Second Wife Young Master Arogan

I Love You

"Yeah! Axton!"

"Sst! Don't yell, Naora," whispered Axton near Naora's earlobe.

"I'm surprised, you suddenly pulled me."

Confined into Axton's arms, the woman staged a protest. However, instant attention is drawn to the strange-looking gelagat. The man squeezed the cloth on his chest while meiringis as if he was enduring the pain.

"What's wrong with you, Axton?" Naora started to look around, but Axton did not answer right away.

The beautiful woman like Barbie was a little away from the body of the husband. His expression was already into anxious mode. "Axton, don't scare me." His pair of neutrals had even begun to glaze over.

"My face, Naora ...."

"Yes, what's wrong with your chest?"

"It feels ...."

"Why feel?" Naora is getting tested for her patience.

"It feels like it's got hundreds of butterflies in here. To keep my heart beating." Axton pointed to his chest with

Naora's anxious expression instantly transitioned into a flat fashion like the walls of a treatment room. He suddenly regretted that he had easily gotten into a trick.

The husband's naughty deception of course.

"Since when did butterflies change professions to become incandescent?" naora was getting upset. "I thought you were really in pain." He pinched Axton's hand.

"Aw! This time it really hurts, Naora." Axton stood up while wiping the pinches that were right in his wound.

Naora reflex choked lightly with guilt. "Ah, sorry! I forgot that you were hurt, '" he regretted.

He appeared to blow the wound gently several times. I hope that this action will get rid of the pain immediately. "Is it still sick? I'm sorry, because I'm upset that you've played with my anxious feelings I pinched you."

Satisfied now. I don't know how many times it's stroked the heart. Naora's figure has been a successful wound remedy all this time. Until the whispers of love reverberate in the heart.

The two corners of the lips are slightly pulled upwards forming a thin smile full of meaning. His pair of manics seemed reluctant to turn away from the beautiful face of the woman. The babble that sounded like a melodious verse tranquilizing the soul.

"Norra."

"Yes?"

Axton inched into a lying position. Next to the hand to the side. "Come here" he said, followed by a glance that signaled the offer of an arm pillow for the wife.

Seemed objectionable, Naora did not immediately heed the husband's orders. "Your hand is still wounded, what else is still attached infusion there. I'll hurt you more later."

"No problem. The wound was on the hand and not on the arm, Naora. Come here." Come here."

"But, Axton ...."

"Come here. You know I don't like rejection."

Naora shook her head. "No, you better rest now."

Angered by Naora's defiant attitude, Axton again pulled the woman's body and locked her into an embrace. Stared at the hazel pearls with a deep look, the man seemed to be venting all feelings.

"You always act as you please" the woman's great-grandson who finally resigned.

"Here I am."

"Hi! It sucks."

"Don't pout."

"Who's pouting?"

"That's your lips are a manyun like a duck's lips. It's so ugly."

"Damnah! How the hell is that?!" Naora bent her face. Axton was laughing.

"What's wrong?" The man was astonished because he suddenly received an unreadable look behind the woman's hazel pearl.

"You're smiling."

Deheman clumsily instantly swept a smile review at his handsome face. Axton cut off the eye link. However, a second later he looked back at the beautiful pearl twinkle of the woman. This time his eyes were deeper and more meaningful.

"That's because I'm happy, Naora," she explained.

As with Axton, Naora also stared at the clear gray netra that belonged to the man. "When did you last feel happy?"

Vaguely, a hoot drifted in Axton's face. "I don't know, rather I forgot. It's been a long time."

Naora was stunned right then and there. He was very sure, the look in Axton's eyes implied the truth from his heart. That man's words are not a lie. Naora immediately wondered.

Has she never been happy together, Lana? Uh! That's not possible. All I know is that Axton loved his first wife. However, I found seriousness in his eyes. Right now .. I just feel sorry. My heart feels*painful. Why is this man so poor? Very incompatible with his arrogant nature*.

Naora was again lulled into a heartbeat that left sadness. He took one of Axton's hands cupped in his cheek feelingly. At that moment the man greeted his touch with a kiss. Until they are increasingly dominated by the sensation of debaran.

"You may shed your tears while you are with me" Naora said, staring at the man. He happily gave Axton room to pour out his heart.

