MARRIAGE TRAP

PARTY #2

Lyra felt Romy's lips sweep across her temple and held back the warmth that spread all over her body. Ignoring Romy meant ignoring himself from the passion that the man was able to awaken with just a little effort.

Fortunately, the ballroom door opened, and guests in the perilahka entered to take their seats at the tables that have been set.

The invitations were shown, then they were escorted to a seat, and Lyra was well aware of Romy's hand on her waist as they headed towards the front of the spacious room.

Is this only the shadow of Lyra, or is the attention to them blatant? The cause cannot be ascertained whether because of news about their marriage that began to spread, or just out of curiosity about Romy Wijaya's latest girlfriend.

Ten-seater round tables in an instant filled up, guests sipping drinks delivered by servants with a background of music that faintly flowed through the sound. There was plenty of time to talk before the head of the charity foundation stood on the podium to give a speech and give praise for the amount of donations raised, while encouraging guests that night to donate more.

They sit down with two couples who vaguely remember that they met in a similar way a few years ago, the blond beauty flirted with her partner while glancing furtively at Romy, and the two men in their early forties who were as knowledgeable as Lyra were the sisters.

The waiter began serving appetizers, and Lyra quietly observed the blonde trying to attract attention.

"Don't let him bother you." the soft voice of a man advising him, da Lyra turned to look at the young man sitting next to her as Lyra remembered his name as Robert, and his younger brother Anthony, the renowned interior designer.

"It's good to see you back with Romy."

Do you know how it happened? The words Lyra did not say out loud. "Thank you." she replied gracefully.

Tonight's entertainment event was filled by the appearance of a comedian, a parade of designer dresses, and a singer.

The comedy was featured in the break between appetizers and main meals. As a storyteller, he makes everyone laugh at his funny stories and jokes. She easily managed to get guests to relax, including Lyra, who clapped happily as the man stood still on stage for a few seconds before kneeling down and asking for a welcome.

Romy shifted closer in the middle of the next appearance and then wrapped one hand casually around Lyra's waist, and for a few minutes he was only aware of the man's whereabouts, warm physical contact, along with the exclusive aroma of cologne Romy. Realizing the man's power and sexual attractiveness data, passion promises and seeps into Lyra's bones and spreads throughout her body.

The blonde sitting across the street had increased her seduction, making her partner seem a little embarrassed and Lyra put one hand over Romy's thigh.

That movement in an instant caught Romy's attention, and Lyra returned the gaze in those black eyes calmly.

"You have fans."

"Andrea?"

"Do I have to be possessive and show my wedding ring?" ask Lyra sweet. "Do you think that's excessive?"

"He's just playing around."

"Ah." said Lyra sage. "Maybe I should play games too." He raises his hand and pokes Romy's cheek with his finger, and finds Romy catching his question and bringing it to the man's lips.

Romy simply smiled and carried their hands fused onto his lap. For a few seconds Lyra was tempted to let go of her hand, and found the man's fingers grasping her tighter.

"Can't help myself, huh?" lyra scorned slowly, and saw the man's eyes turn dark.

"You're next."

The servants came out together as they moved quickly to serve the main meal, and Lyra concentrated on the food served so beautifully.

The models sauntered on the catwalk along with the main food, and the appearance of some of the latest evening dresses, formal and casual clothes. The music rhymed faster, the floodlights gave special effects, and applause echoed as the last model disappeared behind the stage.

Dessert arrived, then coffee, and it was time for the guests to get off the table and have a conversation.

In a moment, Lyra thought in relief, the night will be over and we will be gone.

But he did not take into account how quickly their wedding news spread, making their way out of the ballroom standstill as some guests congratulated.

It wasn't hard to stand smiling beside Romy with the man's hand on his waist. Although the smile almost vanished a little as Romy's hand slowly slid down his butt, and held on there.

Inevitably a number of journalists and phophographers from one media asked for an official statement, and Romy agreed with some brief details.

"I heard you just renewed your relationship."

Romy looked at Lyra deeply, a gaze that was entirely primitive. "Yes." Yeah."

Waw.. Lyra had to try hard so as not to melt into a puddle at her feet. He knows all this for the media.

The camera lights shot out, and the moment was immortalized for everyone to see, no doubt it would appear in most newspapers the next day.

"Three years after you broke up."

The facts given by a reliable source, thought Lyra jaded, realizing that rumors had spread.

Romy carefully finished the interview. "Excuse me."

It was already midnight when Romy asked the attendant to bring his car to the front door, and Lyra let out a sigh of relief as the man drove the car in the middle of the night traffic in the city.