SOLEDADS

First Night

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Under the sprinkling of swarovski gems with beautiful melodies, the two men who had just made the sacred promise moved to the beat.

Max's eyes are unceasingly looking at Sara's appearance, and vice versa.

"Is there something wrong with my hairstyle?" ask Sara.

"Slightly different from the adventurous girl I've seen."

"Of course, I'm dressing up for the night."

"Being my bride is supposed to be beautiful, baby" whispered Max in Sara's ear.

Her waist was pulled by Max to stick and her hands were coiled around the neck of the man who was her husband.

"Don't take a chance, Max. You have to keep your distance from me."

"You're my wife if you forget."

Sara chuckles. "I'm just a debt relief girl, Max. Not the real wife."

Max smiled meaningfully, his blue eyes sharpening. "The promise we just made before the Lord is holy, Sarah. A marriage is sacred, regardless of how you enter my life. We are one of different souls."

Sara chuckles again. "You think of me like that out of pity? If so, I hope you stick to your firm attitude. I don't need anyone's sympathy."

"I feel sorry for you because you can't conquer the Himalayas." Max chuckled with a hand that stroked Sara's cheek. "You'd really like to do it, wouldn't you? Take it easy, your handsome husband will fulfill all your desires."

"really?" ask Sara enthusiastically.

"of course. But...."

Sara suddenly listless. He pursed his lips hearing the word but that was full of mystery. "What?"

"I'll tell you later in our room."

"Gosh, you pissed me off."

Sara bites Max' tuxedo out of annoyance. "You said our room? Then we're one bed?"

"of course. Do you want to sleep on the floor?"

"You're so stingy." Sara pursed her lips. "A beautiful woman full of charisma like me is not allowed to sleep on the floor. Even for sitting, I can't do it."

"I'm not stingy, honey. I already said I'd fulfill your wish to conquer the Himalayan peaks."

"Hopefully you won't break your promise."

"Whatever to you, Mrs Del Montana!"

Sara hits Max's back. He rolled his eyeballs.

"Why did you hit me?"

"I just want to."

"Want to start our night?"

"You?!" Sara is perfect. His eyes stared hard at Max.

Feeling that many thousands of ears were in the place, Sara buried her face in the recess of Max's neck. He felt clumsy for making the guests lose their focus by his shout.

"I'm sorry my wife, gentlemen. He wants to get to the room and start the night that belongs to both of us." Max grinned after he finished saying it because Sara had already bitten the collar of his suit there.

The invitees simply shook their heads and smiled mischievously looking at the two of them.

"What are you saying, Max? They think I'm a pervert."

"It should. It's gonna be a night for both of us, Mrs Del Montana."

Sara clucked, she pursed her lips and again hit Max's chest.

"You pervert, Max."

"Want to try?"

Sara's cheeks blushed, she timidly understood the meaning of Max's words.

"Shut your mouth, Max!"

Max chuckled loudly. "You're perverted? Oh, my God, Sara, I'm taking you out for a night of sports, not a treasure dig."

Sara pursed her lips in annoyance. He let go of Max's embrace on his waist.

"I'm tired" she looked as Max stared questioningly.

"Come there!"

Max immediately pulled his hand out of the hotel's ballroom.

"Hey, where are we going, Max?"

"You're tired, aren't you?"

"But why did you get in the car?"

"We have to go home."

"Huh?! What about the party?"

Max chuckles. "You don't forget who your handsome husband is, do you?" He opens the car door and lets Sara in. "Alex will take care of the rest."

"That's a special guest, Max."

"I'm the one above everything, baby."

"The showman," Sara snorted.

The driver who was preparing in the car immediately took the car to break the frenzy of the night in the city of Madrid.

Sara leaned her head against the passenger seat and closed her eyes. He did not lie about his exhaustion. All day long she had to expend all her energy fighting Peter who ended up with her tied up self and had now fallen in the hands of the man beside her.

"Stay here!"

"I'm fine."

"Come on, don't be stubborn. It's free for you last night."

Sara was screeching but unkempt as well she rested her head on Max's shoulder.

"Hows it? Feel it's better?"

"Hm. Padded like a rock" Sara murmured.

Max laughed crisply at the woman's unclear speech. Soaked as a stone?

"Is your brain in trouble?"

"What do you mean?"

"Pump like a rock?"

"I said it?"

"You delirious?"

"No" said Sara, wiping the drool dripping at the corner of her lips.

Sara opened her eyes. He looked up at Max and that was when their eyes met.

"You just realized that my face is handsome?"

"Yes, like tarzan."

"What?!" ask Max horror.

"Your arms are many."

"Wow, I married a woman who was great at giving compliments," Max said in disbelief.

"Of course."

Not long after, the car that brought them into a building that Sara thought was the house that Max meant.

"This is your house?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"God, where did you steal from to build a house this big? I've been to the Taj Mahal but it's not this big."

"You forgot who I was, Sara."

"Aoh .. yes, yes. I've remembered. That's why Peter sold me to you."

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"Can't we sleep apart?"

Max gave a warning look at Sara. "Remember what I said, Sara. Don't try to forget it!"

"Which one? Oh, the treasure-digging section?"

"You ready?"

"Of course, but ...."

"Hm?" Max raised his eyebrows.

"But you at the party haven't told me why yet."

"Oh, you don't forget easily, baby. I'll say it at the right time. Now you have to take a shower so we can dig up the treasure that's still buried."

Sara according. When she was about to open her wedding dress, Sara's hand seemed not to reach the zipper. He wanted to ask Max for help, but he didn't think it was good to have the man do it.

The more he tried to reach his back, the ritslering was as if it could not be removed. Finally, Sarah gave up. Asking Max for help doesn't hurt.

"Max? Help me!"

"Need help, honey?" Max approaching.

"Please open the zipper."

"What zipper?"

"This one's a dress." Sara turns her back to Max, intending to make room for Max to pull the zipper.

However, the unexpected happened. Max hugs her from behind and puts her face in the recess of Sara's neck.

"Max?"

"Hm?"

"Please unzip the dress!"

"Let me like this for five minutes."

"I'm sultry, Max."

"I raised the air conditioning temperature."

"But this fucking shirt squeezes my chest cavity."

Sighing in resignation, Max did. Just as the dress was about to sag, Sara immediately closed Max's eyes using her hands.

"Don't look!" threaten him with a cold tone.

Max chuckles. "I'm your husband, Sara."

Max tries to let go of Sara's hand but the woman's energy is quite strong as well.

"Don't open it or I'll kiss you!"

"Try it!"

"Gosh, Max. Please ...."

"Okay, I turned around." Max raises both hands up. "Run before I catch you!"

Sara dyedukan looking for the place she was referring to. "Where's the bathroom?"

Max laughed at once. "I forgot about it."

Max walks to the side of the bed and takes a remote control from there. Then press one of the buttons so that a golden door appears in a hidden place.

"Wow, you're so rich, Max."

Max smiled and lay back on his bed and closed his eyes.

A message came in and opened his eyes. Max frantically reads the contents of the message and immediately changes his clothes with casual clothes.

When she reached for the door to get out, that's when Sara came out of the bathroom.

"Max?"

"Sorry, I have a sudden business. Go to sleep, don't wait for me!"

"You're going to God, he didn't even kiss me a little. Was he really serious about what he said? A wife? Holy promise? I didn't say it out loud before God. Is that a sin? Oh Christ, would I really be detached from my status as a debt relief girl if Max was serious about what he said?"

Sara was silent for a moment, adjusting her gasping breath from earlier. If it wasn't for Peter mentioning the mother, he would have escaped from the altar earlier. He hates this marriage.

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