WIDOW IN MY BED

“Adam, it’s me.” From behind the phone, Matt called one of his right hands in Indonesian.

“Boss, everything is done,” reported Adam, the Indonesian man with duty no less important than Javas Nararya. If Javas had been in charge of Matthew’s business, then Adam would have had a hand cleaning up the rats that messed him up.

It’s too early to wake up today, and it’s only six o’clock. Matt hasn’t slept at all after playing with Amanda until dawn. And now the woman is fast asleep from exhaustion.

He made her bones quiver with each passing, turning her skin red.

“I don’t have to praise you because your work must always be done wonderfully,” Matthew said while playing with Amanda’s tangled hair.

“I should have been given a bonus because I have a lot of work, Boss,” said Adam.

Matt and Adam have known each other since school. When Matt moved to California to study there, Adam preferred to be in the army because of his father’s orders.

They meet again after Adam is removed from special forces, chooses to work for Matt, and makes tens of times more money.

“I’ll give you a bonus. How much do you want?” challenged Matthew.

Adam laughed so hard. He knew that his boss was so cocky about money. “As much as the Boss can give me.”

“I’ll give you a lot,” Matt replied, looking at Amanda’s body, which was covered in only half a blanket. Lips, necks, tits and everything that’s on that woman is too sexy. Then, he remembered something he had promised.

“You follow me to Havana. Bring me the stuff I asked for earlier.” Matt ordered.

“Now, I will speak as your friend.” From behind, Adam was ruffling his hair, only able to breathe.

“I, Adam Husain, would rather be given orders to kill people than enter a women’s underwear store.”

Matt chuckles to hear Adam’s voice, which seems to be upset with him.

“In Havana, there are many underwear stores. If you forget, you have a lot of money. You can buy the shop, Boss,” added Adam, feeling frustrated and half amused with the shame of imagining him entering a women’s underwear specialty store.

“The underwear price here is less expensive. I want the La Perla brand and Catherine Gilson lingerie. Buy all the colours this season with lace.” Matt’s knowledge of women’s underwear is more than enough.

Matt likes to wear it to his girlfriends before he plays with them. Like playing Barbie dolls, even though it will eventually be released if you can’t wait, the thousands of dollars worth of lingerie will immediately be ripped out before every woman’s beautiful body kisses it.This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

“Fuck! Your brain is too perverted, Boss.” Adam’s curse was upset.

“You’re my friend, but I’m paying you. Good manners.” Matthew warned Adam. He was kind to all his men. However, he still dislikes it when someone taunts him, curses him, or acts insolently.

“Okay, honourable boss. I will do my duty to buy women’s underwear with all my heart.” Adam turned his eyeball around and didn’t care.

“Smart. Matt couldn’t wait to put it on Amanda’s body. Shit, just thinking about it makes little Matt jumpy.

“Okay… Matt’s way of saying it’s like ordering a burger to be bought.

“Ready, Boss.”

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When Amanda woke up, Matt wasn’t around anymore. The woman doesn’t know how long she sleeps because her body is tired, and it feels like her bones are almost coming off. Amanda thought Matt was a beast for incessantly doing it until this morning.

The man’s stamina was amazing, and his body made it difficult for me to breathe. His body is perfect.

Perfect? Amanda La Howard doesn’t realize she’s crediting a man she’s been refusing desperately. There’s no turning back. She’s got two weeks to finish.

Being that guy’s bitch is a big deal, or maybe Steve would just kill me if he knew. It’s going to be okay, isn’t it? We don’t even know each other’s identities. So, when this is over, we’ll be strangers again.

While Amanda agrees it doesn’t matter. Amanda’s body is her, and she can do anything to her. Permission stays with Amanda, and she’s in control.

It’s funny, this body of his own? Isn’t he still ‘Chris’ wife, even though her husband is having an affair, and they’re getting divorced in a minute?

Amanda wears a bathrobe when the clock next to the bed shows at one o’clock in the afternoon, then tries to walk even though her legs are tired from moving too much.

