eleven: morning..

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Laurianna woke up thirty minutes later from the balcony light turning on , she looked up at Chres and smiled. He was knocked , Laurianna hurried and closed her guest house window and locked all the doors. She grabbed her robe and put it on she tied it and put on her slippers.

She walked out and into the house. She made coffee down came Kim ready for work but looking a little worried. "Morning Kimberly" Laurianna smiled sipping on her coffee. "Goodmorning Laurianna , how'd you sleep?" Kim said.

"I slept great" Laurianna bit her lip getting flashbacks of lastnight. Kimberly began to notice the hickeys on her neck but ignored it. "That's great , have you seen my husband?" She said.

"Oh yeah I have. He went for a run around the neighborhood , you should see him on your way to work if not I don't know." Laurianna smiled softly.

"Thanks Laurianna , don't forget your meds for the baby!" Kimberly smiled grabbing her keys and coffee walking out. Laurianna watched her walk out and smirked evilly. She locked the door and went out the back to the guest house , she walked in to Chres up watching the morning News. "Well , I'm going to be late for work." He said getting up. He put on his basketball shorts.

"Work? Why?" She said getting angry.
"Look Laura , what happened last night was a one time thing. It's never going to happen again and you need to know that. Never , I have a wife and I truly regret that shit with you lastnight ! I regret it. " he said a little choked up and disbelief in himself. "I don't know where my heads at when it comes to you and I'm going to control it."

" Regret? You regret it? Yet you slept with me and I'm not just talking sexually. You held me in your arms all lastnight and you're telling me you regret it?" Laurianna said calmly because she was truly and utterly hurt.

"I do. I was having flashbacks of my wife whole time anyway." He spat , not to hurt her feelings but because he was angry inside , with himself.

Laurianna began to cry , a soft cry. She had nothing to say and that's how you know she's hurt because this girl always has something to say. She opened the door and moved from infront of it. Chresanto looked at her and calmed down and waited to see if she had something to say. He walked out and nodded , she closed the door of her guest house and locked the door. She sat and thought.

"If he wants this , I know what I have to do. Have this baby but make temptation even more wild for him all by not even trying or doing a thing."

Chresanto walked into the house and saw Laurianna had his black coffee ready. He looked out the kitchen window to the guest house , he sipped the coffee and shrugged his shoulders. After he finished his coffee he walked up the stairs of his house and got out his suit , he shower , put on some cocoa butter lotion and moisturized his hair and beard. He brushed his teeth and got dressed. He sprayed his favorite cologne on and fixed his tie.
He grabbed his briefcase and walked into his office grabbing his files and designs of new sex toys. He grabbed his keys , usually Laurianna would be sitting on the couch to wish him a good day but she wasn't. He didn't mind too much and he headed out the door for work.
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At work he called Kimberly they talked and he decided to take her out on a date later tonight. After he had his meeting with Lorenzo about Laurianna modeling for the company he had to cancel the 2.5 million dollar offer Lorenzo had just for Laurianna to model. He couldn't do that to his wife, he always told her she would be the face of the company. After that , He left work around 5:30 to head home , he got some items and headed to the hotel room he booked for the two at the four seasons. He got room 3602 on floor 30. It was a love suite. He set rose petals everywhere put the champagne he got on ice and chocolate boxes all in there. He put the sex toys in the dresser and he got a box and put lingerie in it which he left on the bed of his house . He wanted her to wear it. He had massage oils all set on a table in the hotel and lit candles all around.

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