Naughty Sugar's

[20] The Lost Hope

ELENA POV 

Sunday mornings some people were already busy grooming me and preparing some decorations for the preparation later tonight because there would be a birthday party in this luxurious house. Yes, my husband's mansion and today we're going to take after-wedding photos.

“Master chose this dress for today's photo, how is Miss Elena? Do you like?” ask Brian, the one who set up my wardrobe and Max's today.

Last night Max said that before we got married yesterday we should have pre-wedding photos, but because of my impossible circumstances, Max didn't want to take my break. She was very worried about my situation after what happened before we got married yesterday. So, this photo session turned into after the wedding.

Actually I was quite moved because Max was like preparing for our wedding in earnest. There is no drama or compulsion at all.  It's like I deserve this once-in-a-lifetime happiness.

“Sugar, how?” max's voice suddenly made me realize that I seemed to be daydreaming for too long.

“Oh it... Why not with another dress?” I asked to see the dress Brian was holding in his left hand. I like the details, but…

“Do you deliberately want to make me angry, Sugar?” max asked with his eyes twitching.

While I looked at Brian as if asking for an answer to the half-woman man. Brian put the dress that I mentioned earlier on the bench and instead forced me to try on the dress that Max chose. However, before I disappeared behind the bathroom door. Brian whispered something into my ear.

“Looks like your husband is very possessive. He doesn't want his wife to look sexy in the eyes of others. That shirt was pretty open, you know?” she said then the bathroom door she closed tightly and I suddenly held my own cheek.

Max, is he a possessive man? Ah already! Forget that! I need to get dressed quickly, take a photo with Max and take a break for the evening. Of course, I had to mentally prepare because most of the ones that came were definitely from the artist and Max's business friends. Even if I have friends, it's because I invited them personally through my social media messages. Yeah, Max finally bought me a new HP, but baby, Max just let me keep the numbers, Brother Irene, Jon, Rain, Bi Tina, Aaron and Andrew. Besides, he said I had to give him permission first. Really sucks, but better than no HP at all.

Tok, tock, tock, tock,

“Sugar! Are you all right?! You need help?” max's voice knocked on the bathroom door.

I went out and turned my body. “I can't close it, can you help me?” ask her.

For a moment I didn't get any response from Max. I almost turned my body around before finally, I felt a soft kiss on my exposed back. Max's fingers moved towards my waist. My body is like being stung by electricity and does not know whether to refuse or vice versa.

“You know why I don't like sweet coffee, I just love bitter coffee like americano.”

I didn't understand what Max was saying, but I could feel his breathing coming down my back and then moving on my nape. “A-I don't know,” I said somehow had to come out stammering. How humiliating!

“That's because you're so sweet. I don't need sweet drinks, because you're my candlestick,” he said right in my ear gave me goosebumps.

I closed my eyes too, not knowing what Max was doing to me because I was kind of in his crib.

“Honey, we can't do it now. I can't force you, can I, Sugar? I'm still waiting until that day comes. The day you were ready and came by yourself,” he said as he pulled my shirt zipper.

Stupidly why should I close my eyes! I am so ashamed of it! I turned my body around and pushed her not to block my path. Before I actually left it, I heard Max laughing. He must be satisfied to have made me like that! Max is brash!

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“Ya nice! The position of the man can be slightly tilted and the woman looks into his eyes,” said the photographer makes me so sick to hold him longer.

“OK! Hold it! Nice!” he said it and the reflection of the light grew longer and made me a little uncomfortable.

“In a moment, we have not arrived at a more friendly photo,” he replied with the blink of his eyes made me unconsciously chuckle.

I feel like I'm used to dealing with it like this. A day of not teasing me would feel weird and slowly I somehow liked everything he did to me. This is what I'm afraid of. What if I fall in love with her? While he's just using me as a tool towards what he wants.

The cup!

Max kissed my lips and the photographer was seen taking photos several times. Now it's moving on my cheek and also the nose that she's sticking to my nose.

“Ah why not from earlier?! It turned out to be better like this,” said the photographer to us.

I pushed Max's shoulder a little because my cheek was red. But Max pulled me until we fell on the bench. Now I was in his lap looking into his eyes. The spontaneous movements we create seem to be objects of interest to photographers.

“Newly this time I took a photo of Romeo and Juliet 20th century version. You guys really fit in! Without having to be made up, your expression is already radiating full of love!” the photographer said it made me stand straight out of Max's lap.

“You're too much!” Max flicked his hand at Ryn. He also stood up from his seat while putting his palm into his pants pocket. “How was the result?” ask Max.

“OK! Enough already! You can see it.”

Ryn gave us some previews of our photos on the computer and Max seemed to smile like he was very satisfied with the results. I was also very curious to catch up with them immediately. Max pulled me up and hugged me from behind.

“Isn't everything good?” max asked me and I nodded with a smile as the result was very good. I like everything.

“Ryn, tonight there will be a birthday party to know Elena. Can it be printed the biggest one today? I'll install it in our living room as well as in a private room.

“Ahh what a pity, I can't guarantee it, Max. Maybe if it's just one I can work on, how?”

“Alright, it's okay. I want this one,” Max points to the position where he presses my cheek to weave and he kisses her with anxiety.

Well, I can feel her more coercive and possessive soul, but somehow my heart starts pounding as she does sweet things like this. Max, does he feel what I feel right now? Thumping, happy, not wanting to be far away and wanting to always be embraced by her. The first time I could feel something like this in my life; mixed with worry I could not explain what it was.

Brak! I heard the door open and hit the wall behind him.

“Master! Lothawat! Mr. Alfred contacted me and said that Miss Natt..”.

We all fell silent watching Tina who put on her panicked face. “N-nona Nattalie attempted suicide!”

Max who heard it ran away just left me. While I. my feet are like jelly that do not know can stand back upright or not. I had just felt happy, but now I understood that the feeling was clearly only momentary. It was only when I was with her that she felt the sweet things she gave me, but it wasn't really mine. It all belongs to someone else.

“Nona! Are you okay?!” tina's voice tried to calm me down and check my condition.

I shook my head too. “Tina, please take me to the room. Later in the night, my show still has to run! Whatever happens! I want my show to go as planned,” I said slowly and Tina nodded.

Stupid fuck! I have to prove to Max that I'm not a weak woman! I can do anything without him and because this after-married event doesn't just involve him. I still want to do it professionally. I must! I have to get my share of money to save up after everything's done.

Happy lebaran! Happy Eid al-Fitr for those who run^^ sorry inner birth yes and thank you for reading my work^^