Shades Of Mr.billionaire - Chapter 272
That’s why I run at the start of the countdown. I know what he’s capable of when he gets his hands on me.
His head comes back down, his eyes scanning my face.
“Well, Mr Husband. Given how much love we have, I’d say you’re the majority shareholder of power in this marriage. Am I right?” I ask.
I grin when he starts with the laughing again.
It’s a wonderful sight, the faint lines fanning his eyes, making his eyes sparkle.
“Baby, we will never have enough love,” he counters.
“That makes you a very powerful husband then,” I sad.
“Oh, God.” He sweeps my hair away from my face and cups my cheeks.
“I love you so f.u.c.k.i.n.g much. Kiss me now,” He demands.
“Feeling weak?” I smirking.
He leans in.
“Yes, I am, lady boss,” His lips brush gently over mine and I indulge him, handing him the control he craves, letting his tongue saturate my senses as he hums into my mouth and draws all of the power from me.
“Better?” I ask around his lips.
“Much. Come on, my lady boss, we have a date,” He places me on my feet before turning the music off and scooping my clutch from the floor.
“Ready?”
“Oh, wait let me show you the message,” I take my bag and retrieve my phone.
Gosh! I had almost forgotten about that.
“What message?” he asks on a frown.
He has too.
“The one sent from Assistant Yu phone,” I scroll through my phone, my heart beating nervously.
This is it. This is the moment I get this off my chest. I have it plain and clear, so he can’t possibly argue with it. Assistant Yu wouldn’t do this.
“Here,” I hold my phone up to him and he takes it.
His frown line creeps across his brow as he reads the message, a thoughtful look plaguing his expression. His eyes flick to mine and back to the screen. He’s thinking about this.
After what seems like forever, with me tense and him staring at the screen, he starts nodding mildly.
“I’ll be dealing with this.,” He tosses my phone on the counter.
And he doesn’t look very happy at all. I sag a little in relief. I think I almost expected him to defend her or say that it must have been someone else, but who else would do that? I don’t need to say anything more.
Now he knows, and I’m so relieved.
My phone starts singing and I scoop it up from the counter, seeing Miss Yi name flashing up on the screen. I let out a tired sigh and reject the call.
She’ll soon call the office and find out that I’m off work today.
“Who’s that?” he asks.
“A new client. Pain in the arse new client,” I state annoyingly.
He takes my phone and slides it back on the worktop, then pulls me into his chest.
“No work today. Are you ready for our date?” He asks.
I nod into his chest.
“Yes,” I answer excitedly.
His lips press into the top of my head and he releases me, holding his arm out in a very gentlemanly manner. I smile, threading my arm through his. He winks and leads me out of the penthouse and to the elevator.
Everywhere I look, I can see him in all of his beauty, and I with my hand slipped under his suit jacket.
He glances down at me out the corner of his eye.
“When you going to apology, love? he says in a low, quiet voice.
“Huh? When did I owe you an apology?” I ask in confusion.
“Long time, “He returns his eyes forward, and I find them in the reflection of the doors.
“Huh?” I quickly scan my mind for anything he might be referring to, and I couldn’t come up with anything.
But he has been quite reasonable, so what kind of apology that I owe him?
“Babe. You owe me an apology for making me wait too damn long for you,” His face is completely straight and his words full of meaning.
Aigoo…I smile and tuck myself into his side. Feng Teng mind is far from what I’ve expected.
But I’ve not had to wait very long for him at all because I was blissfully unaware and going through the motions of any normal young woman.
When the elevator door opens and his arm dr.a.p.es gently around my shoulder as we walk through the foyer of the building. We emerge into the cool, evening air and Feng Teng starts the car engine.
I open my bag to retrieve my phone, but after a little rummage, I realise.
“Feng Teng, I think I to bring my phone,” I said apologetically.
He makes a long, exaggerated point of my clumsiness.
“Go now or we’ll be late for dinner,” He passes the keys.
“Thanks, love, I’ll be quick,” I race off, back into the building and when I see Mi Ke, I throw a frown at him ignores me, and press the code for the elevator.
I wait impatiently for it to return to base before I jump in. When I exit before the doors have completely opened and shoved the key in the door, leaving it in the lock as I run into the kitchen. I skid to a halt on a shocked gasp when I see two people sat on kitchen stools, both looking very menacing.
OH MY GOD!
“What…how…when…” I stammer and stutter all over the place.
Where did they come from?
“Hello,” my mom answer, short and sharp.
My Dad just sits there shaking his head. I can’t work out if she’s mad or not and I want to dive on them both and squeeze the life out of them, I’ve not seen them for weeks and here they are, but I can’t gauge their moods.
“How did you get in here?” I manage to get a full sentence out.
“Oh, didn’t you know?” Your father is a retired cat burglar.
Both of my mom and dad sits there looking all disapproving and moody.
“Mom?” I frown.
She sighs and stands.
“BEI WEI LIN! Come get you backside over here and hug your mother,” She holds her arms out to me.
I burst into tears.
“I knew my daughter would do that!” My Dad grumbles.
“Shut up,” She gestures with her arms again and I walk straight into them, sobbing like a child and wincing slightly as she rubs my back warmly.
“Oh, my little one. What are you crying for? Stop it, you’re setting me off,” My father said.
“I’m so pleased to see you,” I blubber into my grey blazer and hear my father huffing his displeasure at the two women in his life bawling and snivelling.
He’s never been one for showing his emotions, finding any sort of affection highly uncomfortable.
“Xiao Wei, you are my daughter and couldn’t avoid us forever, even if we are miles away. Let me look at you,” She pulls me away from her body and wipes my tears away.