The woman stepped out of the room and found no one. It looked like the villa was empty. Only a few luxury boxes are placed in the living room, one of which contains a red ruby Hermes series of crocodile Birkin.

Amanda just told me yesterday about the gift, and now it’s granted. Honestly, Amanda’s never been happier. Even Chris, who has been her husband for years, takes time to think a thousand times before buying her such an expensive gift.

Maybe this guy can buy a plane with one blink? Oops, he’s got a boat, he’s got a plane. Or maybe a private island?

Yeah, Amanda’s happy. Happy for the prize, she’ll thank you later. Where exactly did that guy go? Amanda’s just curious, not worried. There’s no way he’s worried. There’s no need to worry about a man who’ll only pass through his life.

Then Amanda peered a little from the window, and Matt’s bodyguard stood guard before Villa. Amanda asked. They said the boss was on business, and they’d escort her if she wanted to hang out.

Amanda finally decided to stay at Villa. Even though she is an adult, she only eats and lies in front of the TV all day while watching the Disney Channel. Waiting for the bathtub to fill up because Amanda hasn’t showered.

Amanda enjoyed her shower session, and her cheeks flushed as she looked at the soft blue lingerie.

Should she wear it? But Matt wasn’t that special until Amanda had to greet him with a lingerie full of lace that was so seductive.

Amanda was supposed to use this holiday as an event to calm her mind, but instead, she was here. Come to think of it, isn’t it even now? Chris hurt her, crushed Amanda senseless, and now she’s laughing like a bitch after begging for sex from Matthew Wallace.

Amanda knew she was wrong. Avenging her husband’s evil deeds by willingly having sex with another man was not right. It was very wrong. However, her choices made Amanda unable to avoid the fact that she liked him, just her touch. It’s like she is addicted.

Matt’s seduction is seductive, not romantic and will-force, but like a sweet poison. The man is dangerous, but somehow Amanda believes him, even if he’s wrong.

Amanda’s eyes, closed at first, suddenly looked at the opened door. The man he had just thought of was standing on the doorstep with two glasses and a bottle of the finest French wine, Cheval Blanc.

The man was bare-chested, galloping towards the bathup. Amanda could hear his footsteps and the soft scent from there. It’s not a cheap perfume. Looks like Earl Grey mixed with cinnamon and mint.

The scent became more pronounced than other seductive parts because now the man was taking off all his clothes.

Matt walks into the bathup, and Amanda can feel his heavy breathing. Two adults, they soak, and they’re naked, and Amanda leaned against Matt’s sturdy field chest. The man clasped her body from behind and groped gently, and their legs overlapped. The atmosphere is very exciting.

Matt wants Amanda, every inch of her body. But the man just wants to soak now.

“Do you want a drink?” Matt asked with a glass of wine in his right hand.

“Yes.” Amanda took the glass and drank the wine slowly.

“Thanks, the wine is good. And your gift is so luxurious. Amanda turned around momentarily to caress Matt’s cheek, kissing him on the corner of her lips.

“I’m glad you like it.” It sounded cool because Matt said it out loud.

“It’s not good to enjoy wine while bathing, but it doesn’t matter if it’s just a little. I’ll take care of you. You want some more?” Matt offered me some more of his wine.

“Yes.” Amanda nodded.

“Are you the alcohol-loving type?” The man was also enjoying wine from another glass and then putting the glass down.

“A little, but I don’t like to get drunk.” Matt’s hand rubbed Amanda’s smooth skin while kissing her neck, making her stop sipping.

“Miss you…” Matt says husky, his voice soft but tired, and he is a little sweet. Amanda’s afraid to misinterpret, maybe this guy’s just horny.

Amanda didn’t want to interfere in her sex partner’s affairs. Still, now she’s agitated by smelling smells other than Earl Grey or mint. A pungent scent, but it doesn’t sting that much. However, after Matt kissed his neck, the scent got stronger.

“Are you shaking?” Amanda’s body became tense, a little more frightened after Matt asked, restless, uneasy. That, uh, stinks of blood.

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