<< MewGulf Oneshot>>
Mew and Gulf have been dating for a year now.
Gulf is the owner of a globally known hotel and resort chain. Bubbly. Smiling all the time. Handsome. Classy. Hot... asf.
Mew is a well known news reporter in the coun...
Keeping the glass aside, I walked to the living room and saw Gulf sitting on the couch, wearing a grey shirt and black jeans with a black mask covering his face from his nose to his jaw. His laptop was on the coffee table.
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He doesn't even show his face, yet people flirt with him. This so pisses me off. I let out a long, silent sigh to calm down before I smashed his laptop.
I got slowly walked to him and straddle his lap. I could feel everyone in the meeting go stiff. "Good morning, love," I wrapped my arms around his neck and smiled at him.
Once I was sure his face was blocked from the camera because of y head, I slipped his mask down, pecked his lips, and fixed the mas again. "You can continue. Please don't stop because of me," I said, turning to the camera.
"I'll sleep for a bit here," I told Gulf, resting my head on his chest and closed my eyes. I could feel him kiss my head through the mask.
"Let's continue, shall we," he turned to the famous cold CEO the world knows.
I just lied there with my eyes closed. They thought I was asleep when in reality I wasn't.
Whenever some bitch spat flirtatious words on Gulf, I squirmed in my place, rubbing my ass right on top of his beast.
He was already hard and poking my ass from behind his pants. His left hand was on my thigh that was beside his waist. He was squeezing me hard there since no one could see it.
I was so enjoying this all.
"It's over, Mew. Let's go upstairs and sleep?" Gulf asked into my ears. He knew I wasn't asleep long ago.
There was a hint of desperation in his voice. Well, that desperation is the sound of my victory. I sat up straight, still on Gulf's lap.
The meeting was over, most of the people disconnected the call but some still remained for a little more discussion, much to my irritation.
"Well... umm... If you don't mind me asking, who is this man with you, Mr. Kanawut?" the same voice that had pissed me in the first place.
Gulf was about to answer but something stupid clicked my brains. I put a finger on his mouth to shut his mouth and turned to face the camera.
"Hello, and sorry for not introducing myself earlier, how so very rude of me. Anyways, I'm Mew, Gu- oh, sorry, what do you call him? Oh, right! Mr. Kanawut... I'm Mr. Kanawut's ex-boyfriend," I smiled bright at her.
I knew Gulf was hurt by my words but I had to play a little to shut this bitch up. "Baby?..." Gulf said, almost a cry. The pain was clear in his voice.
