My beloved, the Princess

Ep. 24

Ayodhya sat himself in the seat of his king. He intends to restart work that was previously delayed. However, something disturbed his mind.

"As a noble I want to educate my daughter to always be superior."

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"Of course, Ayodhya is our pride."

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"Ayodhya, baby. Remember that! One day you'll have to be the girl who leads and takes down all the opponents."

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"Ayodhya, I've always been proud of you. My daughter raised her face high. Never looked down on anyone."

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"How can my daughter be defeated by that young man Kusumawidjaja, do you think she can live with the shame of her noble title?!"

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Ayodhya went on a rampage when the words came back to his mind. He dropped everything on his desk. His eyes were reddening with anger.

Then he fell on the floor. Tears were rushing down his cheeks, even though 7 years had passed, the burden of a noble was still borne by him. He was tired of pretending to be evil in front of others. He was also tired of putting his noble mask on every step of his foot.

But, ironically, the words and responsibilities that his mother put on his frail back he could not just throw away.

"Akkkkkhhhhh!!!!!!" His screams were loud, causing the secretary who was on standby in front of his space to burst in.

"Miss, what's wrong? Holy jeez!" Lina calmed down and looked worriedly at the superior.

Ayodhya was crying. Making his secretary confused is not a bitch.

"Yahoooooo!!! Huaoooooo!!"

"Miss, what's wrong?" Lina was crying because she was confused about what to do. He then went out to call someone.

"Mr Kusumawidjaja, something happened with Miss . Can you come?"

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"Yes?"

"Mr Kusumawidjaja, something happened with Miss. Can you come?" Lina's question sounded agitated and worried.

Sabian who heard it suddenly felt worried when the sound of Ayodhya's crying entered their conversation.

"What's going on?" Although trying to sound calm, Sabian could not cover her trembling voice.

"I don't know, Sir. Suddenly she screamed and cried." Obviously Lina was as excited.

"Well, in 15 minutes I'm coming!"

Sabian hastily closes the phone and delivers a message to Bobby (Personal Assistant) to replace him in the meeting. And after that at lightning speed he went to Ayodhya's office.

Arriving at Ayodhya's office, Sabian ran to the elevator and pressed the 17th button where Ayodhya's room was, and when the door opened, he barged into Ayodhya's room without paying any heed to Lina's respect.

He sat down in front of the girl. Ayodhya was still in the same condition, only her two eyes were now beginning to swell. Sabian hugged her and unexpectedly Ayodhya also hugged her back.

Whether conscious or not, Ayodhya actually cried on the chest of the man Kusumawidjaja. Crying loudly until Sabian's shirt is wet with the tears and snot of his beloved woman.

The two were in that intimate position for a long time until Ayodhya was tired and fell asleep. However, his hands were still loyal to Sabian's body, the tight grip on his shirt was not the slightest bit loose even though the owner had fallen asleep.

Sabian carried Ayodhya with her bridal style, hid the veiled face to her chest and carried her calmly into the car. Ignoring the few pairs of eyes that wanted to know what happened to their big boss.

Sabian drove his car to his mansion. No matter how crazy he is, it is impossible to bring Ayodhya who is in a state of chaos back to his home. Or he can get angry with a fierce fox if he sees his beloved sister coming home with a terrible situation.

Arriving home, Sabian took Ayodhya to the bed and laid her down. Take off those high heels and then envelop Ayodhya's body.

Sabian momentarily noticed the beautiful face of the angel while sleeping, although a little reddened and swollen not the slightest melted the natural beauty of her lover. Sabian boldly removed Ayodhya's hairband and removed the limp child from the peaceful face.

He then kissed Ayodhya on the forehead, went down to the nose, and ended up on her lips. It is not the intention of seeking profit in narrowness. Blame him as a normal, unstoppable man when the woman you love is near you. Whoever a man is cannot resist his desires.

Sabian stepped out after making sure Ayodhya was sleeping comfortably and soundly. His job now is to cook a special meal that they will use for dinner.