The Wife Of The Underworld Lord Is A CEO

After an hour or more, Sara finally arrived. She had really forgotten that she was with Michael.  She looked left and right in search of him . 

Sara noticed him standing in the corner and talking with some man, carrying a child in his arms.  

She was confused about what was going on. She walked towards Michael controlling her fear. 

" Michael " Sara called him from a little bit far away.  

Hearing her call, Michael looked towards her and saw her standing a little away, with lots of products in hand. 

" My wife is here, I have to go, goodbye everyone" Michael said, before giving Angel to Miles and standing with Sara.  

" Who are they?" Sara asked when Michael came close to her. 

" They? They are some friends of mine who came with their wives for shopping. " Michael replied to her.

" Ah ,Okay , let's go ." Sara nodded, walking towards the counter to pay the bill. 

" Okay," Michael followed her, snatching the load from her.  

"Hey, give it back. I can carry it myself. " Sara complained.

" No , if you carry it, then what I am for ?" Michael said quickening his pace. 

Sara was happy hearing him. But she didn't show it.  Maybe she can trust him. Or could it possibly be that she had already started to?

"Hey, what are you thinking? Come, let's go," Michael called her after reaching the counter and seeing that she was not there. 

" Huh? Coming ." Sara fastened her speed to reach the counter.

After the bill was made , Sara looked for her card to pay the bill but Michael paid before she could do that.  

" Why are you paying for my things? I can pay for it. " Sara said stubbornly. 

" You can pay me back in other ways ." Michael whispered softly in her ears so that others can't hear them.  

Sara understood what he was talking about, she blushed hard . 

" Pervert " Sara stomped on his feet before taking the things and going out.  

" Ow , hey wait for me ." Michael called her from the back.  

The shop attendant laughed seeing the couple . 

" What a sweet couple, " She said to herself. 

Sara went towards her car but she forgot that she hadn't taken the keys from Michael . She couldn't do anything except for waiting for Michael.  

" What are you not going ? " Michael said from the back .

" I am leaving, give me my keys. " Sara said, pouting her lips.  

" Take it from me," Michael mischievously replied 

, taking out the keys from his pocket.  

Seeing the keys, Sara went towards him to take it from him . Michael raised it higher in the air . Sara tried to reach it, but Michael was taller than her .

" Give it to me," Sara said, struggling to get it. 

" Nope. " Michael laughed, raising it even higher. 

" Give it to me, " Sara pouted, but couldn't even get close to it. 

" I will give it to you, but I need something in return. " Michael said grinning .

" What?" Sara asked angrily. 

" I want a kiss," Michael said pointing to his cheeks. 

" Can I give you a slap instead of it," Sara fumed.

" Nope," Michael denied.

" You shameless ." Sara shook her head.

" Do you want to give or just stay here like this?" Michael said, leaning back. 

Sara gritted her teeth. If looks could kill, she would have killed him by now. 

" Fine " Sara said, clenching her hand.

She closed her eyes and went close to him to kiss him. She pouted her lips to kiss him, but before she could, he kissed on her lips, and took off to the car . It was so fast that Sara didn't realize what had happened.  

When she opened her eyes, Michael was nowhere to be found . She turned around and saw Michael putting the stuff back of the car.  

Sara was so embarrassed that she didn't want to ask anything to him . She walked towards the passenger seat and sat down.  

' What's going on with this guy ? First he asks me to kiss then he goes away. What does he think of himself , he should be happy that I , Sara, was going to kiss him. But, no! He just ran away.  Why am I even thinking about it? I should be happy that I didn't have to kiss him.. Why do I feel uneasy instead?' Sara said in her mind . 

"No, you are thinking too much. " Sara said to herself.

" What are you murmuring about ? " Michael asked,  seeing that Sara was talking to herself. 

" Do I look ugly ?" Sara couldn't control herself. 

" Huh?" Michael was surprised, hearing her question. He stopped buckling his seatbelt. 

" No, nothing ." Sara replied, turning towards the window.  

Michael came close to her and turned her towards him. 

Seeing him close to her , Sara can't stop herself from thinking about something else.  

"See, if you do something anything to me, I am not going to spare you. " Sara choked on her words when she saw Michael getting close to her.  

Seeing him get close  she closed her eyes and shrank back, but still puckered her lips as she thought they were going to kiss.  

" Go away." Sara pushed him away in disappointment, before looking towards the window.  

Michael couldn't control his laughter anymore, he laughed out loud holding his stomach.  

" Shut up. " Sara said, feeling more embarrassed from his laughter. She turned red like a tomato. 

" You thought I was going to kiss you. " Michael said in between his laughter.  

" Do you want to kiss me that badly, wifey?" Michael asked choking.  

" No " Sara denied immediately.  

" If you want a kiss , you can tell me . I would love to give you a kiss ." Michael smirked, pulling her closer to him.  

" No," Sara said turning his head from him.  

" Really ?" Michael said rubbing his nose on the part joining her neck and shoulder.  

" No," Sara said blushing hard.

" Fine , I will not then. " Michael shrugged, leaving her and going back to his seat.  

"..." Sara was dumbfounded with his sudden behavior . She didn't want accept that she had already become addicted to him . 

She turned towards the window for the third time, and looked outside without making any noise. Seeing her like that , Michael became annoyed . " Why can't you accept the truth? " Michael questioned in his mind.  

In a sour mood, he started the car and drove to the populated part of the city.