Befawa, Incorrect Marriages

Part 22#Punishment, Honey

Beautiful, young, full of energy, that's Zoya but Lee is also young, handsome, cute, innocent face. The eyes don't want to leave each other. The innocence that Zoya showed made Lee smile knotty. It is also free to question when the answer is clear.

Let her little girl play the game that has become part of her life. If not now learn another world from his work, then there is no other time. However, circumstances do not always favor the expectations and goals that become goals.

A reality that cannot be changed. From the very beginning of signing the deal, he knew Zoya only wanted to use herself to protect Ameera. It's just, the girl got caught up in the big guys' game. If only one girl enters, it is likely to be easier to overcome but if two.

He feels backfired simultaneously, so the rest of the time must be used as best as possible so that Zoya wants to understand the world that is now her life is a hell wrapped in happiness. On the other hand, he also could not protect without a clear bond. In exchange for accepting the deal offered.

"Oh, let's just rest. The next week, you'll stay in my house and let my tracks disappear from your body. After that, get ready to meet the troublemaker." Lee intended to get up to break away but the girl's hand was still holding her back.

Zoya looked at Lee's lips, then moved to embrace the man's neck. "Not a week but two weeks, instead. Please repeat again because after today, I don't want to be touched."

"As you wish, Zoy." replied Lee and grabbed her body into the spoiled crib.

Zoya's determination is round, while Lee who feels still able to deal with the insanity of the teenage girl is happy to present adult treatment. This time, her touch tormented Zoya even more. There is no place to pretend to enjoy.

The spoiled whimper continuously resounded knocking on the eardrum but the hands and lips were reluctant to let go of his new toy. The girl's body wriggled with no power to hold her game. Unknowingly the girl dissolved into enjoying the results of the actual punishment.

"Now, stoop ... No more ...," raved Zoya with a hand looking for a grip.

Lee did not care to even continue to ravage the cave that is now his. The man just wants to give a touch that can not be forgotten even if one day Zoya intends to spend the night with another man, then only he remembers.

The flat object in silent mode. His calmness suddenly disappeared once he found some unanswered messages and calls from Laura. What's actually going on? Hurriedly he medial number that read Queen of my heart but only heard a ringing sound without answer. Where did his first wife go?

At the same time someone suddenly entered without permission, even locking the door of Ameera's room. The footsteps walked so gracefully, as fragrant as the scent of sandalwood spread to disturb Ryan's sense of smell. The man sitting on the edge of the gurney turned to stare towards the source of such a familiar fragrance.

"My queen, are you here?" Ryan walked quickly to Laura who looked all-enclosed but as a husband, of course he knew his wife well.

Laura removed the glasses displaying her clear blue eyes. "Can't I be here? I want my honey, too. How's he doing?"

A speechless Ryan made Laura get rid of the body that was blocking her view. Ameera lay in front with her eyes closed. The face that is now a thorn in his life. When he saw that face, he felt like an imperfect woman. Why is it that for one reason, households are at stake?

"What if I were him. What would I do if I only became a temporary surrogate who was only used to give birth to an heir." Laura continued to stare at Ameera without even blinking. "Hubby, are you planning on making him honey for good?"

"Laura!" ryan reminds her of what she hates most in a relationship.

Unconditional love is a sense of limitlessness. But one doubt, even if it is just a speck of hole, then he does not expect to be trusted. But the situation and the bond certainly differentiates his decision. Since returning with Ameera, Laura feels insecure. He knows it, but it won't change love in a short time.

"Just relax, I'll go now. Good day, Hubby." said Laura with a sluggish voice, then put on her glasses again. "Don't forget to eat, excuse me."

The sorrow of the wife cannot be allowed, nor can it give a deeper wound. The body that turned around he clenched, "Stay here, my Queen."