Oscar closed the car door, then he immediately took over the wheel, while Ivan and the three bodyguards of the Stonevrustarios family were in the back car.
Srak!
Kleiner pried open Vyschella's clothes until the top was torn off and revealed her beautiful mound.
"Ahh! Whーwhat are you doing, Kley?"
"You think?!"
Kleiner didn't care if there was anyone else besides the two of them. He couldn't help but avenge his heartache when he saw Vyschella making out with one of the children of the William family just now.
Kleiner laid Vyschella's head on her thigh and without delaying any more time he pressed his lips on Vyschella's lips.
"Hmmpphh ...."
Kleiner crushed his wife's tiny lips without giving the wife pause to take a breath. His left hand held her woman's waist tightly, and then the other hand wandered around the beautiful mound that had been making him excited.
"Ohhh!"
Vyschella pushed Kleiner's shoulder and immediately took a breath of air to let her breathing return to stability.
"Can't we do it at home?"
Kleiner wasn't concerned about the wife's question. He continued to move on quickly.
"Ummpphh ...."
The number one richest man in the United Kingdom also traced every inch of Vyschella's neck skin until a sighing sound rang from the mouths of the two.
"Mmmphh ...."
"Mmmphh ...."
Oscar occasionally glanced at the activities behind the car, with his heart ups and downs as if he was playing a rollercoaster in an amusement park.
"Don't look back! Focus on driving, Oscar!"
Kleiner opened his suit jacket and then covered his wife's upper body so that Oscar could not see Vyschella's beautiful body.
Gluk!
Oscar swallowed his saliva with great difficulty. He immediately looked back at the street in front of him.
"Forgive me, Sir."
Oscar rubbed his sweat. His right index finger tried to press the car's audio to find a song so that his sense of hearing would not be disturbed by the noises made by the two people sitting in the back of the car.
I wanna make you holler. Imagine us together. Don't be afraid to play my game.
There are songs from popular female bands in the United KingdomーSpice Girlsーwhich became one of the Oscars' favourite songs. The man also followed the lyrics of the songーHollerーwhich was popular in his day, while still focusing on driving.
"Mmmphh ...."
Kleiner released his hot peck from Vyschella's lips. He looked up his head looking at the assistant.
"Oscar, play the Spice Girls' song 2 become 1 to accompany me and Miss!"
'Huh! What the fuck is this Mr. Kley?! Can't see I'm happy in the slightest,' the assistant's inner self.
"Now, Oscar!"
The man then nodded after Kleiner reprimanded him, pursing his lips.
"Yes, Sir."
Oscar immediately searched for the song that his young master wanted. After hearing the opening music of the song, Kleiner smiled and then grabbed Vyschella's body again.
"Yes, this song is indeed romantic, Sir, it's very suitable for you and Miss Cyra."
**
"Master, we're here."
Oscar told his master. Kleiner was silent. He looked at his sleeping wife, rubbing her head gently.
"Yes, I know. Open the car door!"
"Are you going to hold, Miss?"
"Exactly."
'Didn't you deny loving your surrogate wife, Sir? Then, why don't you want to wake up, Miss Cia?' Oscar asked silently as he smiled.
"Please, Sir. Be careful, Miss's head!"
Kleiner took a fierce look at his assistant and said, "Shut up your mouth! That tight voice of yours will wake her up."
Spontaneously, Oscar also pressed his lips together after getting a bluff from the master.
The long journey from London to Birmingham was tiring for Vyschella. Not only that, but the tense situation also made her body quickly weaken.
Kleiner took Vyschella towards the room of the two of them with cautious steps. But it seems, something happened.
"Oh!"
Kleiner frowned, enduring the pain in her hand.
"Are you all right, Sir?"
Oscar walked in front of Kleiner. He was about to open the door of the main bedroom of the Kleiner and Vyschella couple.
Kleiner stepped foot into his bedroom. He laid Vyschella's body and then enveloped her.
"What's the matter, Sir?"
"Can you go out now?!"
"Okay, Sir. I'll be at the door of your room."
**
Kleiner opened his clothes while walking towards the sink. He washed his face, and then gently licked his aching hand.
"What a tiring day! It's not tired from piled up work, but tired of seeing her with other men."
Kleiner also moved to the edge of the bed. The man did not lie beside Vyschella, but instead undressed his wife.
"Which normal man would stand seeing your beautiful body, Cia! And, I won't let other men approach you, even touch you again!"
Kleiner pecked slowly at his wife's forehead. He let Vyschella sleep shirtless like himself.
"Hmmpphh, when you wake up later, you'll be confused looking at your condition, Cia!"
Kleiner smiled with satisfaction. He saw the upper body of his wife, who was not covered by anything. And of course, it was able to arouse her man's desires.
"Shit!"
Kleiner lay beside Vyschella. He hugged the woman's flat belly from behind until finally, his two eyes were perfectly tight.
**
The wall clock work in Kleiner's bedroom showed seven o'clock in the evening local time. Warm temperatures in the city of Birmingham this September ranged from 62.6 degrees Fahrenheit (ca. 17 °C).
Vyschella sighed softly as Kleiner's hand touched her beautiful mound that was not covered by a single thread.
"Ughh!"
Vyschella opened her eyes and saw a hand sticking out hugging her belly, while her flexible eyelashes touched Kleiner's other hand that served as a cushion for her head.
"You're up?"
Kleiner's voice resuscitated Vyschella from the drowsiness that was still attacking her. She rounded both eyes and gasped as Kleiner fingered her sensitive area.
"Ohh!"
Vyschella tried to get up, but Kleiner blocked her intentions.
"Where are you going?"
Kleiner hugged Vyschella's body tightly. He will not let this woman escape his grasp.
"I wanna go to ...."
"Aren't you going to pay the debt with your body? Are you going to deny it?"
"Oh, no!"
Vyschella held Kleiner's hand, still grumbling over her sensitive twin parts.
"I wanna ...."
Kleiner tried to be patient with his wife's childish behaviour. He waited for Vyschella's explanation of the annoying thing this afternoon. Because to be honest, various questions came one after another as if he were going to die with a question that he didn't find the answer to.
"What?! You're going to have an affair again in front of both my eyes?! Huh?!"
"Kley, you misunderstood me!"
Kleiner turned Vyschella's head to face himself. This time, he will not give mercy to his wife.
"Mmmphh ...."
Kleiner pecked Vyschella's sweet lips without caring if the woman was enduring pain in her stomach.
"Why don't you reply to me, CiーCyra?"
Again, Kleiner almost called her by the woman's real name. He saw Vyschella frowning and raised both eyebrows at the same time.
"My stomach's sick."
"Ughh?! I told you, don't play around with me, CiーCyra!"
'Damn! I've always been on the verge of saying her real name!' Kleiner exclaimed silently in his heart.
"When did you last fill your stomach?"
Vyschella shook her head. She doesn't even remember the last time she ate.
"You?! You don't even care about yourself! Then, how are you going to care about me and my son?! Huh?!"
Vyschella clutched her stomach as she winced in pain.
"Ouch!"
Kleiner woke up with an anxious look on his face. He didn't know what to do but resist his urge to his wife.
"What's this?!"
Kleiner's attention was solved when he saw the red stains on the bedsheets.