

Her husband had to be persuaded to borrow money from Jason again. It is for the sake of his purpose that the man sign the prepared letter. Mumpung Dean wanted to help because time with the young man lived a little more.

The sound of Jason's car rang out, rushing Latina to greet her husband's arrival. A sweet smile was displayed, and he had already dressed up a little.

"Darling!" Latina came down, hugged her husband.

"What's wrong with you?" Jason felt something was wrong with his wife. "You're not with Mr Dean tonight?"

"He's with his girlfriend tonight. Don't discuss him. We better get in first."

"Wait a minute." Jason didn't want to waste the opportunity.

"What's wrong?"

Jason smiled, and then he approached. "I want to touch these lips."

Latina could not resist. Jason is a legitimate husband, a man who has every right to own him. Latina let that go. It's just a lip kiss. If Jason asks for more, then Latina can remind him of the promise and his current circumstances.

"Enough, Honey. Let's go in first." Latina covered Jason's lips with one finger. If it is not stopped, then the game will continue in a direction that Jason himself cannot resist. "I've prepared dinner. We eat together."

"What a coincidence. I'm really hungry."

"Just go to the dining room then."

It's not time to talk. Latina let her husband fill his hungry stomach first, then she told him her intentions.

Jason frowned, then he looked at Latina. "You know where it's coming from?"

"So I met him. Then, she told me that you met her," Latina looked fixedly at her husband, and in her eyes it looked sad, "honey, don't give us our company. How will our next life be?"

"What are you talking about, Latina? Don't you want to be free yourself? We can start all over again, as long as you're free of Dean."

"He will profit himself. He's been with me for so long, and then you want to ask me back with company money?" Latina shakes. "I won't let it go."

"But, Mr. Dean it's like he's monopolizing you. He wants to have you all."

"That's not gonna happen. If he does, we'll just expose the secret to Berlin. The important thing now is to save the company. I sacrificed, my dear. Better get into the deep abyss."

Jason hugged his wife. "I'm sorry, Latina. I'm sorry, honey. It's all because of me."

"Tomorrow, you meet Dean again."

"Yes, I'll see him." Jason hugged, but his lips ventured into the area under his chin, and shoulders.

"No, Jason. I don't want to do it."

"I'm your husband, Latina. Don't reject me." Jason pulled away, looking at Latina expectantly. He wanted to touch his wife, but why was everything so difficult?

"I know, but wait a few more months. Don't make trouble, Jason. Dean will know later if you touch me. I am pregnant anyway. I've been with Dean, and served you again. I can't afford it."

"All right." Jason resigned if Latina had said so. This happened because it was from himself who agreed to the contract. If time could be played again, Jason would not have made Latina a tumbar.

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