Lahat ng Kabanata ng A deal with the CEO: Kabanata 71 - Kabanata 80

Chapter 72Bang!I let out a very loud scream when he pummeled into me. He banged into me harder this time. Tears rolled down my cheek. The pleasure building up was to the extreme. It was like pain mixed with pleasure. It was so intense. I can't even wrap my head around it. I bit down my lips almost drawing out blood to lower my voice. I was seeing stars. Differently. I thought that I would be able to take him but merely looking at it, this is the first time I will ever see a cock so big like this. I used to think that Lucas was the one who had a huge one but now Lucas can't stand beside Aryan. Aryan is well built, such an handsome, captivating man. He looked so attractive and that is why I am trying to protect this marriage. Even though it is fake, I don't want him with other women. I want him alone. To be honest and humble, I want him for myself. I want him to love me but this man had gotten his head wrapped around the rules and regulations. He was trying not to break them but th

Chapter 74After visiting the beach almost half of the day, we put on our clothes and went shopping. This wasn't my first time in Paris at all. I know different shopping malls and I would like us to shop at the most famous one. Using my black card, I could buy anything. I slipped the black card into Aryan's pocket without him knowing. I don't want to be the one paying for the stuff we would buy at the mall. I want people to see and respect him. I don't want anyone to disrespect him. We both stepped out of the car and went straight off to the beauty spa. I want to get my nails and hair done perfectly. Aryan sat down at the one of the sofas provided for the waiting customers. While I was at it, I noticed some ladies flashing their asses at him. How dare they do that? Don't they understand that I am his wife and that he is married? Does he need to write it boldly on his forehead that he is taken? I couldn't focus anymore on what they were doing to my nails. My mind was all with Aryan

Chapter 76We got back to the hotel around seven. Oh shit! It was dark already. Though we still haven't talked to each other since that whole scenario happened. The silence was not what I asked for so it wasn't nice. I don't know what is going on in his mind right now but whatever it is, I will find out. He went to the restroom after pulling off his shoes. I dropped my bag on the dressing table and sat down glancing at the mirror. I looked so exhausted but I was still looking very pretty. I turned around to see all that I had bought so far. Oh jeez! I had so many things to arrange. I will just do them later in the morning. I made sure that he bought somethings too even though he refused at first. He bought some perfumes, designer wears and shoes, five brand new wristwatches. I turned back to the mirror and brought out the cleanser to wipe off my makeup. I don't want it to feel itchy or irritated. Then he came out of the restroom looking with water dripping down his chest and abs. G

Chapter 78Aryan's POVRegret. I was certain I was going to regret this. I mean she was so beautiful. I can't get her off my head. She's been messing with my head. My head, my mind and almost my heart. Remembering how she dressed in that red velvet off shoulder in the morning. It took me some minutes to remind myself that we were fake. We were just acting but that wasn't the case. The case was that she was messing with my head. I could have ripped that red top off her body the moment I saw her put it on. What the heck was she doing to me? She has no idea. "Aryan!" She cried with a hushed whisper. Whimpering, sobbing in between thrusts. Gosh! I decided to slow down thinking I was hurting her. That was not the case. I wasn't hurting her. I pulled out and she fluttered her eyes opened. I flipped her on the bed and did my thing. **I was fiilled with regrets immediately I pulled out of her. I could see her breathing so heavily. She laid on the bed flat and when I couldn't take my ey

Chapter 80 Getting home, I met my wife sitting on the couch wearing a white bathroom robe operating her phone. My wife? Did I just call her my wife? Those two words felt strange and foreign? How could I even call her my wife? I waved these thoughts away from my mind. When she sighted me, she rose to her feet. "Where have you been?" She questioned. I ignored and was about to walk past her. She grabbed my arms. Don't I have the right to go out? Am I a little boy that doesn't know his way around here? Maybe she forgot that I was a street guy before we met. I lived most of my life on the street. "Answer my question, Aryan. Where have you been?" She asked again and I yanked my arm away from her hold. "I was at the bar with Parkinson. What else do you wish to know? I am exhausted. I need to go to bed now." I said and was about to leave when she blocked my way. "You are not going anywhere, Aryan. I am still talking to you."I know now that she is about to cause trouble. Trying to force