Desire Sister Stepdaughter

CHAPTER 62 - You Winner

In fact, what Zayyan did to him during the day didn't work. Fabian stayed awake even though it was ten in the night, various ways Zoya had done. Without Zayyan explaining Zoya actually understood what the man was feeling, his eyes and his angry face Zayyan had been letting out since after dinner.

"When is his sleep? Replace, Mama make Papa," Zayyan pinta with her sluggish face, the man fretted alone while Zoya could do nothing.

"Patience, Brother .." said Zoya hoping Zayyan could understand, several times the man stared at the clock on the wall of their room.

In a moment what, until this moment Fabian is still that fresh. Not needing milk but just asking for Zoya's time to play with him, even more viciously Fabian does not allow Zayyan to join her in bed with them.

The fierce battle between these two men was still going on. Zayyan who was self-centered clearly felt tormented because his son behaved the same. Until, he chose to go to the workspace first.

"Honey, if he has slept pick up, yes" said Zayyan before passing out, he no longer has a way because his son is very sensitive tonight.

Zoya nodded obediently then reviewed her warm smile, while Fabian who could not escape the milk still stared at the departure of the father. Maybe if he could talk, Fabian would mock Zayyan desperately because he chose to lose in the end.

Arriving at his study, Zayyan tried to forget his hassrat for a moment. He's trying to be serious and focused on the job tonight. Not much actually, just that he was trying to divert his mind so as not to ring with his wife.

"Is it possible that karma has ever been duplicitous? But it was Zoya who asked."

Really, in these moments Zayyan thinks what might he experience is the result of him who once cheated on Zoya even though not accidentally. However, Zayyan married two women at once.

At a time when many people told about his closeness with the bati, Zayyan himself felt how cruel the son was at night. Not only can not have fun but approach Zoya alone he does not allow.

Surprisingly, Fabian was so in certain moments, precisely when Zayyan really wanted Zoya. It was as if understanding how his father felt and he would be that calm making Zayyan seem crazy.

The first ten minutes Zayyan still often turned his head and hoped that Zoya would open the door from the outside, unfortunately that time did not also arrive until he actually continued his work. It's okay, Zayyan is trained this kind of thing and definitely not the first time so it should be normal, the man thought.

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While on the other hand, Zoya who has just managed to put Fabian to sleep immediately prepares to pick up the husband. The drama once in the workspace had to be picked up first, he thought.

"Good night, sweetie .. good sleep," whispered Zoya softly and wished Fabian well until tomorrow.

What dreams did Zoya come to her husband like this, just out of pity Zayyan was too tired with so many broken hopes today she came to Zayyan like a teaser.

Stepping slowly into the workspace, he again settles in his own residence because he is worried that his domestic assistant sees his condition.

Arriving at the study, Zoya is shocked by the empty chair and the lights are still on. Zayyan wasn't there, it seemed like he was out because his computer was still on the table.

Zoya again passes out, looking for Zayyan's whereabouts still wearing black lingerie that shows clearly the curves of her body.

While searching, he found Zayyan who was brewing a cup of coffee. Zayyan was not aware of his presence, so the man stared at him unblinkingly as Zoya approached.

Glug

"Shh aaw."

Zayyan panicked, the hot coffee almost spilled to make his hands red. Zoya heats up instantly when she realizes Zayyan is too deep to look at her.

"What are you doing?"

"What do you think?"

Zoya laughs when she hears Zayyan's response, since long ago she did not like to get such questions. Pitying the fate of her husband, Zoya immediately pulled a tissue and wiped Zayyan's hands carefully.

"Be careful, what his work habits where his eyes go," said Zoya not mean angry but expression of concern.

"You come around like this what does it mean, tease me?" asked Zayyan looking at him fixedly, Zoya who usually had to be teased first suddenly did this kind of thing, obviously she wanted to.

"His intention is so, Brother is not tempted huh?" zoya asked, giving a disappointed expression because she felt her efforts were in vain.

"Don't ask about it, it's definitely yes, Zoya," Zayyan replied without thinking of scooping up Zoya's rancid lips at a glance, sweet and it seems that Zoya deliberately decorated herself first before coming to Zayyan.

"Sleeping fabian?"

"Yes, sleep." Zoya is still nervous and still avoids Zayyan's gaze, whether she can be ordinary to look into Zayyan's eyes at this time.

"Where you? Room, over here or on the couch?" asked Zayyan to pull over Zoya's hair, the man again kissed Zoya's sweet lips.

"Gilla, we're not just here, either" whispered Zoya, worried that Zayyan would start now because the man's hand was already tracing behind her.

"Whatever, we are husband and wife .. wrong she why dare to go out at night," said Zayyan really did not care and now softly smeared the lips of the ranum the wife.

"Hhmmmpp, be patient, not here, brother."

"Ck, there are so many plays .. not in our room, Fabian usually wakes up, the guest room only," said Zayyan then pulled Zoya's wrist, the coffee that he had brewed slowly cold itself might not even be drunk until the morning.

- To Be Continue -