President Tony, Let's Perfect Our Marriage のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 40

"Be truthful Ike, you are smitten," Tony teased Isaac. No one knew Isaac better than him.Isaac froze slightly. He hadn't understood his feelings towards Tanya. He only felt that he wanted her close to him at all times. Right now, he couldn't say that he was in love with her. "We are just getting to know each other but I kinda like her. Anyway, why the interrogation? Didn't you tell me to settle down and be responsible?""So how did you meet her? A per-chance visit to your mansion with Abigail?" Tony's suspicion was lucid. Since Abigail was working in his mansion, she must have taken Tanya there.Isaac furrowed his brows, "what are you implying? I had no idea they were friends.""I hope you won't treat her like your whores," Tony chuckled."Oh look at the pot calling the kettle black. I'm nothing like you. You can't compare how I treat her to how you treated your wife back then." Tonys' face fell. He couldn't forgive himself for those times but now

A few minutes later, the desktop phone at the reception began to ring. Tanya was startled, suddenly perceiving it to be a client. Evangeline had said in passing that she would be responsible for clients while she takes care of the CEO. Without any training, she tried to imitate a few receptionists she had seen. Her hand shook slightly as she picked up the phone, rehearsing the lines 'Great Investments Limited. My name is Tanya White, how may I help you?' In her mind.By the time the phone reached her ear, a deep masculine voice calmly said, "Tanya, to my office." It was Isaac. She didn't get the chance to respond when she heard a beeping sound. Oddly, she felt unsettled. Why did Evangeline leave just like that? She approached the door not too hastily and not too slowly. Her pace was naturally smooth. It was strange that her heart thumped when she reached the door. With a little hesitation, her finger curled and a knock sounded on the door. After a ca

Shopping, in Tanyas' opinion, was simple but shopping with Isaac was totally different. While Tanya walked around picking a few groceries, Isaac would as much as add double whatever she picked, including the things he thought she needed. Tanya never resisted, thinking that Isaac was picking the extra items for himself. When she reached the shelve displaying loads of her moms' favourite cereal, Weetabix, it was too high and instead of asking for help, she just stretched herself, standing on her little toes to pick the item when, unfortunately, she lost her balance. Isaac was merely picking extras of the last item she picked when he realized that something wasn't right. Before Tanyas' body touched the ground, she was held in strong firm arms. She froze at the feel of large arms around her, helping her to steady herself.The hands didn't immediately release her after she gained her balance, her neck went backwards and her eyes peered into his blue eyes

Isaac had left ten minutes ago, leaving the girls in his office. He drove furiously and arrived at his familys' old manor in thirty minutes instead of the usual one hour. He was angered to the core. He barged into the living room huffing like he ran a marathon. His father was sitting on the sofa relaxed while his mother flung herself around him, cupping his cheeks in the palm of her hands. Since she was shorter than him, she lifted her head to meet his eyes and his gaze softened. Isaac had been mad because his father called him to meet the woman he had arranged for him. "Isaac, I missed you so much. Will you avoid me also just because you have a feud with your dad?" The womans' eyes were red from tears and looking closely, she was looking older. Isaac was moved with compassion, hugging the woman tightly. "It's not like that mum, I just want the opportunity to pick my own bride. I don't want anyone to decide for me." "But when? These arms are growing weak. When would I hold my grandc

Abigail felt warm moisture on her lips. She closed her eyes, lost in their calmness. She allowed her lips to be dominated sensually. When Tony pulled away, he dialled a number on his phone. "Mr Hawk, when does the meeting with the planning committee start?"Tomorrow at 3 pm," came the prompt response from the end of the line."My wife will be there." Abigails' heart tingled. He agreed. She was beyond excited, she threw her arms around his neck, capturing his lips hungrily."Thank you, President Tony." Tony didn't respond and hung up. His mouth was full. He deepened the kiss, his hands caressing every inch of her body, pulling away her clothes with haste without breaking from the kiss, while she pulled his clothes away. Soon with their clothes lying pitiably on the floor and clung to each other, he plunged his cock into the tight wet walls of the woman on top of him. The whimpers, moans and growls became music to their ears before their bodies, sweat