Capítulo 12: There's Nothing Wrong With Love.
"I want this...." Delon brought his lips closer. Delon was about to start, but the sound of footsteps startled them.
"Bro ... don't be like this," Rachel said fearfully.
"Shhh... shut up!" Rachel also obeyed like a cute kitten to her master.
Delon and Rachel's hiding place was indeed very strategic because it was blocked by large pillars.
"Smart girl ..." Delon gently brushed Rachel's hair.
"Auntie, Delon makes me dizzy every day. If he had a wife, my life would be more beautiful," complained Regan who was walking hand in hand with Martha.
Martha replied to Regan's complaint with a smile. "Delon's only been here two days... how can he make you dizzy, kid?"
Regan also explained at length along their way to Jeno's room, making the middle-aged woman laugh.
"Regan's Brother here, Bro?" Rachel asked in a low voice. Delon nodded in response.
"Follow me..." Delon grabbed Rachel's hand when Regan wasn't too close to his hiding place.
Delon,'s brother where are you taking me?
Delon quickly closed the door and led Rachel with him into the bathroom.
It is true that it was Delon who ordered his personal assistant to come home to discuss Jeno's company. But, for some reason Regan's arrival at this time was not quite right.
I said come at 10. He's coming now!
Rachel rolled her eyes in all directions avoiding the hot gaze from Delon at this time. Don't know why Delon is still silent without saying anything.
With a little fear, Rachel ventured to ask the man in front of her.
"Bro, why are we here, don't you want to meet Regan's brother?" Rachel asked again.
However, Delon instead answered by eroding the distance between them so that Rachel could feel Delon's slightly heating up breath.
"What did you hear earlier?" Regan asked back in a voice so seductive in Rachel's ear.
Rachel glanced back everywhere as long as she didn't see Delon's eyes, her lie might be exposed.
"Se ... as I said earlier, Bro. I was thirsty and did not know that suddenly my feet walked into Papa's room," Rachel lied in a stammering voice.
Delon knew that the women in his confinement were lying. Because Delon knew Rachel could never lie in front of him.
"Are you sure, hem ..." Delon blew the wind in Rachel's ear until Rachel's body stiffened with heat.
Only this time Rachel was made to die of lice. And only Delon made Rachel like this.
Usually Rachel was the one who always used this method to get her will, but this time she was the victim.
I shouldn't be in daddy's room! but, if I don't go there... I won't know everything.
"Bro, stop... what are you doing..." Rachel felt her whole body heat up as Delon played on her slender white neck area.
"Tell me or I can't vouch for myself," said Delon in between his games.
"Um... yes---yes, I said. I just heard you reject Jenny," Rachel explained lying.
Delon, who heard that, immediately stopped his game and stared intently at Rachel. "Only that?" Rachel nodded heavily.
"You disobeyed." Delon's lips had grabbed Rachel's soft lips with a feeling of longing so quickly, that Rachel didn't even know when she enjoyed the touch of Delon's lips.
"Good evening Mr. Jeno," Regan greeted with a slight bow when he and Martha entered Jeno's room.
Jeno, who is busy himself with various files on his desk, is now reviewing his handsome smile when he sees his wife and son's best friend in his room.
"Regan, when were you here?" Jeno asked as he stood up. "Just now, Mr. Jeno," Regan replied.
Jeno stepped towards Regan and Martha, then hugged Regan's body gently. "Hey, don't call me that! Now you're so big, Re. I haven't seen you in a long time," Jeno added.
Regan replied to Jeno's words by reviewing his handsome smile. "But I'm still much more handsome than your son, right?" Regan teased with a chuckle.
"I am more handsome than you two. Because I have a wife as beautiful as your aunt," Jeno said confidently and immediately received a small smack from Martha on Jeno's strong arm.
"Don't listen to this old man. You curmudgeon," Martha said shyly in front of Regan while glancing at her husband with the corner of her eye.
"Not crap, my dear wife," Jeno whispered to Martha.
Regan, who listened to Jeno and Martha, couldn't help but laugh a little, their romance had never been lost until now.
"If I was born before, Uncle. I would have got an aunt," said Regan, winking at Martha one eye.
"That's good. I want this...." Jeno showed a wad of his hand towards Regan. Regan and Martha laughed even more when they saw Jeno jealous.
"What are you doing here? You don't just miss me, do you?"
"I have business with Delon, Uncle. Where is he?" asked Regan.
"Delon? He's not here anymore. Maybe in his room," Jeno said again.
Regan looked at Jeno slightly surprised. Because Regan had been to Delon's room, but the boss wasn't there.
"Right in the room, Uncle?" Regan asked once more to confirm his conjecture. Jeno nodded in response, "Maybe. You know... that kid never goes anywhere other than in his room."
Regan also intends to return to Delon's room again, maybe Delon is already in his room.
"Well, I'm back in Delon's room again, Uncle. I have to deliver this file," concluded Regan while showing Jeno the brown envelope in his hand.
Jeno nodded again in the affirmative.
"Later, let Rina's maid bring drinks there," said Martha. "Thank you Auntie," Regan replied with a smile.
Meanwhile, Delon still hasn't stopped enjoying Rachel's soft lips. Rachel's lips were like a magnet for Delon. Rachel's neck tightened even more to deepen the kiss.
Even Delon's other hand had a reflex to touch Rachel's thigh which was still covered in her satin pajamas.
Rachel, who felt her blood flow like electricity running through her body because of Delon's hand.
Rachel immediately came to her senses and patted Delon's chest to end their struggle.
"Eumph... Brother, stop don't continue," Rachel said as she managed to free herself from Delon's attack.
Delon's eyes looked droopy as his lips were forced away from Rachel's. "What is it?"
"Not again, I'm afraid we're getting further away ..." Rachel said quietly. Rachel was afraid she and Delon would go even further than this.
"But, you like my touch right?" Rachel fell silent. To be honest, Rachel really wanted Delon's touch more than this. However, it was very wrong. Rachel knew that.
"Look at me...." Delon lifted Rachel's chin, so their eyes met meaningfully.
"You like it right?" asked Delon again to reinforce his question earlier. Rachel, who was hypnotized by Delon's gaze, nodded subconsciously.
Delon who got the answer he wanted immediately smiled handsomely at Rachel while bringing his lips closer.
"But, it's fault," Rachel said suddenly when Delon's lips almost touched Rachel's again.
"There's nothing wrong with love. I love you, Rachel."
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