Can I See You Again

Have I gone crazy?

Prince Yul drew near to Ara, on top of the lapel for a friendly show. Ara just believe it. Everything was sweet and sweet to him. She smiled happily at her husband who was fondly stroking his head, landing a sweet kiss on his forehead.

DEG

Ara glaring, pleasure. Not very sweet, treated well by people we like. Not to mention, the radiance of the charm of Prince Yul is able to inject love in a few seconds when he first saw it. Suddenly, all the little intimate fantasies he started to think about were spoiled, because the screeches of the people upon seeing the king fell unconscious.

Guests and officials were scattered, excited by the shocking news. Some elders along with the servants immediately drove Ara to his residence and Prince Yul stayed. Meanwhile, Prince Yul rushes to meet his father, helping him drive back to the palace.

"Miss, while waiting for your husband to come back, come in and stay in the room. He will return when he is done with his business" said one of the servants.

Ara with her anxious face could only wait, hoping that the return of the husband brought good news for her. Because it was their first night, Ara waited for her husband to come home in his wedding dress. This is done because according to tradition, the wedding dress should only be taken off by her husband on their first night. He sat on the edge of the window facing the mountain. That night, it was different than usual. The moon looks so bright and charming. For some reason, that night was full of joy.

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(Crown Prince Palace)

Inside the warm room, the Crown Prince smiled happily, seeing how the wife's beautiful fingers touched his arms carefully. He narrowed his eyes, wading the beautiful face of his wife. "Why silence?" asked the Crown Prince looking at her gently.

Youra did not care about it, only continued to do her job well until the wound was wrapped neatly. She tidied up her tangled dress, wanting to get up from there immediately.

"God.."

The voice of the Crown Prince whimpering in pain made Youa turn back. "Is it still sick?" ask Youra.

The Crown Prince grabbed his wife's hand, taking her back to sit next to him. "I apologize to me" said the Crown Prince.

"A-what?" youa asked confusedly.

The Crown Prince put a hand under his wife's chin, raised it, brought it close to his face. "I'm sorry to me. I will forgive you," the Crown Prince added with his handsome face.

Degs... Degs...

Youra's heart was beating very fast.

Youra averted her face quickly, "Crown Prince, this is outrageous. I'm just here to express my gratitude for helping me." Youra pushed her husband's body, rushing away from the room. However, once again the step stopped, when he heard the moaning from the husband. She turned back, approaching to help her husband.

"Don't move much, your wound will bleed again."

The Crown Prince looked at the wife, but he was getting more and more into her wounds.

"Crown Prince, are you out of your mind?!" youra shouted to see the blood back in the bandage of his wound.

"Do I need to break my heart too to keep you here?"

The Crown Prince's question made Youra shed tears, her face smiling, but her heart could not lie. She only loves Jun, and feels the Crown Prince is just pretending to be nice to her, in order to cover up her mistake of already killing her brother Young. He always thought the Crown Prince might be playing a charade, because he felt guilty about it.

"Why are you pretending to be nice to me? Is there anything that pulls from me? You don't know me, then suddenly force me to marry you. Are you shameless?" youra asked excessively, the more painful it was to hear.

The Crown Prince set a tightness on his chest. "I love you."

Youra was trying to gather her consciousness that was about to float away, she was completely unable to twitch after hearing a few words from a man without those top clothes.

Youra took a breath, only then laughed out loud. "Haha.. Of love? What do you know about cin.."

"Youra Lee. About love, you're all I know."

That word stopped the disdainful laughter of Youra. He really didn't think it could happen.

The Crown Prince realized, the wife is locked up. He took the opportunity to get closer to Youra. He brought his face closer to Youra's face. His eyes were exploring the tiny pink lips of his wife that looked filled and so beautiful. Youra was getting claustrophobic, wanting to dodge immediately, but somehow she was getting petrified. Her husband's handsome face was too close to his, showing how perfect the lines were. With hair drenched in sweat, the bangs slightly dangled over the Crown Prince's forehead, his lips red with eyebrows and thick eyelashes beautifying that face. Youra was stunned, unable to move as her imaginary level began to work.

"I'm sorry to me, before you really lose me" the Crown Prince whispered.

Their breaths clashed against each other, creating an exciting overlapping rhythm. The Crown Prince's fragrant breath and body seemed to hypnotize Youra, binding her body to be immobile.

Very tense, Youra was so tense that she glared at how her husband's sharp eyes were looking warmly at her passionate lips. The Crown Prince's hand crept behind his back, pulling him closer until the body was almost stuck together.

"I am yours. You deserve to have what's on me, you know that?" asked the Crown Prince in a slightly seductive low tone. Youra nodded quickly to let go immediately.

"Can't your husband have you?" asked the Crown Prince once again looking fondly at his eyes expectantly. Youra almost fell into a beautiful twilight with her husband. However,

"I promise, I'll go back to brother after everything's done."

