Chapter 7 Dinner Date

He slept after working, and when he could, he went to her room at 5 in the morning and lay down beside her, hugging her from behind. She just smells good. Her hair was fragrant, and she was not feverish anymore. She is already at her normal temperature, yet she's still sleeping. His watch was beeping, and he had woken up and was trying to reach something on the bed, and when he sat up, she was already in the chair beside her queen bed, frowning at him. "Good morning, darling." He smiles seductively, crawls onto the bed, and reaches for her lips, but before he even reaches her lips, she pushes him. "Wake up on the wrong bed, sweetheart?" He still reaches the armchair, pulls it closer to the bed, and kisses her lips. It was warm and sweet. "We will be soon engaged." She reached her tablet and she played something. It says: I don't want to f-ck with you. I don't want to marry you. So get the hell out of my life. He only laughs and pulls her to bed. "Just stay on the bed and take care while your husband is going to wo,,rk so I can spoil you." She was surprised by what he did and she lay down, still staring at him. He caressed her hair and kissed her lips and was about to do more than pressing his lips to hers when she pushed him and was about to kick him, but he caught her ankle. He kisses her bare ankle and calves. He spread her legs and cornered her. In that position, she didn't move and just stared at him. His phone is ringing. He was ready to tease her. But teasing her is like teasing a fire. She cock her head on the ringing phone. He reached it and answered it in that position. "Hmm?" "Sir, I would like to remind you about the meeting at 8." "Hmm." He hung up and checked his time. He got one hour and thirty minutes. He looked down at the woman under him. She looks so adorable, like a doll. "I'll have dinner with you later." She rolled her eyes. He bent down and kissed her lips. He went to the meeting two minutes late. But everyone is surprised that he's in ga ood mood. Maybe it was the sleep and the good teasing this morning. His dark circles lessen and he looks blooming than his whole life. He asked for a coffee and sat in his chair. "Good day, everyone." It was his first time greeting them, and they smiled and greeted him. They started their presentation, and everyone was in a good mood. He frowned at a few proposals and reviewed them. He told them to revise it in a day. He usually tells them to revise it in two hours, but now, he's giving them one day. They adjourned earlier than they expected, and he went to his office. He called Ethan, and he answered after a few rings. "Hey, what's her favorite dinner? I'm bringing her to one of the restaurants here in the city." She likes vegetables for dinner. Steak and wine would be good." Ethan also gave specific wine that she liked, and then after the call, he texted her about their dinner and that he would pick her up. Wife: I have my car. He scoffed and chuckled. Didn't expect her to answer so boldly. Okay, he admits it. He was rich, but the Alvarez family is not as rich as him. But it seemed this woman was more interesting. Going out late at night, in the rain, using her motorbike. He will surely know what her secret is soon. Hubby: Okay, suit yourself. I'll be there at seven. He went to visit the sites for two hours and then left and visit another, as the manager reported to him about the upgrades around for the newest designs of the motors. He kept glancing at his wrist watch, and it was already five, so he faced the manager. "What's your overall report? In 2 minutes." The manager tensed up, and sweat dripped from his forehead. He started babbling about the report, and as a strict President, he immediately understood it all, and he turned back, dismissing them. He doesn't want to get caught in traffic and be late for his first dinner with her. He frowned at the long traffic back to the city, and he texted her. It takes five minutes for her to reply to his message. Hubby: Sweet, don't forget our dinner tonight. (After five minutes) Wife: If I am late, you are free to search for your next fiancée. He smirked at her response. Instead of getting annoyed. He was surprisingly relieved, though the traffic had made him burst out a while ago. Hubby: Oh, dear. How could I search for my next fiancée when all I want is you? He likes teasing her like this. Somehow, through text, either was lying—he was hearing her voice in his head, but he couldn't remember what it sounded like or how unique her voice was. But how she sent messages wasn't always monotonous. Reading it sounds sexy. What if she said it with her mouth and voice? After what seemed like five minutes again, she answered. Wife: I don't know your game, asshole, but I will play along. Hubby: Good to know, wifey. He finally reached the restaurant at exactly 7 o'clock, and he told the chef that since the restaurant is under his corporation, he is sitting with the best view from the second floor. He waited patiently since women have to take a lot of time on their makeup. A white 2018 Lexus LC is in front of the restaurant. She got out of the car wearing a burgundy dress. Too much skin showing, and instead of other heels, she's wearing stiletto ankle boots. A man in a black suit, quite familiar to hi, approached her, and she tossed the key to him, and he even made a secret handshake with her. He will note that man. He was still looking at the man who took away her Lexus sports car. Until he didn't notice that she was already walking to him. He stood and smiled at her simple beauty. She's only wearing lipstick and nothing else. He greeted her, grabbed her small waist, and kissed her lips. She pushes his chest. "Are you mad, sweetheart?" He pulled a chair for her and she sat down gracefully. The waiter came up with a bottle of wine. "I asked the Chef to make your special dinner." She opened her iPad and showed him what she wanted to say. "NO Poison." "Of course. I'll taste it first before you eat it." He took the glass of wine and smelled it. "Ethan said that you like this wine, so I ordered it for you." She raised the iPod again. "You are noisy." He chuckled, amused by her cold face, and it shows in her writings. He leaned closer to her. "My dear, I should be noisy since you don't talk. If you'll only speak, I'll let you nag at me all day than never." She writes on her iPad. "I thought you didn't like noisy women?" He chuckled again and reached for her curled hair. "I do. But you are an exception." "Because I'm mute?" She doesn't like writing shortcuts, that's what he observed. "Yes and no." She rolled her eyes and put down the iPod. "So, what do you have in mind about our engagement party?" She shrugged. Then write on her iPod. "I plan on ditching you." He laughed again and leaned on his seat. He started talking about a few plans and let his mother arrange for the engagement party. Tomorrow, they will have a family dinner. Both parties had decided it, and she just listened to him lazily. Then, after he pauses, she writes on her tablet. "Noisy." "Sweetheart, I have to speak at least." She wasn't offended at all. Their food came up, and he started slicing the beef and then switched it with him since he ordered the same as hers. She poured the sauce on the meat and took the fork and the little bits, and put them in her mouth. She didn't know that he was watching her, and somehow, it did something under his pants. Damn, buddy, you have to think with my brain not to think of yourself. We will just wait a little more, and we'll both have her in our bed. She surely wouldn't resist both of us. He said it through his thoughts while slicing the beef. He reach her mouth and wipe the corner of her lips with his thumb and suck it. Then he continued eating. She was, of course, surprised by what he did and then just ignored him. "Did you have a good rest today?" She nodded while chewing carefully. "Good. In two weeks, I'll show you different types of villas that are convenient for our work. Then we will live there after we are married." Swritesite on her tablet. "I never agreed to marry," She said while scribbling on her tablet. "Everything is settled, this is an arranged marriage, so be it." She got a cold eye on him. And show him her tablet screen. "I'll torture you until you run off." He chuckled and looked at her adorable face, though it might look too sinister to others. She looks like really going to kill someone and threatening someone for real. "I'll let you torture me on our bed. Should I buy kinky handcuffs or vibrators?" brings the beef to his mouth and grins at her. She put down her tablet calmly. "I still remember our first night in New York. It was a cold night, and I had drunk a little. You were so seductive that night." She seemed to stop. She scribbles on her iPod and shows it to him. "You f-ck me two times that night. I should've killed you with my bare hands. If I wasn't being nice." She's blonde,unt, and he is loving it more.