
"Great master overtime in Miss's office. Master ordered us to serve you dinner Miss.." One of the servants entered the room.
"I'm still full. I just want to rest in my room.." Answer Syaha lazily.
The body felt cold after returning from the streets this afternoon. Not because she was uncomfortable at Ray's house but because Syaha felt unworthy there. Why did Ray bring her here? That's the biggest question. Tomorrow let Syaha ask Ray, today his body is very tired. Shaha put his body in the bed. Soon his body had wandered into dreamland. Today is enough to get here.
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Ray entered the house in a hurry. Wall clock shows at 11 p.m. He didn't think the meeting could be that long. Ray's been holding back from seeing Syaha ever since he left. Lucas's people in London forced him to stay in the office.
"The old men are outrageous.." Ray growled as soon as he set foot on the floor of his house.
"That's how they are, sir, they haven't seen you in a long time when you were at the Jakarta branch.." The shrill voice of his personal assistant in London sounded soothing.
"Is it because they know my wife is here that they make me work day and night? Arghhh. they're outrageous!" Ray's voice was rising.
Ray sees Sophia and some servants welcoming her arrival.
"Where is he?" Ask Ray without further ado.
"Miss is asleep, sir. Miss missed dinner. It seems Miss doesn't have appetite.." Sophia answered with great respect.
"No one goes upstairs until we come down Sophia. No need to prepare anything. If we need anything, we'll take care of it ourselves.." Tell Ray.
"Yes Mr.." Sophia was followed by several servants.
With a quick step Ray went up to the second floor then walked towards the very end of the room. When opening the room door Ray was a little disappointed because Syaha was already in the dream realm. But Ray didn't blame Syaha either. That damn job demands him to come home late at night. On the other hand, it is relieved that Syaha did not protest being forced to live in London. Even Syaha didn't ask why he was brought here. Uh even locked up here.
Ray immediately took off his suit and threw it away in any place. Syaha's deep sleep made him envious. Ray infiltrates Syaha's blanket and follows her to dreamland. His bare hands were coiled in Syaha's stomach. Peace. Comfortable. Warm.
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The eyes are still closed but the body language of each awake, conscious. Friction of the skin and adjacent positions cause them to be sensitive to each other. Let them seek a release. The passion and hot kiss became the opening of this afternoon.
When Syaha was fully awake, Ray was already on top of him,*** Syaha's body with a fluffy smile. Ray smashed the lips of greedy Syaha. The lips taste very sweet and make opium. Their breath was stung because of the hot kiss. Ray poked his forehead against Syaha's forehead. They smile at each other.
"Let me touch you.." Whisper Ray slowly.
Syaja. His eyes are perfectly round.
With red blushing cheeks. Syaha nodded slightly embarrassedly, he replied.. Yep!
Tubs titted. Ray immediately attacked Syaha blindly. The passion he's been craving for five years is evaporating. The longing for Ray's touch was also felt by Syaha. The touch that made him float.
That afternoon was a beautiful romance. Ray treated Syaha gently and carefully. Syaha's thin and frail body scared Ray. Afraid that if he did anything rude, the body would be destroyed.
Ray gives a small kiss on Syaha's lips and cheeks as Syaha's trembling body receives his touch. Syaha's body had changed, Ray realized that. Syaha has grown into a mature woman with a beautiful body. Ray is increasingly made intoxicated when they unite their bodies.
"Did I hurt you?" Ray paused for a moment.
"No. It's the first time in five years.." Answer the Shah stroked Ray's messy black hair.
"I'll slow down.." Ray said slowly.
Syaha nodded.
The current unification of their bodies was clear enough to be Syaha's answer to Ray's pleas to return to him. Ray no longer needs to be dizzy thinking of ways to win Syaha's heart again.
Ray smiled triumphantly as he looked at Syaha's helpless body beneath him with breathless breath and a forehead full of sweat.
Seriate...