6.That Feels Good

Briella's jaw almost dropped as she left the room and followed the enticing aroma of her favorite sinigang from the kitchen. She had only left Braun for a few minutes to freshen up and change clothes, and he had already managed to cook three dishes. 'Do you have any expected guests today?" she surprised the President. She had to hold her jaw and close it because it felt locked due to shock. 'Today's our wedding. Shouldn't we be celebrating?" he replied with a smirk. 'So, are you expecting someone to visit?" she repeated. He chuckled softly, and if she weren't holding her jaw, it might have fallen off her face. His laughter was like sweet music that calmed her tired mind. 'No, it's just for the two of us, so we have to finish it," he said. Her eyes sparkled as the food tempted her before her. She would worry about her figure later; the important thing was that she could eat her favorite dishes. 'But the question is, is President Braun a good cook?" she wondered. Well, there's only one way to find out. 'Thank you," she said as he pulled a chair for her. 'Which one would you like to try first?" he asked as he sat beside her. 'Sinigang, that's my favorite," she answered. President Braun scooped some soup into the small bowl beside her plate. She was about to pick up the spoon to sip the broth when he beat her to it, blowing on it first to check if it was still hot. She found herself enchanted, staring at the President, known to be strict and tough in the Showbiz Entertainment industry. Witnessing this side of him was like a big surprise for someone like her. 'Here," he said, bringing the spoonful of broth to her mouth. As the soup slid down her throat, it might have been the most delicious sinigang she had ever tasted in her entire life. She moistened her lower lip, and if it weren't embarrassing, she would have taken the spoon from his hand and started eating. 'What do you think," he asked. 'Huh" He laughed again.'Is that the only thing you can say" 'Huh—I mean, I didn't know you could cook," she said, wanting to slap herself for getting flustered whenever she heard his laughter. 'I can do more than cooking," he replied, scooping rice onto his plate and hers. They ate silently, and she didn't realize she had almost finished the sinigang and pork adobo he had cooked. She could hardly breathe due to being so full by the time they finished eating. 'I-I'll clean these up. You can rest or change clothes," she offered as she started clearing the dishes and utensils they used. He shook his head.'It would be best to rest since you are coming from a show. What you did wasn't easy, and by the way, you look amazing today." She couldn't help but blush at his compliment. She was about to protest when her phone rang, and upon seeing her Manager/PA call, she let it go and excused herself to go to the living room to answer the call. 'Hello, Chelsey, what's up," she asked. 'What's up?! Are you kidding me?! Haven't you checked your phone or the TV?! Dhai, you're trending! There's so much news about you; everyone is talking about your runway at Tri Hotel! Are you sure you're okay with all the criticism people throw at you, even fellow models?" Chelsey spoke with concern. 'Don't worry, and I can handle them all. Just focus on what I assigned you. Soon, their faces will be all over the TV and every digital device. Let them enjoy their small victory," she said, turning on the TV. 'Okay, as long as you're okay and unaffected by all this, I'll breathe a sigh of relief and let it all go. By the way, I've gathered some evidence against those two scoundrels. They turned the hospital into a motel and had their fling there" She felt the anger in Chelsey's voice as she recounted the story. She took a deep breath and focused her eyes on the TV. 'The chaos that unfolded at an exclusive fashion show this afternoon is currently trending on social media. The video shows former famous model Briella Montañez gatecrashing the event and walking the runway, which was supposed to be reserved for the CEO's daughter. We tried reaching out to the company owner and the event designer. According to those who heard and witnessed the event, the company plans to sue Briella Montañez for her disruptive behavior..." 'Bri, are you still there," Chelsey asked. 'Yeah." She took a deep breath and turned off the TV because the reporter was now showing hurtful comments from netizens about her. 'I'll let you know when I'll come to the agency tomorrow. I need some rest now. Bye." 'Okay, let's see each other tomorrow. Bye," Chelsey replied, and she hung up the phone. President Braun came out of the kitchen, and once again, she was enchanted by his appearance. His blue polo sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, and three buttons on his chest were unbuttoned. It was a breathtaking scenery for her. 'Damn! I can't believe I'm fantasizing about the King," her mind exclaimed. She took a deep breath and calmed her heart, which was racing too fast. 'Is everything okay?" he asked, approaching her seat. She nodded, even though the truth was that not everything was okay. 'Yeah," she replied. His expression turned serious when he noticed the bruise forming on her arm. He left her side again and returned with an ice pack. 