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Sara who pretended to be asleep was shocked as Max carried her. He almost hugged the man by the neck if he did not remember that he was pretending.

This can't happen, he shouldn't have done this. I'm not a special woman, I'm just a piece of junk that Peter sold for his benefit. Remember your position, Sara, don't have more hope.

It is not good to expect too high because reality is not always as expected. Not that you can't hope, but remember the limits. That is the principle that Sara embraced.

Although it is said that her marriage to Max is still in finger count, the man treats her well. The frustration only happened for a few moments. The rest, he was comforted by Max's arrogance.

Now his back and head are in contact with the soft part of the bed. Thankfully, Max doesn't drop him on the stairs because his wild fantasies wander like in action movies, killing an unloved wife in tragic ways.

A chewy and warm object felt on his forehead accompanied by a whisper that makes him creepy.

"You're good at pretending, Sara. May Peter not regret what he has done to you. You poor girl, dumped for a profit that would go to waste."

Whatdoes thatmean? He's insulting me? Ah, never mind, such a sentence was very common to me all this time.

"Alara died to save this company, Sara. Promise me you'll make her proud of your obedience!"

Peter's words on the night of the wedding still troubled his mind. His heart throbbed pain, feeling an unbearable tightness. Regretting her who could do nothing to save the woman who loved her.

"Mama, I miss you" she said in her heart. "I'm sorry, this man is not mine. But can I be selfish?"

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Waking up from the gurgling of water in the bathroom, the woman hurriedly opened her eyes. In fact, his pretense made him really sleep.

"Gosh, I'm asleep. What will Max say? Shit!"

Not wanting to spend time grumbling, he got up and went out of the room. The kitchen is his favorite place now. Her ravaging became a new hobby for Sara.

"Adrians! Why didn't you wake me up to help you?"

"Eh, sorry, Madam. You don't have to do it, it's our job."

Sara clucked, took something from in front of Adrian and rolled it up just like the man did.

"I'm pushy. Max will kill me later because I slept too long."

The man rolled his lazy eyeball. "You don't deserve to be a good wife."

"You say something, Adrian?"

"none. Wash your face first. Look, spit is everywhere."

"You lied to me."

"Look at yourself in the glass there!"

Following Adrian's instructions, his eyes widened to see many red marks on his neck.

"Damn it, the old man must have seen it. How humiliating. I shouldn't have gone in the kitchen."

Hearing Adrian calling her, Sara ran to the room again.

"Geez!!" He was surprised to see a unique view in the room.

The bright color of the torn bread tantalized his wild tongue, with the point of water that kept falling as if time stopped at once. He swallowed a rough mouth.

Since when is he this handsome? All this time I've seen his face that looks like Tarzan. Truly the brengseek man! She would tease which woman with her face?

Sara clenched her hands tightly as whispers of ash disturbed her mind. Whisper wildly to touch that tantalizing area. Whisper to pinch and draw something there.

Realizing that she is trapped by Max's charm, the woman screams. He remembered his main purpose of returning to the room.

"What are you doing with my body, Max!?! You fuck! Brengseek! Fucking demon!"

"What, Honey?"

With a grin, Max crossed paths and approached her. Eroding the distance between them, Sara retreated slowly with her eyes sharpened and tried to get out of that dangerous area.

"Which one? I don't remember doing anything."

Damn, it looks like he set me up.

Sara breathes a lot of air, facing Max doesn't need a brain. Just need air. If you use the brain, then you will be possessed and worse is your mental disturbed.

"Why silence?" The demon appeared again.

"Max?! What the hell are you doing? Unhand me!"

Throwing is useless. The man had already clenched him tightly with a mouth that was wandering everywhere. Kiss his favorite area and mark it with the same mark as before.

"You just realized it? Ah, what a pity, when we did that you really wanted to. Ask until I'm exhausted" whispered Max in his ear.

Superfluity. Sara couldn't take it anymore. He pushed Max with all his might. To hell with wild fantasies who desperately want to touch the abs. His frustration peaked, flooding his forehead with cold sweat.

"You took a chance when I didn't realize it, damn it."

"Want to do it again? Now you're fully conscious."

Still trying to tease Sara who was already flushed, Max took her hand to touch the unique piece.

"I like it when you're moaning. I miss that sound again. Wanna try?"

"You?!"

His hand pointed at the smooth back face without the sideburns, returning Max's stern look.

"Hm?"

"You're a real jerk! You're a human-like demon."

Again and again. The rancid smile widened, adorning a flawless handsome face.

"You like it, honey. I understand that you are still very embarrassed. Come on, it doesn't need to be like that, your body wants it too."

Back again he traps Sara's body in his burly arm, prompting her to cling to the wall behind him.

"We're married and everything we do is not wrong. Needing each other isn't a sin, is it?"

Shaking in fear, Sara tried to break away.

"It-it's not gonna happen. There is no love between us."

"But ...." He paused his sentence. "I can do this, Sara."

Max closed his lips, smacking his entire mouth greedily.

Once again, Sara rebelled, but Max's hand restrained her wrist and trapped her overhead. The kiss felt very pushy, unlike anything the man had ever done before.

The stronger he rebelled, the stronger Max clasped his hand. Max's lips continue to pulverize greedily, occasionally biting rough but not spitting blood.

Max's other hand held off the kiss, pressing Sara's nape so she could taste Sara's tongue.

When he felt the wife's weakened body no longer rebelling and her breathing was wheezing, the kiss ended.

A satisfied smile imprinted on her demon lips made Sara snort miserably. The fucking guy almost killed him, blocked the oxygen from getting into his lungs.

"really demonic. Looks like you're a man's version of Calypso."

Max chuckles, he rubs Sara's messy lips against it.

"Don't be angry, there's a lot of wrinkles on your face."

"What?!"

Surprised, Sara pushes Max's body until the man is knocked over. He hurriedly faced the mirror and looked for the part of the face that Max said.

"Nothing," he murmured.

He growled when he woke up.

"Damn, you fooled me, Max. I will avenge you!"

Max laughs in a walk-in closet. He called Sara closer.

"I won't be affected by your prank anymore, Max!"

"Hurry up!"

With a bent face, Sara approached. Again, he was fascinated by that handsome face. His heart is now beating. Wild thoughts are back. He told her to touch the firm jaw and gently caress the lips that always tormented him.

No, you're crazy, Sara. Remember position. Sara is crazy, crazy, crazy!!!

He shook his head strongly, erasing the crazy shadow in his brain.

"Darling?"

"Y-yes?"

"Strap my shirt!"

Very spoiled. The childish!

Although his heart was very covetous, Sara according to. He did so in a hurry to be free from the gripping aura there.

"Thank you, My wife!" Max kissed her cheek. "It's my punishment."

A strange feeling enveloped Sara's chest cavity. Unexpectedly, he got a special greeting from the annoying man before him. It feels tickling so that the surface of the skin is reddened.

Denying being enchanted, Sara turned her face away.

"Remember your punishment, dear," whispered Max quietly.

Without warning, Max pulls Sara's waist against him. The two beads are back together.

The blue netra stared meaningfully flat while the brown bead covered its nervousness by gnawing many times.

For a long time, both of them were silent. Mutual expression of taste through the touch of fingers until a naughty whisper is heard in Sara's ear.

"Are you going to stick to me like this? I know you crave my body a lot, but for now let me out. We'll play after I get home."

Sara glared at the horror, she pushed Max's chest. "Devil's hell!"

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Love, though,

Xie Lu♡'s