Leanna-Chapter 259: [ESTELA] Christmas Vacation with the Kids . . . but where’s Hubby?

Chapter 259: [ESTELA] Christmas Vacation with the Kids . . . but where’s Hubby?

"Mom . . . where’s dad?"

Zachary asked. His head rose with his innocent round puppy eyes, holding one of his presents in front of the gigantic Christmas tree.

We were in Santa clause village in Finland to spend our Christmas together as a family. We just arrived today. After getting ourselves settled in one of the private village hotels, Zachary went to the fireplace where the gigantic Christmas tree and dozens of towering gifts were located. He couldn’t contain his excitement in opening his present, but he frowned when he noticed his father hadn’t arrived yet.

It was already past dinner, and it was Christmas Eve. A few hours and it would be Christmas, and Zhander was still nowhere to be found.

What was he doing business in time of their vacation and in Christmas Eve no less!

I smiled and rocked my chair with my baby girl, Estelle, Ella, for short, in my embrace, soundly sleeping after I fed her.

"Don’t worry, Zach. Daddy will come. He is just running a little late."

I assured the cute little angel, and it was only when Zach shifted his focus to the mountain of gifts. But even he was nothing but a ball of excitement, he remained obedient and contented himself in touching and inspecting the numerous gifts, not opening it. He wanted his father by his side when he opened his presents.

Zach was attached to his father, maybe because Zhander was more on the responsible, loving father type while I on the other was more on the . . .

Well . . .

Let’s say he looked up to his father than me.

Her mother, who went through pain for nine months and labor for two days so he could be born into this world.

What a great boy I have.

I shook my head and stood to my feet. I placed baby Ella in her crib before gently kissing her forehand.

I grabbed my phone and frowned.

. . .

. . .

Nothing.

No message from Zhander whatsoever.

I signaled for Three to watch over the kids and went to my bedroom.

Zhander, you dope!

Zhander flew together with us in his jet. But after we landed, some business associates of his who knew he was in Finland wanted to set a meeting with him much to my annoyance.

Zhander promised it wouldn’t be long, but it was already four hours!

"Zhander! Where are you?" I snarled the moment he answered his phone.

"Little Stela, I’m still at the meeting. Sorry, you and the kids have dinner first. I promise I’ll be back after the meeting," he said with a gentle voice, appeasing me.

"We’ve already eaten!" I answered with contempt. "You better come back here right now! You hear me?!"

". . ."

". . ."

"Estela . . . I have to go. I promise I’ll be there before Christmas."

"Zhan––!"

Tut . . . Tut . . .

Crappy P*** 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

He cut me off!

Grr!

Zhander you jerk!

I grabbed my little recording device, and put it on its tripod. I then went to the closet and grabbed a ribbon and undress.

If you won’t come, I’ll make you come.

Tehehehe!

My lips quirked up as I wrapped myself with the ribbon, making sure it was tight and accentuated my curves.

I stepped out and went to my bedroom and started the recording device before I positioned myself on the bed. I then touch myself while remaining eye contact with the camcorder as if it was Zhander, who was watching me. Slow, and teasing, I unwrapped the ribbon and played with myself, making sure I moan and gasp in delight.

After fifteen minutes of playing, I got off the bed and turned off the recorder.

I smirked when I replayed it.

Oh, Zhander, let’s see if you won’t run home with panting breaths after you see this video.

This was the first time I played with myself in front of a recording device, masturbate if you will since I don’t do masturbate with a husband like Zhander by my side.

After I got dressed, I typed a message and sent the video to him.

[I’ve been a bad girl, Zhander . . .]

I smirked and sashayed out of the room and back to my kids like nothing happened.

After an hour, I heard a car stopped in front of our villa and laughed when Zhander slammed the door open and went straight to me with heated eyes that were enough to burn me to ashes.

"You, come here!" He grabbed my hand, but I didn’t mind the pain as I was enjoying seeing his flush face.

Tehehhehe! Punishment time!

"Father!"

Zach toddled towards us and stood between Zhander and me. He embraced me while Zhander released my hand as he noticed that we were not alone.

Zach must have thought Zhander would hurt me much to my amusement.

"Father, d-don’t hurt . . . mo . . . mother . . . ," Zach cried with a muffled voice that I couldn’t help but hugged him tight in my bosom.

Zhander replaced his lustful face with a fatherly smile as he ruffled Zachary’s hair.

"I’m not going to hurt your mother. I’m just . . . I’m . . ." Zhander trailed off as he glanced at me with narrowed eyes.

"I’m just going to love her."

*gulp . . .

Zachary let me go when Zhander carried and placed him beside the crib of his little sitter.

"Now, while I’m giving lots of love to your mother, I want you to watch over your little sister, alright?"

Zach nodded his cute little head, yet he was still worried while Three was all bored, got used to the play of husband and wife already.

Zhander smiled and ruffled Zach’s hair some more before he planted a gentle kiss on our baby girl. He then focused all his attention on me that my legs quaked when he grinned.

"Dad . . . Christmas . . ."

Zach chimed when Zhander grabbed my hand once more, pulling me towards our bedroom.

"We still have two hours before midnight, buddy. We promise to be out here ten minutes before Christmas."

Zhander winked and smiled at the little guy before slamming the bedroom door shut.