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Sara tried to move her body. But not as easy as he imagined. He remembers teasing Max would have bad effects on his bones.

The effect was only felt in the morning and Sara regretted her actions last night. For God's sake, she's not gonna tease Max anymore.

That guy is really wild. Their union happened over and over again until Sara fell asleep and forgot about reality upon awakening.

"You awake?"

Sara nodded nervously. Max's voice in the morning sounded very sexy and it reminded him back to the sighs and growls as they made love.

"Y-yes."

"Wake up, you need to take a shower."

Sara looked over the blanket. Max had a shower and looked very handsome behind his white shirt let alone the sleeve of the shirt was rolled up to the elbow.

For a moment she was stunned, but remembering her being still without clothes, Sara pursed. Why is Max so handsome while he's still so messy?

"Hey, don't sleep anymore. You have to take a warm bath to restore your strength. Or do you still want to continue our game?"

Sara's face is heating up. He rose from his sleep and covered his body without a piece of cloth.

"Can you take me there? I thought, I really can't walk."

Max chuckles. He knows it. "You're strong. You said that last night."

"I'm just kidding" Sara said. He turned his face as Max approached.

"So, stop teasing me. If it happens again, then make sure you can't get out of bed for a week."

Sara glared in shock. That bad? But it's true, Max is very strong. I'm sure it will happen if he does it again.

"Y-yeah, hold it."

Max picked up his wife and drove her to the bathroom. He also prepared warm water in the bath and let his wife soak.

"Go, I can do that myself."

"I'm trying to spoil my wife. You've done this for me a lot and now I'm trying to get back at you" Max said, smiling mischievously. "Why do you still close your body? Get in here, are you gonna wet our blankets?"

Sara grunted in annoyance. "You get out first."

"Why have you changed now? You teased me last night and didn't let me go."

"Th-that's a mistake."

Max finished his work and approached his wife. Unbeknownst to Sara, Max had removed the blanket that covered her body and Max immediately carried her inside.

"You?! You sly man!"

"I've touched everything. What else is there to hide?"

Sara clucked. He doused Max with soapy water in the bath. "You'll torture me again later. 'Your rock' is easy to stand on."

The man's lips grinned. "I can't help myself and now that you're wetting my shirt, I can't be sure what's going to happen next."

Sara's eyes widened. Max is indeed very cunning and he is trapped in the man's game.

"Don't shower together!!"

"There is no prohibition on a husband bathing with his wife."

"It's a law I made for both of us!" firmly Sara. He warned me that it would not happen again.

But the truth is not like that. With a smile that did not know his shame, Max took off his clothes and sat down inside the bath.

"I was born to disobey the law and I'm happy about it."

"Max!!!"

"Why, Honey?"

"Exit now! You're bothering me!"

Max is not easy to follow. He hugged his wife from behind and let Sara sit on his lap.

"Don't move. You can feel it, right?"

Sara's face flushed in shame mixed with annoyance. He silently let Max rub his back and did not bother little brother Max.

"We haven't had a bath together in a long time. I miss him."

Sara moves when Max rubs her waist. "Geli," she's quietly ringing.

"Don't make my concentration sidetracked, dear."

"You tickled me."

Max grins. He moved his finger on Sara's back making the woman move uneasily.

"Don't move."

Sara nodded weakly. How not to move if Max bothers him with such a touch?

"Don't .., don't do it again ...," said Sara slowly.

"Why?"

"Th-this is in the bathroom."

"That means we have to move to bed."

Sara did not answer making Max's grin wider. "But you have to rub my back too."

"Where are you going?" max asked as his wife was about to get out of the bath.

"Rub your back."

"You can do it here."

"Rub it."

"How can you?"

"You can do it while hugging me."

"I have a bad feeling" Sara murmured when she knew something she would not be able to avoid.

She rubbed Max's back while hugging the man.

"It's better than I imagined," Max chuckled while drawing something on his wife's back using foam.

And Sara moved out of focus. "Don't move, honey."

Sara shut her mouth. But still he could not sculpt, Max's touch on his back shifted focus.

"Max," he called slowly.

"Yes, Honey?"

Sara's cheeks are back on heat. He felt it harden again, but could not tell Max.

"Why is your cheek so red?" max asked while kissing his wife's cheek.

Sara shakes. "N-no."

"I want it again, honey," said Max quietly. "He stood up again."

Sara could not speak anymore. And he couldn't escape Max's grasp squeezing his crazy mound.

The man's lips again teased his neck until Sara fell back. He can't stop whatever's going to happen.

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His lips kept on pursing. There is no free time that Max does not fill without teasing him. Both are late to a place.

"Come on, stop pouting. You enjoyed it too."

Sara stared hard. "You're the one who didn't let me go!"

The man chuckled softly, he clasped his wife's hand. "Yes, I'm sorry. Don't be mad again, ok?"

"I don't promise, depending on your attitude toward me," Sara's ketus made Max gulp roughly.

"Okay, I'll be fine with you, my wife."

"Cih," snorted Sara pretended to be annoyed, while in her heart was already blossoming.

"Let's go!"

Max pulls his wife to have them walk side by side. Holding his wife's hand by the side of the road and walking like a couple on a romantic date.

"Are we not going to see him?" sara asked confused because the place to go was not in the direction they were walking now.

"Can't be out in the open. Stephen doesn't like crowds."

They walk, Max takes his wife who has difficulty walking. Seeing that, Max smiled mischievously. She was eager to tease Sara, but the woman's mood was now up and down.

As they walked, Sara saw a rundown building lying dormant. It looks very old and easily collapses if there is a shock. Imagining that, Sara shuddered in horror.

"What's in this place? It's so scary."

"Not as scary as Stephen's face, is it?"

Sara shook her head softly, "No, she's pretty spooky but not too mean. There's a little bit of kindness tucked away on his cruel side."

"You judge her like that?"

"I'm not good at judging people, but he never hurt me. That means he's not a mean person."

Max held back his annoyance, he looked at Sara with a flat face. "He sold you to that binataang, honey! Is he human? Also throwing you into the sea, he intends to kill you!"

Sara shook her head, rejecting Max's judgment. "There is something hidden from the look in his eyes. I know it. Maybe he did it for a reason too."

Resisting his wrath and anger that Sara was defending Stephen, Max chose to breastplate. Maybe Sara's assessment of Stephen was like Sara did before.

Mama must have had a reason to do it.

That sentence stopped all the words that were about to come out of his lips. Until a voice surprised them.

"Have you arrived, my dear sister? And you're also Little Maximus?"

"Stephen?!"

"Elijah?!"

Waitaminute! Little sister?! Whatdoes thatmean?

"Sister?" sara asked confused.

Stephen looked flatly at Sara, then thrust something at her. "You want this necklace, don't you? They blew up my car just because I didn't want to see your husband's man at the door."

Sara received the necklace without a sound. She is still confused by the new nickname Stephen gave her.

"Wait on! Where are you going?"

Sara held Stephen's hand as the man was about to leave. And Max stared expressionlessly at the hand of his wife who touched Stephen's hand.

"Go home, of course."

"But ..., what did you mean? Brother?"

"You'll find out later, little brother."

Stephen immediately left after saying that puzzling sentence. After a long distance, Stephen shouted again.

"Open your locket and look at the contents!"

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