Every strand of the word that came out of Naora's lips was like a magic matra full of sincerity. Axton's soul instantly shook with a scroll of feeling. Tickle the heart to expand the side of tenderness. Until ... The crystal granules escaped in a single blink.

In front of Naora, Axton's soul is free. Feelings that are usually harbored can be very easy to escape. He does not hesitate to spill all the emotions of the heart without limits. I don't know where the gangsinitas went.

Axton is monologuing in the heart.

Guided by her instincts as a wife, her wiggly fingers gently wiped the trail of tears on her husband's cheeks. "Are you very sad?"

Naora's hand was still resting on her cheek. Axton said again. "I told you earlier that I was happy. Daddy ... finally admitted me back."

"Is that happy?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Why?"

"Because he's my Daddy. My parents are the only. As my place of worship as a son. Someone I should be with in his old age."

It was just how Naora felt. Axton's answer melted his heart. It was unbelievable, the arrogant young master had a side of gentleness too.

Oh my God .. Why is he so sweet now? Is this really the real figure of Axton?

"Axton, do you realize if your attitude toward me has changed?" Naora lowered her gaze from the face of the husband. Fingers are invited to play on the chest of the field.

"You're better off being nice to me now. You've never been rude either. What the hell is the reason?" Naora raised her eyes again until the handsome face filled the eye space. Demand an immediate answer.

Unfortunately, Axton seemed reluctant to immediately give an answer. He even commented on the meaningful smile and intended to reward Naora's lips with a kiss. However, his movements came to a halt as a pair of hands pressed against his chest in order not to get close.

"The answer was my question" demanded Naora.

Axton grabs Naora's hand from her chest, leaving a kiss mark on her knuckles. Then he took a more serious look than before.

"That's because I'm starting to love you, Naora."

The deg! The deg! The deg!

Naora's heart was racing very fast. It's like music that shakes. The woman was very happy.

For a moment he sank into euphoria because his feelings were reciprocated. However, a second later he pulled back his pleasure with a bang. The woman began to check her brain in a way of thinking reality.

"Just yesterday you said you wouldn't fall in love with me because you love Lana so much. And now you say you love me. Is every man like you, able to love two women at once?" Naora showed a disappointed look.

"I said as I felt, Naora. Believe me," Axton.

"I feel like you're just getting carried away, Axton. I beg you not to repeat your attitude that can so easily say love to anyone."

Naora turned her body, intending to go down the bed, but Axton's embrace dispelled her movements. The man tightened the twists of his hand as the woman struggled a little for release.

"Remove, Axton. I'll just move to the couch."

"Your request was rejected."

"Axton."

"Yes." Yeah."

"I said let go."

"Not going to." The man instead sunk his face into the recess of Naora's neck. "How do I prove my true feelings for you, Naora?"

Naora instantly brushed as Axton's warm gusts swept through her neck skin. He was suddenly helpless. Until finally resigned, let the heart fall.

"There's no need to prove it, Axton. Because it is not necessary," he said while holding back the desire.

"Don't be like that, Naora."

"Geek!" Naora was stunned lightly as she felt something move on her butt. He slightly twisted his body so that the view could reach the man who was still holding him from behind. "Axton," she seemed to blush in embarrassment. Even his cheeks were blushing.

"Yes, honey," Axton replied in between his light kisses on Naora's innocent shoulder.

"Please put your little brother back to sleep. Because it's still in the hospital."

Axton immediately raised a meaningful gaze. "Then, we move to a hotel only now. Or we could do it at Daddy's. Aw!" the man complained as Naora again pinched his hand.

"However! You're sick but you've still got a chance, hmmp-"

Naora's words were blocked because Axton suddenly smothered her mouth with a soft and soulful kiss. Once again, the man managed to get the woman lulled.

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"Aarray!" Lana kept moaning in disappointment.

"Lana, calm yourself. Don't invite a fuss." Stefan tried to calm down.

"Axton's been fucking me, Stefan. He started ignoring me. My phone call from earlier was not answered either! He has betrayed me! It's all because of that bitch!"

Just a moment ago, he had received news from Milah about the state of the husband. She was very angry because she felt she was not considered a wife. The woman is also jealous when she finds out that Axton is now with Naora.

"Stefans! We have to make a plan!"

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