Chapter 225 - 225 $$$$$$

But this time he's not. I should get my arse to finish fast.

"Two minutes," I shout.

My voice is high and shaky as I spray myself with my favourite Gucci Guilty scent. That's the name of the perfume live up of its name as it the same as a state right now. Good thing, he didn't complain at all as I am way very late now. He just leaves me to sort my nervousness out.

After a few moments, I'll take calming breaths, grab my clutch and roll my shoulders back.

Damn it! I'm nervous.

Soon I'll be meeting Feng Teng grandfather and he is the most powerful man in his generation. I've got to face all the members Feng Teng family member.

Okay. I gather the bottom of my gown up a little and admire my shoes before I make my way to the bedroom door and the top of the stairs.

As the huge open plan area comes into view, I smile to myself, and then I see him. Halting in my tracks at the top step and try to catch my breath. It's like seeing him for the first time all over again.

My husband looks devastating in his black suit, crisp white shirt and black tie. He's freshly shaved so I can see him in all of his beautiful and his hair has been persuaded to the side with some wax.

Oh God, I'm going to be doing some serious possessive control tonight.

But he hasn't seen me yet.

When I look at him, I find he's pacing slowly, hands in his trouser pockets, watching his feet.

Ow; He seems nervous too. Never come to my view seeing my confident, arrogant, trample and freaking control husband got nervous.

Watching in silences as he sits down, he clasps his hands together, circling his thumbs briefly, before getting up and pacing up this time. I smile to myself and likely he has sensed I'm nearby, his head snaps up to me and I get a full-frontal impact of my beautiful man in all of his glory.

My breath hitches and I clasp the handrail on the stairs to steady myself.

His eyes widen a touch.

Oh, Good," he mouths, and I shift on my heels under his intense gaze.

Our eyes lock and he starts walking slowly towards the stairs. I would start down to meet him, but my stupid legs are frozen firmly in place and no amount of mental encouragement is convincing them to move. He might need to carry me down the stairs.

He takes the steps, all the time keeping his eyes firmly set on mine, and when he reaches me, he holds his hand out on a small smile. I take a deep breath and grasp my dress, placing my hand in his and letting him lead me down the stairs, my legs more solid now that he has hold of me.

When we reach the bottom, he stops and turns to face me, running his eyes up and down over my body.

Yes, it was his dress.

Promptly, he takes a slow walk around to my back, and I clench my eyes shut, hoping that he won't regret for bought me this dress. Then I hear him inhale sharply, and then his warm fingertip meeting with the nape of my neck.

He put his hand on my back and trails slowly to the path down to the centre on my spine, setting off a flurry of pins and needles all over my bare flesh. When he finishes at my spine and then there is the unmistakable heat of his mouth on my skin as he drops a kiss on the centre of my back.

Instantly I nervous physically relax under the warmth of his lips. After a moment, he slowly makes his way back around to my front and locates my eyes.

"Oh God sake, I  nearly lose my breath," he murmurs, snaking his hand around my waist and pulling me into him then taking my mouth tenderly like I've become as delicate as the lace wrapping me.

Gosh! I'm so relieved, and all knots and nerves have been chased away.

Now all I have to worry about how I'm going to behave around his grandfather and the high socialite women even may attract to my man.

Later, he pulls away and pushes his h.i.p.s into my lower stomach, the evidence of a raging of his buddy clear and present.

Wow! He would never make me undress now, would he?

"Babe, I like your dress so much," he says on a small smile.

"Pierre good at design," He looks down at the dress in awe.

"Haha, and Pierre not forgotten your laces," I repeat his words, and his eyes fly back up to mine.

"Yeah, he's a good pall. Maybe I should pay him more," he asks softly.

I nod mildly as he steps back and puts his hands back in his pockets. He starts chewing that lip, the cogs whirling around as he nods knowingly...approvingly. His eyes climb back up my body to reach mine.

"Would you like this too?" He pulls his hand from his pocket and I see a delicate, white gold layered chain hanging from his finger.

I nearly choke on my tongue as my eyes take on the beautiful jewellery. The shining and the diamond aurora had me spellbound immediately, as the jewellery displayed all on its own, with layers of delicate linked white gold and a chunky square-cut diamond on the end.

Beautiful, I nearly had heart failure when I read the small piece of card detailing the price that was displayed next to it '

Holysh*t!  My eyes jump to his immediately. 

"Oh my god! Feng Teng, that necklace was half of million yuan!" I splutter.

And I've counted the zeros repeatedly. $$$$$$ that's cost three cars of my beetle.

Oh, for goodness sake!

Gradually, my body starts to get really hot all of a sudden as I flick my eyes from him as he swinging the diamond necklace and that's still dangling from his finger.

He smiles and walks around to the back of me, gathering my hair and placing it over my shoulder. My heart is performing jumping beating in my chest as he brings the necklace over my head and it rests on my b.r.e.a.s.t bone.

Suddenly, it got feels like a huge weight is on my chest. And my body starting to shake. His hands still skim on my back as he fastens the clasp and then he slides his palms onto my shoulders and rests his lips on the nape of my neck.