The Wife Of The Underworld Lord Is A CEO - Chapter 86

In the morning, Sara was first to wake up. She looked around and saw a clock at the bedside table; it was only 5 am. She didn’t know why but she always gets up early or can’t sleep. Finally, she was getting enough good sleep the last few days. She was really thankful about it.

She looked towards Michael, who was still fast asleep. She smiled staring at him. He looks so peaceful sleeping like that, Sara thought. She couldn’t stop herself from touching his face.

“Had enough?” Michael asked.

Michael’s sudden question made Sara surprised, she immediately removed her hand from his face.

“Now let me get back some from you.” Michael said, pulling her close to his c.h.e.s.t.

“What?” Sara questioned.

“Let me touch you but not your face.” Michael murmured, slowly touching her t.h.i.g.hs.

“Pervert, stop it.” Sara snapped his fingers away.

“Or here.” Michael said, touching her b.r.e.a.s.ts.

“No, stop.” Sara said removing his hands from her b.r.e.a.s.ts.

“Go away.” Sara pushed him away and ran towards the bathroom.

She closed the door and breathes out air.

“How can he be so shameless?” Sara thought.

“Don’t think about it anymore, Sara.” She said to herself. “He is already crazy bastard.” Sara was trying to convince herself while going inside the shower.

She turned on the shower and washed.  After showering Sara realized she didn’t bring anything with her, not even a towel. She always keep her towel and bathrobe in bathroom but realized now nothing is there.

She wanted to cry out loud. How will she go out now?!  She opened the door a little and tried to take a peek.

“Eh? Michael?” Sara called him in a soft voice.

“What is it honey?” Michael said, leaning near the door.

“Can you give me a towel?” Sara asked nicely.

“Honey, I don’t have towels. You can come out n.a.k.e.d. I promise I will look at your figure.” Michael answered her with a smirk.

“PERVERT!!” Sara closed the door with a loud bang.

“You can have my white shirt.” Michael offered from outside while smiling.

Sara doesn’t know how to respond to his reply but- “Fine, give me.” She finally said. It’s better to wear a shirt than nothing she contemplated.

Michael gave a victorious smirk. “Here.” Michael said giving her the shirt.

“Hmph.” She took the shirt and closed the door to his face.

Sara looked at herself wearing his shirt, it was somehow hiding her mid t.h.i.g.hs. She placed it on and became angry with Michael.

“Bastard, pervert, psycho.” Sara scolded him in every way she can.

She finally opened the door and saw Michael standing in front.

Michael was awestruck by her beauty. Her beauty can’t be explained in words. Her fair skin, her long slender legs, her hair. Nothing was wrong, everything about her is perfect. She was like a porcelain doll. Michael’s morality was going down.

Sara saw his thing, and shouted, “Pervert!” while closing her eyes.

Hearing her shout, Michael went closer to her, “Honey you have already seen it.” Michael said pulling her close to him.

Sara could feel it, she blushed more and more. She looked like a tomato.  She tried to get out from his embrace but he was not ready to let her leave like that.

“Leave me.” Sara said.

“No.” Michael replied carrying her up to the bed.

“Michael stop it. I am already late.” Sara tried to make excuses.

“For what? It’s only 5:30.” Michael replied then pinned her down on the bed.

“I have a go to Anna’s house, she has a flight for America today. Michael, please let me go.” Sara begged.

Michael sighed. It looked like his d.e.s.i.r.e can’t be completed right now. “Fine.” Michael reluctantly said, slightly irritated, he went towards the bathroom and closed the door without looking back.

Sara sighed in relief, she tried to find her clothes so that she could get out of there immediately.

But she didn’t find it even after trying to find them everywhere.

“Erm, Michael?” Sara knocked at the bathroom door.

“What?” Michael asked opening the door, he was only wearing a towel around his waist and was drying his hair with another towel.

“Where are my clothes?” Sara questioned him trying to concentrate on her words and not on Michael’s body.

“I threw it away.” Michael said walking past her.

“What? You threw it away? What will I wear now?” Sara said in anger.

“That’s not my problem.” Michael retorted back at her.

“You crazy bastard! I can wear the outfit for more than a month. Why do you have to throw it away? What’s your problem with my clothes?!” Sara screamed at him question after question.

“You can buy a new ones. What? You can’t? You gave my right hand man ten million for my past and you can’t even buy a new dress? Don’t worry if you can’t, I will buy one.” Michael said.

Sara was dumbstruck, “How…do..yo…u know about it?” Sara nervously replied.

“I can check my phone. I have already installed a software that saves deleted data.” Michael said moving closer to her.

“When did you know about it?” Sara asked.

“When Andrew called me back.” Michael replied to her casually.

“Why did you not say anything all this time?” Sara was curious about it.

Michael chuckled softly hearing her, “Because I don’t want to.” He answered her while hearing a knock at the door.

“Stay here.” Michael said while wearing a bathrobe so that he could open the door.

Sara was confused but didn’t say anything.

Michael opened the door and saw Jennie,

“Good morning boss, sorry to disturb your sleep. I have brought the things you told me to get yesterday.” Jennie bowed and gave him the bags.

“Okay, good. You can go.” Michael said and took the bags from her.

“Yes sir, have a good day.” Jennie replied bowing down then left.

Michael closed the door and went towards Sara, “Here.” He reached out his hands and gave the bags to Sara.

“What are these?” Sara asked.

“Check it yourself.” Michael said.

Sara looked inside the bags. She pulled out a grey dress. It was beautiful and it had lace all over it.

The work that was given on the dress was very detailed.  She was looking at it carefully, she got awestruck.

“Wow, it’s beautiful.” Sara said.

“Wait.” Michael stopped her then took the dress from Sara.