
The next day, several female staff members broke into Lyra's room. Each staff is doing a different service. One of the staff brought him breakfast and put it on the table. Other staff were preparing water in the bathtub for the Lyra bath. One other staffer was preparing one of the clothes in the closet that just came this morning for Lyra. All kinds of clothes are available, along with high heels and branded bags.
One of the staff was trying to wake Lyra from her sleep.
"Mrs, it's morning. Master told you to eat your breakfast."
Lyra had been awake since, she could not sleep well because of the pain in her body.
"I don't want to!"
The staff who woke him did not stop, he was threatened by his master. "Madam, sir said if you don't eat and I think I'll be fired. Please my lady, I have a family to feed."
Lyra cried out in frustration in her heart, but she was not the type of person who did not care about the suffering of others. Finally, enduring the pain, he rose from his bed.
His naked body was surrounded by blankets, because the body part between his legs hurt he had difficulty walking to clean his body last night. As a result, her body still smells the scent of intercourse with her husband.
The two staff eyes that woke her up immediately startled to see a lot of red marks on Lyra's neck.
"What's wrong? Why look at me like that?" ask Lyra.
The staff shook their heads, "What about breakfast, ma'am?"
"I want to take a shower first, please help me walk."
The staff dared not ask further, he helped Lyra walk into the bathroom.
Lyra held down the blanket wrapped around her naked body, limping her way to the bathroom.
The staff in the bathroom immediately stepped aside as Lyra entered.
"Do you want me to help you, ma'am?" ask the bathroom staff.
"No! You two get out. I'll soak in the bathtub, when it's done I'll call you."
Lyra got into a bathtub filled with warm water, and the staff closed the door.
After feeling her body clean, Lyra called the staff outside to help her stand up. But there was no answer, he shouted again. "Whoever is outside, help me stand up. I'm done."
The door was open, not the staff coming in but Max.
Max stared at the naked body of his wife who was full of love marks from him. From the neck to the chest down. He smiles. "All the staff have been told to leave, all that remains is me. So, can I help you?"
"Go! I don't need your help!" Lyra throws the soap bottle next to the bathtub towards Max.
Max dodged, he shrugged his shoulders. "All right."
Max came out, but he opened the bathroom door wide.
Lyra with all her might stood up, enduring the pain. He put on a towel and slowly walked out by biting his lips so as not to scream in pain.
Max just stood by watching Lyra.
As Lyra was about to reach the bed she slipped, Max swiftly restrained her body.
"Get your fucking hands off!"
Max did not let go of his hand, he grabbed their bodies and whispered in his wife's ear. "If I let go of my hand, your towel will come loose. You still want to continue that last night, I didn't think you'd enjoy it so much."
Lyra was already very angry, she wanted to shout rudely again but the one that came out of her mouth was even the moaning sound of her pain.
"Argh... "
Max hears her moans, he turns Lyra's body to face her.
"You sick? Your forehead's hot!" Max placed the back of his hand on Lyra's forehead.
Lyra brushed off Max's hand on her forehead, but at once her eyes blurred and her head turned. Lyra's body lingers in Max's arms and is finally unconscious.
"Damn it! He fainted!" Max lifts Lyra's body and lays her on the bed.
Max covers Lyra's naked body wrapped in a towel with a new blanket.
"Daniel! call my personal doctor!"
Max stared at Lyra's reddened face with an indecipherable look.