DESTINY MAGIC

The Torment That Doesn't End

A week since David emailed his proposal for a partnership with Adam Aimo, David used Leo's retail subsidiary, this time David tried to break into Adam Aimo's company, it is too risky if he uses a company that he manages himself, because indirectly his name is also little known among entrepreneurs, because he is indeed Allard's assistant who follows wherever Allard goes on business trips and meetings with other entrepreneurs.

After he sent a reply to an email from Adam Aimo's company, David closed his laptop with a satisfied smile, then glanced at the bodyguards who were practicing, even though he was not currently doing his job, because today is the weekend but David still told his men to continue training.

So when at any time the energy is needed, the bodyguards do not feel stiff and shocked because they are accustomed to practicing every morning before running the morning routine.

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Allard smiled with his eyes fixed on his wife without blinking a bit, Ica had just taken a shower, still using a bathrobe, wet hair that still dripped water from the edges, he said, I don't know why make her look sexy and charming in the eyes of the husband.

Allard noticed his strange attitude by smiling to himself at the sight of his wife, he instantly scooped his rough face with both palms, as a man who had fasted for more than two months, makes him want his biological needs, but what power he still has to be patient with the condition of his wife.

Moreover, all of it was a mistake that he made, all this time he tried to restrain himself even though it felt very difficult, not infrequently he took a cold shower at night, but he took a cold shower at night, when he can no longer withstand the turmoil of his passion, which arises when he comes into contact with the wife skin during his night's sleep.

When this was the toughest test for him every night, he could only touch without being able to enjoy, and when it was no longer able to hold him, Allard ran to the bathroom, flushing his body with cold water, still fully dressed, hoping that the cold of the night water could calm his junior back.

Allard really felt this as the toughest torture for him, when compared to when he had to torment his body, because of getting a blow from his enemy during a fight.

As a man who was used to living a free life changing women every night, Allard felt very heavy and difficult, but he should be able to withstand it, even though he could actually play solo, he said, but Ica's remarks a few days ago stopped her desire to do just that.

Ica said if in his belief he should not do that, since then Allard never again played solo, and it made him more tortured.

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Allard who had taken a shower and was checking his e-mail was stunned by the sight this morning. Because he had indeed never seen Ica in such a state. He closed his laptop, and immediately followed the wife who was on the walk in closed, when her work was done.

Allard immediately gulped his saliva, when he saw the smooth yellowish white skin and the wife's sexy body, which was plastered in front of him when Ica would wear her home dres.

While Allard walked over, Ica, who did not know her husband was there in the same room with her, was seen focusing on finishing her clothes.

But unexpectedly when he had not yet put on his dres, suddenly Allard's big and sturdy hand was perfectly circular in his flat stomach, Ica suddenly snorted in shock and moved agitatedly.

He who has never received such treatment, feels very awkward and uncomfortable, is in the arms of the husband, in a state of only wearing the interior, making him continue to move restlessly, although it is undeniable, there was a strange feeling he felt at this moment.

His heart skipped a beat, his heart rippled, and the fine hairs all over his skin felt crimped, as Allard dyed his smooth neck.

The hot breath from Allard made Ica even more agitated and moved her neck left and right. So that makes Allard anxious and increasingly tighten his embrace.

Ica realized, something was trying to stop and harbored by the husband, although Allard did not say it, but Ica knew that Allard was very tortured for several months.

It was evident that something hardened and rebellious was right behind him at this moment, even though it was covered by a cloth, but Ica could still sense that it had reacted when their skin came into contact, as is happening right now.

But Ica did not have the courage to tell Allard, if the psychiatrist and doctor who handled Ica's trauma said, he had to learn to try to do his duty again, he said, although still have to remember the limits of his ability and ability to control his fear.

But Ica has not dared to rather feel embarrassed when going to say it to Allard, considering he is indeed a very taboo person with it.

"All,. a-I... "

Allard's words really made his heart full, he was increasingly shrouded in guilt, because he could not do his duty as a wife. Allard has excellent self-control and amazing according to him, considering the lunge of Allard so far.

"forgive me All, ".

"it's okay baby, I don't blame you, it's all my fault".

Allard answered Ica's words, gently, but her hands were slightly nosy by stroking and rubbing whatever she could reach.

"i'll try harder to fight my fear all".

"thank you honey, you've been trying really well all this time, I'm sorry"..

Allard said, still giving wet kisses on the neck and shoulders of the wife.

"no All, I thank you, because you didn't force it on me, even you who tried so hard, controlled yourself so well up to this point".

"i'll wait for that moment to arrive baby, won't I, the pleasure of breaking the fast will be more felt many times the pleasure?..."

allard's words instantly made Ica's cheeks instantly meet, she smiled as she nodded her head with a timid face.

Allard turned the wife's body, facing her, Ica threw away her gaze in all directions because she was embarrassed, being watched very carefully by her husband for the first time, because what used to be Allard is not fully conscious.

Allard gulped his saliva several times he saw his wife's body with misty eyes, but he immediately shook his head, when he realized that his wife had not recovered from her trauma.

"i helped you dress up, baby, before I lost control of you".

Said Allard who answered a nod by Ica, then Allard took the dres he chose from his wife's wardrobe, helped Ica put on her clothes, then pulled Ica's hand to sit in front of the dressing table, which is not far from both.

Allard took a hairdrayer from inside the dresser drawer, turned it on then helped Ica dry her wet hair, a thing Allard never did at all to any woman including her own mother.

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Hay my dear, some days my writing spirit is declining, in addition to busyness, the number of vote n readers let alone comments decreased, I feel kya this work has been waiting for Upnya ...

What because it has been boring with the groove what I do not know...

Then I try to finish this before making a new story.

Does anyone want to read my story and next novel????

I insecure if I want to ask for vote support, like n comen will be...

thanks to you guys who already want to read my crumbs work, 😊😊😊😊😊🙏🙏🙏