After divorce I am a billionaire novel Chapter 517

Lyra did not need to think and immediately knew which mysterious gentleman the stewardess was talking about.

She sighed helplessly.

She didn't expect a good low-key trip to be made so grand by Malcolm.

"First class is not necessary. Thanks for that gentleman's kindness. I purchased business class after all. I only sit in my own seat." She shook the plane ticket in her hand to the stewardess, while walking towards the cabin.

The stewardess looked embarrassed and wanted to say something, but Lyra had already walked away.

She had no choice but to call and report the matter to the mysterious gentleman.

Lyra found the seat she had purchased in the empty cabin.

She stayed up late last night revising the project, and had sex with Malcolm most of the night, so she could barely sleep.

She was used to catching up on sleep on the plane. As she just sat down in her seat, she asked for a small blanket from the stewardess.

She put her knees up, turned her phone off, and lie down to fall asleep in seconds.

After a while, the plane took off, bringing a little bit shaking feeling. Lyra was sleepy, changed her position, and continued to sleep.

Until ...

A warm breathing was sprayed on her cheeks.

That tickled her skin.

"Stop it."

She frowned and pouted at Malcolm in her sleep out of habit.

Gradually, she became a little sober.

Malcolm chartered the entire plane.

How could someone sit next to her when she was the only passenger?

She opened her eyes in instant terror, and a handsome, yet familiar face with a smile was at her sight. And he was staring at her at close range.

His dark eyes looked obsessed.

"How did you get here?"

It was Malcolm.

"Babe, I ... hiss!"

Lyra twisted his earlobe and gave it a firm tug, " Mel, I told you to stay home and take care of Spencer and Momo. How could you leave all your business and family matters and sneak onto my plane?"

Malcolm wrinkled his eyebrows and sustained the pain, but did not dare to hide and obediently bear the anger from his wife.

"Home and business, I've made all the arrangements. Spencer and Momo are left to Anthony and Keira. Anthony is their godfathers. He and Keira can take care of them together. The work of White family is given to Chad, and the stuff of NIB is given to Chad and Ted. I am really prepared to come along with you."

"Be gentle. My ear hurts. Later Nil Grey arranges someone to pick us up. If they see my ear, how embarrassing it will be."

Lyra let go of her hand. She was still fierce, but her fingers were naturally helping him rub the tip of his sore ear.

"You're really disobedient. I told you not to come with me, but you had to."

Although Malcolm had made arrangements, Lyra was always not quite at ease, "You know, I can trust only you. If you leave, Spencer and Momo might be in danger."

Malcolm was quick to give her a kiss on the cheek, "After we got married, because of the babies, it has been a long time since we have not had a moment with our own wife. This time it will be a honeymoon after work. Forget about other chores."

He put his arm around Lyra's slender waist, "As for the babies' safety, you can rest assured. Anthony is the godfather after all, and Keira is watching over him. Nothing will happen."

Lyra sighed.

After his words with his magnetic and provocative voice, he lowered his head and kissed Lyra's red lips.

His kiss invaded every corner of her body, making every inch of Lyra's skin be tainted with Malcolm's flavor.

The possessive kiss was so intense that it almost took Lyra's breath away.

Lyra was drunk into his tenderness, even though she hadn't been drinking.

At the last moment, Lyra pushed him away just in time, with her beautiful eyes glaring at him with displeasure.

"You don't where we are, do you? To show affection, right? Since you're not afraid of being embarrassed, then I don't care."

Her desire to win flared up. She straddled Malcolm's laps, cupping his jaw with one strong hand and initiating a kiss.

The other hand lifted up to his suit and shirt and pinched his delicate abs.

...

After the grunts of desire, Malcolm's chest was heaving violently, and he hurriedly grabbed her restless wrist, "Rara don't. if you play again, it will start a fire."

Lyra snorted arrogantly, "Admit your mistake, and I'll let you off the hook."

Malcolm was very sensible, "I was wrong to kiss you on the plane ..."

He trailed off and abruptly leaned close to her ear, saying in a very low voice, "We should get to the hotel and enjoy ourselves with reckless abandon." Lyra huffed and that defiant emotion came up.

She didn't care, and she was going to pin Malcolm down.

Instead of being a petite wife for life, she wanted to turn over and be the queen who could make Malcolm submissive in bed.

Thinking of this, she said defiantly, "Do not forget what you just said. When we're at the hotel, you can let me punish you. Your wish will certainly be able to achieve. I want you to cry and beg for mercy."

Malcolm looked at her delicate and bright face in a doting way, "Great, then you can guess. Will it be your first to say no tonight or will I cry and beg for mercy?"