Celina’s POV
The whole time, Jefferson and I were together. He wanted to talk to me and clear things between us and know why I was angry at him in the past two days. He may already know that I couldn’t get mad at him that long because he couldn’t make my knees melt with his touch.
He introduced me to his employees and I had to hold myself up because of the excitement when he told them that I was his wife. I mean, all I know is that we are here to divorce, so why would he introduce me to them that way? That and his reaction yesterday. He looks happy and really a husband who adores his wife.
I was motivated to do the golf course design because of that. When he asked me about it and we casually talked about it, I felt like he was really my husband. The one who was one with me. It was actually a country club and a golf course in one and I gave my all to the designs. Every detail of it was planned and I saw to it that I didn’t waste any space.
I know that he would like to have his business there, so I did all the villas and amenities designed according to the shape of the land where they will be built. The casino theme was different from all of his casino business because, just as I’d told him, I didn’t want Mr. Sunji to think that we are taking all the favors and opportunities.
“Do you want to go out?” Jefferson asked. We were done with the tour and had nothing to do after, so I agreed. I had to freshen up and use the restroom, so he waited for me at reception.
Jefferson was still at the reception and constantly tapping his fingers as though he was getting impatient for me to come out. I was all smiles as I approached him but a voice stopped me from doing so, “You are really here!” the woman said,
She was the same woman who was on his lap in the picture that was sent to me in my email. My face darkens and I see Jefferson’s forehead creased. Maybe he was thinking about what she was doing there. The divorce conversation suddenly popped into mind, so I was about to turn around and leave, but the woman almost ran to him.
I saw how she kissed him and it was clear that he didn’t like it because he pushed her instantly, and that’s when he noticed me, “I didn’t kiss her,” he said defensively. I know that though. I looked at the woman, she was looking at me as well, and then I looked at Jefferson, ‘There’s no way that I am going to give my husband to that woman.’
My husband, who was ready to explain, was shocked when I did what I needed to do. I kissed him, and his arms automatically ran to my waist and pulled me closer before he kissed me back. I didn’t even notice that my arms were already around his neck and I was pulling him closer to me as well. I was almost out of breath before we stopped. Then he pulled me out of the JS Resorts Hotel and Casino. I don’t know what that woman looks like now, because I didn’t bother looking at her anymore.
Jefferson’s kiss made me forget about everything, and if he wanted to, he could fu** me in the reception area and I am not going to complain or stop him. I only see him and I at that very moment and nothing else matters.
“You should kiss me like that, always.” he said when we were in his car. What is good about wealthy people is that everything is so convenient for them. Look how we had a ride in his name and didn’t have to think about renting or anything whatsoever. We even had a driver.
“Whose car is this?” I asked out of curiosity.
“The hotel,” he replied. “Well, it’s the car that I was using when I was staying here. I rented an apartment instead of staying in one of the hotel rooms for the past 3 years,” he added. I looked at him and I wondered whether he had brought some women into his apartment or not.
“I know that look,” he said, as if reading my mind. “I already told you, I don’t have any women here. I only wanted to fu** you and no one else.” he continued, “I am not saying that I didn’t try, but your face keeps popping up on my head and your voice was like a sound recorded playing in my ear, saying, Jefffyyy.” he added and my eyes widened. We had the driver with us and he was listening to what we were talking about.
“How could you talk about it?” I asked and he laughed. “You are really a per***t!” I exclaimed.
“I was only like this because of you,” he said, and kissed me on my forehead and I felt respected and loved once again. Yes, I like the way we make love, but him being like this to me is very special as well. He was gentle, as though he was truly in love with me.
He hugged me so I leaned my head on his chest. Kenom is beautiful even if I didn’t see anything from outside. It is because I am with my husband that makes all things bright and beautiful.
We ended up in a restaurant and I was laughing at him because we went out only to go to another restaurant. “You pull me out of the hotel only to go here? Another hotel and restaurant?” I asked in amusement.
“Yes, and don’t laugh. This is a business strategy as well. We will get to know how delicious their food is and what could be their advantage over our own.” he replied with a wink. He was holding my hand and walking our way to the table as we followed the waiter who was assisting us.
All the time that we were together, his arms were around me, showing everyone that I was with him or that I was his. Either way, I like it both. Because I am his wife and I am definitely his.
While we were waiting for our order, I roamed my eyes around and, as an architect who appreciates designs and art, I could say that their theme was really good. The ambiance was so good that I could feel that we were valued. The lighting was not too bright, it was a little dim, which gave a relaxing feeling. The aircon was not cold or hot, it was so perfect.
“You like what you are seeing?” Jefferson asked, so I looked at him and nodded. “Tell me what you like about it?” he asked again, and I told him everything that I noticed. He was nodding his head as though he was making a mental note and considered doing it in his own restaurant.
Well, I cannot blame him if this restaurant was a lot better than his, because it was inside JS Resorts Hotel and Casino, which was only some sort of an advantage in going to the casino, because customers didn’t need to go out to eat, they could order right where they are, and so as the hotel. Most of the guests there were from the casino players who didn’t have time to drive and go home, so they just booked a room.
“How about you, didn’t you like it here?” I asked. I want to know his views. He is a businessman and I’m sure that he had a few things to say to his competitor as well.
“I like it here. It was perfect,” he replied, and I smiled. At least we shared the same views.
“What makes it perfect then?” I asked again,
“You,” he replied, and that made me really speechless. My eyes locked on him, not even blinking. What is so wrong with this man is that he always makes my heart flutter. “Everywhere will be perfect if you’re there,” he added,
“Just fu** me, right here, right now.” I replied without thinking and he was the one who was speechless now.
“You don’t know how much I want to do that now, so don’t challenge me.” he replied, which made me come back to my senses. I blinked my eyes many times and I was thankful that our orders arrived and we started eating. I couldn’t look at him anymore, so until we went back to our hotel room, I was quiet the whole time.