'Don't let anyone hurt you, Briella. You don't deserve to be hurt by anyone," he said thoughtfully as he gently applied the ice to her arm. She just looked at his handsome face. ‘Why does he look so perfect? From his eyelashes, straight nose, red lips, and most of all, that mole on his left ear that adds to his handsomeness.' She took a deep breath and sighed. 'President Braun.." 'I told you not to call me by that name" His frown deepened. You're not my employee; you are my wife." She released another exasperated sigh before speaking.'Can I know why you married me" A corner of President Braun's lips lifted. 'I told you, I need someone to marry because if not, Daddy and Grandpa will take away the companyI've worked hard to grow for years," he replied. 'But why me? I'm sure there are women—many qualified to be your wife," she said. She still couldn't understand why she was offered to marry him. 'Because I saw potential in you. Last night, when I saw you crossing the street, I knew you were the one I was looking for to be my wife," he answered thoughtfully. Her cheeks flushed again, and she looked away to hide the blush on her face. 'What if I disappoint you? What if you've just made a mistake and I'm not." 'I have never misjudged a person," he interrupted. She looked back at him and secretly bit her lip while admiring his beautiful ash-colored eyes. You're too good to be true, President Braun.." she whispered. She approached him and gently touched his smooth face. She gasped when she felt his soft lips. 'What would it feel like to kiss the lips of a King." It seemed like Braun read her mind, and he crossed the space between them. She gasped as his lips touched hers and closed her eyes to savor the sensation of his lips against hers. At first, the kiss was gentle, but when she responded, it became passionate, causing her to moan on his lips. She didn't know how she ended up in his embrace, but she suddenly became aware of his hands inside her oversized shirt, freely caressing her back and hips. When their lips finally parted, she snapped out of her daze and was about to leave his embrace, but President Braun wrapped his hands around her shoulders and pulled her closer to his body. She gasped. She felt his erection between his thighs, sending shivers down her spine. Her body seemed to move on its own accord as her arms rested on his shoulders, and she slowly started rocking her hips on his lap. They both moaned, and a wave of pleasure ran through her body, making her wet. President Braun effortlessly lifted her and carried her to his room. She could hear her heart pounding loudly. It was the first time she was giving herself to a man. She had prepared to be with the man she would marry and spend her life with. It was one of her promises to herself and her deceased parents. Maybethat's why she allowed herself to be deceived by her ex-fiancé and looked for someone else who could bring her happiness. She didn't protest as President Braun undressed her. Though her hands trembled, she slowly unbuttoned his polo shirt. She bit her lip when his perfect body was revealed to her. Just a while ago, she fantasized and imagined what it would feel like to caress his body, and now she was experiencing it firsthand. She believed there were only six-pack abs on his stomach, but she was wrong; there were a complete eight, and they seemed to tempt her to touch and caress them. However, before laying her hands on them, she felt her hook undone. She again lost herself in staring at his body and admiring President Braun's physique. She gasped as his warm hands touched her naked skin. He pulled her closer and connected his lips with hers. His tongue slipped into her mouth, and she moaned with pleasure. His hands trailed down her back, stopping at her butt and squeezing it. She requested hesitantly, 'C-can you stop staring at me." 'Why," he asked, a mischievous smile on his red lips. 'I'm...I'm shy. No one has ever seen my whole body like this," she answered softly, avoiding eye contact. She didn't know why she suddenly felt embarrassed saying that. She should have been proud because it meant she wasn't an easy woman. 'You're a Goddess, Briella. You shouldn't be ashamed of this beautiful body. Damn! Every inch of you is perfect... perfect for a King like me," he said with admiration. She slowly looked into his eyes and saw overwhelming passion and desire. She felt like she had heard the most beautiful words she had ever heard in her entire life. She wrapped her hands around his neck and kissed his lips. Her hands roamed his broad and muscular back, going down to where she had longed to touch—the hardness beneath his trousers. He groaned, and it sounded like the most beautiful sound she had ever heard. Their lips didn't part, and he continued exploring her lips. She mustered her courage and unbuttoned his trousers, lowering the zipper. God! It was her first time unbuttoning someone's pants! President Braun stopped kissing her and removed his trousers and boxer shorts. Seeing his nakedness, she felt her throat dry and needed cold water. ‘He's freakin' perfect... From head to toe! Damn, it's like winning the lottery with such size,' she thought. Lost in her thoughts, she absentmindedly bit her lip while keeping her gaze on him. She only snapped out of it when she heard him laugh and felt him pressing against her. She felt like she couldn't breathe as she felt his naked body on top of hers. ‘Get a hold of yourself!' she shouted in her mind. President Braun kissed her neck, and she closed her eyes as he touched her most intimate place. ‘That feels good..'