Mr. Sargeants
Chapter 45's

"I'm sorry, I can't control myself when I'm around you. After all you also enjoy it is not, your sigh is still ringing in my mind." Reza tried to persuade his wife. Jasmine was still speechless in place with an annoyed face and wanted to vent it to the person lying behind her.

Reza's hand he wore for the pillow lifted. Gently stroking his wife's face, the lazy Jasmine argued only to close her eyes and pretend to be asleep. Reza did not feel his wife's rebellion at all, the man raised his head slightly to peek whether Jasmine had fallen asleep or not. The man only smiled then gently kissed his wife's forehead and carried Jasmine's body into his arms. He drowned his own wife's face into his chest with a little pecking pot on the top of his head.

Reza's phone rang in his pants pocket lying on the floor. Slowly he broke away from Jasmine's embrace and took her phone.

"What's wrong?" reza asked in a flat tone as she walked back to the bed where Jasmine had fallen asleep. The man slowly raised Jasmine's head and made her arm back into his wife's pillow. Jasmine who was actually still awake from her sleep smiled as she received the sweet treatment from her husband. Reza pulled out a blanket to cover the bodies of the two of them still in a position to hold Jasmine.

"Sir where? I'm alone here." protested Sifa for being in residence just like that by Reza.

"Return to the hotel by taxi. Oh right, can you bring my suitcase to the hotel and bring it here? The key is in the bag that I brought earlier is still the same as you, right?"

"Yes sir, where am I sending you?" ask Sifa.

"Mine, where is this?" reza whispered in his wife's ear because he knew Jasmine was still awake.

"Amano home appertments." Jasmine answered, hugging her husband's body tightly.

"Amano home apartment." Reza then hugged Jasmine's body.

"Just this time, travel for my job is like this." Sifa complained in his place.

Reza's phone rang again, Reza again grabbed his phone but Reza had not had time to answer the phone Jasmine immediately seized it. Reza immediately tickled Jasmine's flat stomach which was not wrapped in anything other than that thick white blanket.

"Sister!" someone exclaimed when Jasmine pressed the green-colored icon.

"What's wrong?" reza continued to tickle his wife's stomach.

"Why did you lift my phone so long?! It's been over fifteen calls I called brother but you didn't pick up a single one!" Reza ignored her sister and continued to tickle Jasmine making the girl laugh out loud.

"Reza!" yelling Jasmine then pinched lightly on her husband's stomach.

"Jasmine?" call Lunna behind the phone.

"Yes." said Jasmine. Reza remained unconcerned with his sister and continued to hold his wife's body.

"Had my sister not answered my phone she said you were with her. I just want to say if my shooting schedule starts the day after tomorrow, and it's shooting in Kuala Lumpur for three to four months, can I go?" ask Lunna. Both Jasmine and Reza did not answer Lunna's question leaving Lunna confused.

The girl walked to the balcony and turned on her speaker, but not the answer she heard, Lunna actually heard Jasmine's faint sighing, but the longer it became clear. Lunna quickly turned off the phone.

"Basic perverted couple!"

"Reza stop I'm so tired." Jasmine complains when she knows the direction of her husband's game. Reza smiled and then kissed Jasmine's forehead, his wife's face did look very tired. Reza hugged his wife tightly and tried to lower the turbulent desire in his heart, Jasmine only smiled happily because Reza was more concerned with his presence than a hard object standing upright touching his queen's stomach.

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"I'm sorry this--" Sifa's words hung upon seeing someone standing before her. The same woman who was dragged by her superior was somehow due to what kind of problem.

Jasmine stared at the appearance of her husband's secretary from top to bottom. Such a sexy appearance for a secretary, moreover, her clothes were in harmony with Sifa's curves, a large upper and a dense and full back. Jasmine tries to smile to appreciate Sifa, the thought of the girl wandering in her husband's days just alone with the sexy woman before him.

"I'm sorry, is this not Mr Reza's apartment?" tanya Sifa felt that something was strange.

"I'm sorry you're wrong, the owner of this place is I'm not the person you said I was" said Jasmine then took her husband's suitcase from Sifa's grasp.

"But Reza is my husband" Jasmine said with a smile and walked towards her room no larger than the bathroom in Reza's apartment.

While Sifa was still silent where she stood, the girl stared at the closed apartment door and tried to digest the words of Jasmine who said she was the wife of her superior.

While at this moment Jasmine was walking back to her room with a turbulent fury in her heart. The woman throws Reza's suitcase into her wood closet, leaving Reza instantly awake.

"What's wrong?" reza asked when she saw Jasmine approaching towards him. The woman's eyes stared at Reza very sharply and full of anger. His fingers untied the white bathrobe and exposed his body freely, Reza who saw the innocent body of his wife was wide.

"Why Mine?" reza couldn't stand the sight before her. Reza got out of bed and approached his wife.

When their faces faced each other, Jasmine immediately kissed her husband's lips greedily like her husband****** her lips as usual.

"Tell me, do you have a relationship with your sexy secretary?!"

"Yes, I've touched her many times. Her body was like a palanquin to her, her sexy lips that were able to make my defenses collapse instantly." Reza's words made Jasmine widen her eyes. Reza is now****** his lips back make Jasmine more emotional.

"What do you mean!" Jasmine pushed her husband's body.

"Isn't what I said true? My secretary's body makes me opiate." Jasmine instantly kicked her husband's junior hard for being so upset.

"Fuck!" jasmine snapped when the soles of her feet hit her husband's junior, making Reza instantly grimace in the pain of enduring the profound pain in her little sister.

"What are you doing? I told you what really happened, your body has indeed made me opiate. Did I say the wrong thing because you're also my former secretary" Reza said at length as she endured the pain.

"You're not talking about your secretary?" jasmine asked carefully.

"No, what are you thinking? Yesterday I was talking about my secretary's perfect body as a model."

"Fuck! It's the same you said her body was much more beautiful than mine. Don't expect you to get rations tonight, tomorrow, or the day after." Jasmine kicked Reza's junior back and walked into the bathroom.

"I can still play with my secretary!" peek Reza for Jasmine to hear. While Jasmine now clenched her hand tightly when she heard the husband's screech.

To be continued.