MARRIAGE TRAP

NEW BEGINNING

Lyra was awakened by the sound of a shower burning, and she submerged her head behind a pillow for a few minutes before looking at the clock.

At nine o'clock, he hasn't woken up since I don't know when, even on weekends.

Lyra found her body naked under the covers. The memory that caused it penetrated his mind as he recalled the events of the previous night.***, and how it affected his senses.

Her body, Lyra added, as each movement gave a reminder to her soft skin and muscles that she rarely uses.

Holy hooch! Whispers of despair slid from his lips, He failed to remain calm and unaffected! **** without emotion, with Romy!

Just be right.

Lyra realized when the sound of water flowing from the shower had stopped, and she quickly removed the blanket, picked up the first clothes that could be on her frame that turned out to be Romy's shirt, then quickly put on it.

The shirt was too big, the lower part fell below the knee, and Lyra could wrap her front twice around her slender body.

Her hair was a mess, and Lyra pulled it from her face with her fingers as Romy emerged from the bathroom, a towel wrapped around her waist, and she was too attractive to look at.

Not a single man she had ever met exuded such a powerful sexuality. The primitive passion behind her needs, knowing what to do to give women sexual pleasure.

Romt reminds Lyra of predators in the forest, brownish muscles, striding like a cat, and a knight-like heart.

"You done yet?"

Romy's relaxed temptation brings Lyra back to reality, and a red hue stings her cheek.

Three years ago, Lyra would have laughed happily, walked up to Romy and pulled her head to kiss him.

Now he was a little awkward and wanted to defend himself, and it was crazy, then Lyra clutched her body tightly over her chest when Romy approached her.

Romy touched Lyra's throbbing throat with her finger and her hand slid across Lyra's cheek.

"My shirt makes you look attractive." Her lips smiled broadly as she traced the corners of Lyra's lips with her thumb. He lowered his head and swept his lips against Lyra's forehead. "You should take a shower with me."

"I don't think so."

Does Lyra realize how helpless she looks?

Part of Romy wants to get Lyra back to bed, back to enjoying what they did last night. But it can wait.

"It's a shame."

The man looked amused, damn it, and Lyra stepped back, took clean clothes, then fled to the bathroom.

Ten minutes later she reappeared in the bedroom wearing linen pants and a V-collared jumper, her hair wrapped around the top of her head, with thin make-up and tall sandals.

Romy looked up from the laptop. "Do you want to order breakfast between meals, or eat in the dining room?"

"Eating room." Tukas Lyra without a doubt and saw Romy pressing the save button and then closing the laptop.

I was so hungry because all the energy was drained, Lyra thought to herself as she swallowed fresh juice, thick bitter coffee, and food.

"Ngemil." he said when he was almost full, biting toast with jam.

Romy filled his cup back with coffee, then leaned back in his chair, "We'll check-out, then drive to the tea garden, then drive around the town by noon."

Lyra looked at Romy carefully, "I don't mind if you want to go home soon." He can't, won't call Romy's mansion home. "There are tasks I must assess and lessons I must prepare for tomorrow." Lyra was silent unconsciously. "Surely you should check something out too."

"Nobody can't wait till night."

It was almost noon when they were gliding down the street, and passed the time by looking at the handicraft market, where Lyra found a beautiful colorful beaded bracelet. The bracelet was very beautiful, and he paid for it happily and put the wrapped bracelet in the bag.

"You're not gonna wear it?"

Lyra stared at Romy at a glance as they moved to the next store. "That's a gift." For a friend, the perfect gift.

Sheila's good friend whose playful sense of humor has helped ease the long hours of study at the University. Friends they keep in any part of the world they are.

It just so happens that Sheila is now in Jakarta teaching at an exclusive private school, and though they occasionally chat at length.

Lyra held back a groan when it occurred to her explaining her sudden marriage with.nothing but Romy Wijaya.

"You said something?"

Lyra returned Romy's questioning gaze and smiled sweetly. "Just beating."

Romy's eyes glittered amusedly, almost as if it was diving into Lyra's mind. No way, thought Lyra.

"Is there anything else you like?" ask Romy softly.

Beautiful earrings made by hand, tiny and very perfect with a knitted blouse of his favorite, but the price is out of reach, and Lyra just shook her head and took a walk in the next store displaying shiny glassware.

It was already evening when Romy entered the toll near the capital, the man turned to the small restaurant where they had dinner and enjoyed a very delicious salad, followed by pasta, which was a delicious treat, and drink coffee before proceeding a few more kilometers towards home.