His Purpose
64. Incursions

"How are you?" ask Jordian.

They are currently in one of the restaurants in the Mall.

"Good news. You alone? Still at the MotoGP Club?"

Jordian smiled, "That's the reason I'm here. And, yes ...my news is also good, never even this good," he said before sipping a drink.

Maria did the same, she nodded in response to Jordian's statement.

Then the man asked again, "You ... are married?"

Maria follows Jordian's line of sight on her ring finger. He smiled in response. "Yes. Didn't I invite you too?"

Jordian smiled slightly, "I was very busy then, so couldn't come. Sorry."

Maria shook her head, "What's wrong. I can understand."

It is likely that Jordian knew he was married to Gabriel. Does he have to explain the truth? It doesn't seem important.

Jordian's gaze turned to Laura, Jill and Dean sitting at separate tables. His forehead creased faintly, "Is your husband that protective?"

"Yes?" Maria blinked, then grimaced to realize what the man was thinking.

Of course Gabriel never overdoes like this. Gibran is the most possessive man he has ever known. Damn the man was her husband. And Mary began to like her impromptu husband.

"Ah, that ..he's just worried about me." That's all Maria can say.

There's no way Maria said that her husband was a little crazy and abnormal, right?

"Oh ... Are you here on vacation? Honeymoon?"

Maria almost choked on hearing the question. A honeymoon? Can you say this is a honeymoon?

He cleared his throat, "Eem ... Yep. That's it, hehe."

Oh, my God, since when did he become happy to lie. Why did Mary do it? I don't know. But, Mary felt she had to protect Gibran's image in front of others.

Jordian nodded, "That's what it looks like." He mumbled slowly.

"But why don't I see your husband? Why are you with the servants and guards?"

When Mary was stunned, she seemed to die a flea, not knowing what to answer.

"Ah ... is that? That was .. My in-laws called, he said there was a moment's business. Hehe."

Terrific Maria. You're getting smarter about finding excuses.

"Oh ..." Jordian gave a nod of understanding.

Maria turned to open another more flowing conversation. For a long time they chatted and discussed various things during college. Not infrequently the two also laugh in response to each other's humor. A lot of things were annoying in the past but sound funny when told. One of them was their first meeting on campus.

Jordian was a friend of the Marian army, but they were in different faculties.

The conversation is split by Jordian's cell phone ringing. The man momentarily lifted her up while occasionally staring at Maria.

"Oh, okay. I'm going there now."

"Yes. Thank you." Thank you."

The man ended the call and focused on Maria.

"It's a pity that I have to leave now" he said a little regretfully.

"What ... can we meet again? How long have you been here?"

Maria raised an eyebrow. He was about to answer for a week, but his mouth was held back by a single thought. It would be inappropriate if he met outside now with Jordian.

He's already married. Of course, he must maintain his dignity and dignity as a wife. It is not good if he meets other men too often, especially deliberate. Even if it was his friend once.

Moreover, Maria knew Jordian had liked her first. Either still or not. But what he heard was that the man was found several times dating a number of women. The news had graced the first order of online media.

"That's .. I don't know." Maria scratched her cheeks badly. "My husband and I are planning to visit several places. Hehe."

"Is that? Too bad."

"Oh, yes, please."

"You still want to be here?"

"Yes. There's some stuff I want to buy."

"so. Okay, see you."

Maria returned Jordian's smile and wave. The man walked away and disappeared at the exit.

The next instant Laura ran over to Maria. The girl's voice was not as cheerful as usual.

"Why?" ask Mary astonished.

"Either. I just don't like the guy" Laura replied as he was.

Maria frowned. "Why is that?"

"Not knowing."

"Hey, he's a racer friend I mean."

Laura kept her face bent. Jill and Dean approach, reminding Maria that they must return soon.

Maria arrived at the hotel at exactly four in the afternoon for a few minutes. At that time the room was still empty, a sign that Gibran had not returned from his job.

Maria brought nothing. All the groceries he put in Laura's room, because it was all for the servants.

Mary throws the bag and throws the body on the bed. His eyes blinked looking at the ceiling of the room. He breathed and got up to stretch his neck. Looks like Maria should take a shower right now.

He rushed into the bathroom and took off his clothes. Flush his body under the shower while closed enjoying the freshness.

Maria started rubbing her body with soap. He was lazy to soak and wanted to quickly finish and lay on the bed.

However, that intention foundered when suddenly only a pair of arms coiled around his stomach. Maria was stunned to feel someone standing at the back, patting her body while giving a sensual touch that instantly made Maria float.

"K-Bugfur ..."

Mary could not hold back the sighs as Gibran's hand rose to squeeze her chest. The man lowered his head to his neck with a sip.

"When are you home?" Maria's breath began to gasp. Moreover, he knows Gibran is equally innocent without a piece of clothing.

Maria could feel Gibran's tension behind her.

"Barusan," Gibran replied, pulling Mary's chin to look at him.

Before long Gibran immediately scooped Mary's lips and pulled her in a hot struggle. Maria had to hold on to Gibran's biceps to return the kiss.

The sound of decapitation fills every corner of the bathroom. Mary groaned, moaned, and sighed in response to Gibran's every touch.

The water seemed to add an erotic atmosphere between the two. The cold temperature was not even able to quench the burning passion at every stifled friction.

Gibran pushed Maria against the wall, pulled her waist slightly back, then ...

"Oh!" Mary was stunned when Gibran entered her from behind.

The man shoved at once his own filled Mary, his mouth opened releasing****** a sigh of relief, while his eyes closed enjoying the throbbing of their union.

"Enh ..."

Gibran began to move and again showered Mary with a kiss. His hands did not stop teasing Maria's body through touch and squeeze.

That afternoon, the distinctive sound of romance filled the tempestuous silence.

Contrary to the rooms in a hotel far away from them, a group of people dressed in black kicked a man who was about to enter his unit.

The man slumped through the doorway and hit the floor hard. His frown rubbed his nose which was bleeding. "What the fuck," he sizzled slowly.

That man is none other than Jordian. Jordian looked up and prepared to counterattack, but his movements were losing fast to the men, so he could not dodge when they began to gang up on him blindly.

From the doorway, Nick grinned with a snort. Then he left and let his men take care of the boy.