The Married To Fierce Boss
The Part 18
Loralei knocked on the door of the CEO's room. Not long immediately heard a thunderous voice from within that allowed to enter. He held the hand of the man beside him, right in the arm as the man continued to clench his hand.
“As promised, I bring a loved one to introduce to you,” Loralei said as she walked inside. He looked at his boss to see how the man looked after staring at the figure standing with him.
Agathias only raised his next eyebrow when watching his wife's hand curl up on someone's arm. He stayed relaxed and leaned his back on the work chair. “So, this is your paid man?” There was a smile of ridicule on his face.
“Only, I did not pay him,” denied Loralei. He glanced for a moment at the man beside him. Until this second was still according to the scenario, just silent, flat, and staring at his boss with bold eyes, not looking down or turning his gaze in any direction.
“Oh, so.” Agathias still enjoys his wife's theatrics. Let's just say that he now believes in the drama played by his wife. “Sit, I want to know him.” He pointed to the two chairs right in front of the desk.
“For what to know him? Isn't what you want to just meet? Now the person is in plain sight, meaning we're getting divorced soon, right?” Loralei felt insecure that her boss would have a conversation with her hired man, it could be messed up if something went wrong.
Agathias' sharp eyes were shining right on his wife's face. “Sit!” The command still uses a slow tone but is deliberately pressed.
“She has to go back to work, later if not looking for money, how can marry me?” elak Loralei's.
“I said, sit!” Slightly elevated and pressed.
“This is already working hours—” Loralei did not so refute because his boss's eyes have glared.
“Sit! Do you understand human language or not?!” Now Agathias jerked and returned the sentence that Loralei had used to scold him.
Agathias stared at the hand of his wife who was still on the sleeve wrapped in a quarter rolled-up shirt. “Lease!” Issue an order while pointing to the intended.
“This is to show you that he and I are really in a relationship.” Loralei.
“Despite, I won't take the man away from you, unless you're afraid he's running away when dealing with me.” Agathias smiled mockingly as well as disparagingly.
Actually, there's also a truth to what he said. I'm afraid this man ran away before he won the war. “Which is possible, we love each other, and surely he dares to fight for the sake of freeing me from you.” Although less sure, but still speaking must be full of courage so as not to lie too clearly.
“I will not repeat the command for the third time, according or—”
Loralei instantly stopped clasping his mercenary man's arm. Still feeling safe until this second because according to his orders, the man remained silent.
Agathias now focused on the man who had been shutting his mouth but dared to look at him. Examine every corner of the face. “Usia?”
Loralei was willing to answer, but she didn't know either. Have a very short time to find a paid man, making him not selective in determining a partner. The origin of the face and behavior can be commensurate with the boss, take.
“Twenty-one years,” replied the man briefly as per question.
“Oh, it turns out that my wife likes a man who is much younger than her husband, huh?” Agathias looked at Loralei with a glance. He made sure he would make the woman regret having brought the paid man to her.