The Married To Fierce Boss
Part 8's

Loralei woke up the earliest. She was still getting used to accepting the reality of being a wife. Sleep is no longer alone, some are accompanying, warm and fragrant breath of the man also dancing along the face. All impressed forced.

How could a big boss so lightly marry his subordinates? Though clearly in terms of any far lost social status. Loralei still did not think about it. There are plenty of rich young women out there. Agathias' business friends are also abundant.

However, one thing Loralei believed her boss was unlikely to love her. Agathias must have had some kind of intention.

“Of course, where possible if you have feelings but like to oppress as good as jidat. Surely he tied me up just wanting to make me even more oppressed wherever he is.” Loralei said softly after believing that.

Of all the reasons I think, that makes the most sense. “Buktinya, I do not want to be hugged or hugged all night forced to do that.” Loralei thumped lips. Trying to speak slowly so as not to make Agathias wake up. If caught gossiping about the man, his life would not be comfortable.

Loralei wanted to get off the bed, but she had to get rid of the hand of her boss who was in full night inseparable from her. Whether really tired or just wanting to upset him by oppressing using unwanted things, there are between the two.

The burly hands that were resting on his buttocks began to be removed slowly. How obscene the man, sleep conditions alone had time to find a soft location to reach.

Loralei's sigh of relief began to blow as he managed to get out of Agathias' entanglement. He immediately moved away before the man's hand movement again wanted to reach him.

Loralei got on her tiptoes and ran towards the bathroom because she couldn't bear to have a bowel movement. And that's when Agathias' eyes looked at the back that was getting away, accompanied by a corner of the lips were interested, I don't know what it meant, that the man must have heard all the babbling of his wife.

“Prepare clothes, I want to shower now!” tell Agathias with a thunderous voice. “There's in that bag!” pointed later.

Loralei held onto her chest in surprise. Yes as always, mana can that one man reign smoothly. Maybe the vocal cords will be damaged if they turn soft. That is the mockery in his heart.

“We are not in the forest, do not shout,” pinta Loralei while swinging his legs to find his boss' luggage.

Agathias came down from the bed, revealing a stocky body. He walked up to his wife who was lifting her bag and put it on the table.

“Oh, we're in the room, which means it should be done ...” Agathias suddenly hugged Loralei and the head was right next to the woman's face. “I don't need to continue what was meant, right? You must have known.” He little squeaks his wife's ears when the hands have spread to the upper body.

Loralei quickly took out her clothes and pulled her husband's hand. “Mandi, didn't you say you wanted to take a shower?” Forcing the man to hold several pieces of cloth with a worldwide brand.

To get out of the circle of the heavy hand, Loralei crouched down and shifted his legs until he managed to avoid. The four of them smiled mockingly when they got the flat gaze of Agathias. “It looks like we need to talk about the limits of oppression. This is my apartment, the one who should rule here is me.”