His promise to Jun, returns the remaining debris of consciousness. Only, her body was locked in her husband's arms, unable to move. The Crown Prince looked at the wife's stiff face, immediately letting go of her embrace. Very aware, that the wife will not be willing to give herself.

"I'm taking a shower." The Crown Prince restored that awkward atmosphere to be better than before.

"Huh? You are still sick, how can you.." Youa asked in a cut, when she realized that the Crown Prince who was in front of her, was bare-chested looking at her.

Youra was stunned, immediately pulling her body away a little. "A-what? No, I don't want to."

"I don't want the waiter to see me. Only you can see it."

The Crown Prince's words really made Youra gulp. His brain's gone somewhere. His mind became more mature than usual. The man with the perfect visual that was giving himself, was her own husband. Youra did not want to hear any deeper words than that, but her feet were heavy to walk away.

Youra with a heavy heart approached, holding the husband's arm tightly, helping him to step into the bathhouse. The Crown Prince wanted to lower his pants, wanting to open everything, but Youa deftly turned around. "Your Majesty, what are you doing?" youra asked angry from embarrassment.

"I want to take a shower. Why?"

"Why do you say? How can you undress in front of a woman?" youa asked pressing.

"I undressed in front of my wife, is that a problem?"

Hearing her, Youra could only bite her lips. "Then bathe yourself, don't ask me!"

The Crown Prince smiled, very happy to see the wife's funny reaction. This was the first time, Youra spoke for quite a long time with him. Being scolded by his wife was very pleasant for him. So happy, the excruciating pain made him forget. The Crown Prince went into the bathtub with a feeling of pleasure, with his trousers still with him. Not long ago he felt happy, Youra suddenly incised back such a deep wound in his heart.

"Don't ever think I'm doing this because I want to. I told you I'm doing this as my thanks to you."

The Crown Prince was very claustrophobic, he came out of the bathtub limping with his wet body very angry, pulling Youra's body to turn to look at him, re-hugging him tightly.

"I told you not to hurt me again!" Full of emotion, the Crown Prince trembled letting out tears in both corners of his eyes.

No need to think long, the Crown Prince just bent his body slightly, landing his beautiful lips on top of Youra's filled lips. Youra rebelled, pushing the Crown Prince's body with all her might, until the weak Crown Prince was pushed away. "Are you really insane?!"

Her husband looked extremely frustrated as his lips were forced to be pushed away. "I'm sorry" said the Crown Prince with a deep disappointed look, heading towards the bathtub again.

However, Youra's pounding heart made her regain consciousness. That's her husband, she has every right to do it.

Youra pulled back her husband's body to turn back to her, tore her body, and..

She ran quickly out of the Crown Prince's residence, after peeping her husband's lips.

Have I gone crazy?

***

Until nightfall, Prince Yul has not yet returned to his residence. Ara was still sitting in her cubicle with the heavy wedding dress waiting for a long time. She kept running to the door to see if her husband had arrived or not, but until then, her husband did not return home. She was very anxious, afraid that something bad might happen to her husband.

After some time, after a long wait, it appeared from the main gate of their residence a man assisted by two servants came to his house. Ara quickly ran barefoot out of her room. "My prince!" he shouted when he realized who was coming home.

Ara approached, smelling the smell of wine and perfume so stinging woman from her husband's body. Slapping hard on him became extremely injured. Even on their first night, he had to witness a painful truth. The good facts that people say about Prince Yul are just a ruse and a lie. She only realized one thing, not the Crown Prince who likes to play women in brothels (night stands) as people say, but in reality, her husband is the despicable man. Her husband, Prince Yul.

Ara tried to be calm, unable to show that disappointment in front of many people. She understood, her husband is famous for having noble character. He must help to cover that disgrace and truth from many eyes.

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In their room, Ara was crying. While Prince Yul laughed quite loudly, hurting his wife's heart. "Why are you crying?" ask Prince Yul.

Ara pulled her husband's collar, "How could you do such a cruel thing on our first night? Don't you appreciate me as a wife?" snapped Ara while crying.

"Ah yes, you are right. It's our first night, huh? Come here, baby, come here."

The drunk man continued to pull his wife's body, until she lay on the bed. "What a beauty this wife of mine, is really the king's choice." His sassy hand just landed on all the vital points of the wife.

"Prince what are you doing?!" ara's shout squirmed as that hand presumptuously barged into the back of her dress.

"Isn't this our first night?" Prince Yul took off his clothes, piercing the defenseless body of his wife.

Ara cried getting rude and disgusting treatment from her husband who was heavily drunk.

"Why are you crying, baby?" prince Yul asked, rubbing Ara's messy hair.

Plaque!

Ara slapped a huge slap on her husband's cheek. The slap was greeted by the giggling laughter of Prince Yul who was excited.

"Is this what a prince does to his wife?!" ara cried loudly.

Prince Yul doesn't care how angry his wife is. He continued without ethics to play his savage instincts on their first night. Painful, for a noble woman who was very familiar with morals and ethics, it was very painful.

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