Celina’s POV
My eyes widened. Did he want to bring me there so we could process our divorce? Is he still planning on divorcing me even after what has happened to us already? That photo! That must be the reason why he wanted to pursue it now. My face turned gloomy but I tried not to harden it so he wouldn’t know that I already knew about his plan. He faced me and I clearly saw the shock on his face. I never thought that I would actually hear what he was planning.
“How long have you been there?” he asked. He must have been worried that I had heard about his plan, so I told him,
“I just came in. Why?” Let’s see what you say,
“Nothing,” he replied, and then I noticed my things were out of order, so I asked him. He said that he was packing it for me and I wanted to yell and shout at him, but I changed my mind. I had to make him agree with me not to go to Kenom tomorrow. Just as Susane said, I was sure that he would definitely bring me with him by all means necessary.
Because I knew that he wanted me, I opted to use that to my advantage. I approached him and touched his chest once I came closer. I know what I did to him because it was exactly what he did to me whenever he touched me and me to him just like now.
I bargained with him not to bring me along. I was afraid that we would end up divorcing once we got there and I didn’t want that. For Pete’s sake, I wanted him for myself even if I already knew about him and that woman.
I talked to him tip-toeing so I could reach his lips, but mine just couldn’t touch them, even if he was already looking down at me. Geezz, his effect on me was really good and I want him. I don’t know if I was seducing him or it’s the other way around because, as of that very moment, it was me who wanted him.
“Fu***** seductress..” he said, and I smiled internally because I knew that I had an effect on him too.
“I am not doing anything, I was just asking you not to take me with you,” I replied as I tilted my head a bit trying to make my lips touch his. I held on to his shoulders because I had a feeling that I would end up facing the floor if I was not going to do that.
He could not have controlled himself either and kissed me. That’s what I had been waiting for. I had my arms around his neck as he carried me and circled my legs around his waist. I can feel his hardness poking me and, whether I admit it or not, I want him so much.
I kissed him back as intensely as he did and we were already fueled by sexual desires, so I tried to untie his necktie and unbutton his shirt. Then I felt him stop, which made me look at him, “Pack your things, my Celina. I know what you are trying to do, we will leave for Kenom tomorrow morning.” he said and then kissed me hard before he put me down and left me in the walk-in closet.
My teeth were gritting because he had to leave me like that. I wanted him so much and he left just like that. “Arghh… Jefferson!!!” I screamed,
“Fu** Celina, I need to cool down here so stop screaming my name as though I made you cum already!!” he yelled back and my eyes widened. I looked outside and found the bathroom door was ajar and I could hear the shower running, so I went back inside the walk-in closet and started packing my things.
How can he see through me? Am I really so transparent? Argh.. I always lose to that id**t every time we have an argument. Because of the fact that I couldn’t do anything about it and we would end up going together, I stopped packing and just sat there.
I was surprised when he pulled me up and capped my face with both his hands. I didn’t notice that he was done taking a bath already. “What’s your problem, Celina? Why did you suddenly not want to go?” he asked. Of course, I can’t tell him my reason, so I just said,
“Nothing, I just needed to finish my projects.”
“Why do I have a feeling that you are lying?” he asked,
“Why would I lie to you? What will I gain from lying to you?” I asked continuously.
“You are too defensive.”
“No, I’m not!” I exclaimed, and he sighed. Then he looks at the luggage where I am putting my clothes. His forehead creased and he took one of my clothes.
“Don’t bring this.” he said and set it aside as he went through the others. He started taking out all the revealing clothes that I put there. I was planning on using them to seduce him when we are already there to delay him.
“Bring this instead,” he said, and put on my jeans and blouses. I have nothing against it because I wanted to wear them as well. But why would he do that? “But I want to bring them,” I complained,
“Didn’t I tell you that I would be the one who would choose your clothes to wear when we are going out?” he asked, and continued packing my things.
“Why did you have to ask me to do this when you were the one who would choose my clothes for me? You should have done it yourself!”
“Yeah, my bad. I should have been the one who did this for you,” he replied, and kissed me. I was about to kiss him back when he stopped. Grrr… this man is really making me mad. I couldn’t tell him that I already liked the kiss and he was so annoying to stop exactly when I was about to kiss him back.
“Go out and let me do this.” he said, so I went out of the walk-in closet and sat on our bed while I waited for him to finish. While he was doing it, I started to think of ways to seduce him. Why do sl**s make it appear easy when they are trying to seduce married men like that ex of his?
My mind was all over the plan I was making when we arrived at Kenom. I had to be very alluring, I even forgot how mad I was at him because of that photo and once the divorce failed, I would make him pay for that.
Or shall I refuse to come to him instead? It will be easier because I am not present, so the case will never move. Yes, that’s it! I am not coming with him and that’s final! Whether he likes it or not, I am not coming with him! Never!