Passion Love Hot Duda

Episode 25's

The next morning at exactly 10 am, Ziva woke up with a head that felt heavy and with a waist that felt so sore.

The girl tried to sit with a face expression holding back the pain. It felt like his whole body was crumbling, the core part was painful and painful of course. I don't know how many times her husband vented his hot passion last night.

"Basic Rian bastard. How can he do it 15 times on my first day as his wife." Ziva groused with pain all over his body.

"Where did that bastard go?" Ziva lowered his legs and tried to get out of his bed.

His legs felt so shaky as he tried to stand up. I don't know, I think he wanted to faint this morning. His head was dizzy and the least he could bear was the core part of his that felt a slashing pain.

"It hurts so much, I really can't stand this time. If you know this at last, I wouldn't marry that crazy widower." Ziva said with continuous grumbling non-stop.

Just as Ziva was about to give up on waking up, his body was suddenly lifted by the figure of a man who had a mint scent on his body. Who else is that man if not Rian, a handsome widower who has 1000 allure in every woman and also has incredible stamina in his bed.

"What are you doing! Lower me!" Pekik Ziva asks to be taken down from Rian's sling.

Without even poking at the slightest bit of her babble, Rian still carried her in his cradle and took her into the bathroom. "Down me! I can walk on my own, Rian!" She beat her husband's chest.

Then Rian also lowered Ziva's naked body into the buthup very slowly. "It's like this but still be stubborn. You can walk on your own with that ripped yours." Said Rian.

Ziva deliberately splashed water on Rian to make the man's shirt soaked. Yes, the shirt that has been neatly worn is now wet due to the actions of his wife.

Where this morning should have left for Rian's company at 8 am, but he deliberately left late because Ziva who did not come down when Rian was waiting for him in the dining room this morning.

Anxious, Rian decides to go back to the room to see Ziva. But what did he get after that? His clothes were actually made soaked by the figure of the girl who had been his legal wife since last night.

Rian took off his belt, then zipped his pants, and the last one was his shirt. "Hey, why are you taking your clothes off!" Ziva said by covering his chest when he saw Rian's gaze that led to the part he covered.

"Are you doing it on purpose so we can repeat what we did last night?" Rian asked with a foot that was about to go up to Ziva's buthup.

"No. Who wants to do it again? Get out of here, I'm gonna take a shower." Ziva said by pouring water on Rian using his palms.

Greb.

Rian who had managed to get into the buthup, immediately pressed both hands Ziva on the left and right side of his head. "What are you doing! Take off or I'll-"

"What will?" Rian said as if directly silencing Ziva's voice. "What is it, baby? A hum?" Ziva was silent with a gaze that then lowered his head slowly.

"Damn, why does he look so handsome." Ziva murmured in the heart. Yes, it seems that this time Ziva only realized that her husband had a handsome face, or even very handsome.

"Why silence? Wanting to try to fight back, renegade or-" Ziva shook his head quickly without daring to stare at the handsome face of her husband who was clearly very close to her.

And suddenly Rian took off both of Ziva's hands which he had pressed before. The man then moved from the buthup, not to go from there, but changed his position by sitting behind Ziva holding his woman's body.

"What are you la-"

"Srst..." Ziva was instantly silent. "Shut up and don't move, if you dare to move even a little then..." Rian closed his lips in Ziva's ear and whispered. "Don't blame me if you wake her up and I can't help myself for that."

With fear Ziva also tried to stay still and did not dare to move even a little in Rian's lap. It felt like his heart wanted to be dislodged and he wanted to scream out loud to ask for help from anyone who might be outside. But whatever the power, want to scream until his throat is dry even though there will be no one who hears it. Even if there were then still, no one would dare to come and help him. Because the ones in Rian's Mansion were only hundreds of his men and bodyguards.