The Shackles of Love The Single Heir

Chapter 25.

Days change days, weeks change weeks, even months change. And today is exactly 1 month of their wedding. However, there had not been the slightest sign of change shown by Maura. She was still cold to her husband.

At about 2pm, Dion was home. He came home early because his business at the office was done. The rest he left to Silvi and Samuel. He did not want to linger outside because his longing for his wife had peaked.

Upon arriving at home, Dion's eyes rolled combing every corner of the room looking for Maura's whereabouts. But he did not find his wife at all. Even after he entered the room, he still did not see the nose of the wife. That certainly made him panic and come back down in a hurry.

"Ela, where's my wife?" dion asked after arriving at the back pavilion.

Ela jumped, the voice of the master was big and loud make him spit up until he was holding his chest that seemed to want to spill.

"Geez, why did you suddenly come and surprise me?" asked Ela, she breathed a heavy sigh.

"I'm sorry, have you seen my wife?" asked Dion again, now he asked in a slightly soft tone.

Ela carved a smile on her face, her master's panicked face made her laugh, and she closed her mouth to keep her voice from being heard by Dion.

"Master don't panic yet, Madam is in the pool." explains Ela.

Not wanting to wait any longer, Dion left Ela. By the time he arrived at the pool, he smiled.

Maura was sitting on the edge of the pool with her legs dangling into the water. His face was flat as if he was thinking about something, making Dion impatiently want to hug him.

Dion took off his clothes and threw them in any place. He only wears a black boxer. Make the chest of the field and the stomach of the box plastered with real.

Dion began to approach, he gaped his legs wide and sat behind Maura. It made Maura's hip sandwiched between her thighs. In fact, his hands coiled around the flat stomach with a face that began to sink at the nape of the wife.

"Sir Dion, what are you doing?" maura asked in shock, she also let out a heavy sigh.

"Ssttt, let me hold you for a second!" pinta Dion, he started looking for a gap. His hand slipped into the wife's shirt and groaned at the thin stomach. Even his nose moved around tickling his wife's earlobes.

The moment Maura fell silent, her legs began to tremble with her heart racing. The touch made him tight, until his chest went up and down stealing the breath. There was a sting running through his body that made him weak, hot, even he wanted to make a sound but the voice was stifled.

The longer, the braver Dion gets. Now his hand began to rise and touch the surface of O bread owned by his wife, making Maura squirm and close both eyes slowly.

"Sir Dion, don't do this to me!" murmured Maura with a hunting breath.

A moment Dion stopped, then raised Maura's body, bringing the wife into the water. Then push Maura's body to lean on the side of the pool. Dion, who was out of control, could no longer suppress the desire that began to flare in his soul. Even his eyes began to turn red withstanding his will.

"Sir Dion, that's enough!" pinta Maura is now locked in her husband's confinement.

Dion stared fixedly at the wife's face, his eyes looking soft against his desire that had not been channeled. But gently, he put his lips on the lips of the wife who was broken. Perculums him with a feeling, making Maura speechless for a moment.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you!" dion said after the luma-tan came off.

Dion then hugged Maura's body tightly, and he planted a kiss of affection on the tip of his wife's head. Although he was very adventurous, but the intention was again he undo considering the wife was not ready to accept it.

"Let's go up, let's go to the room!" invite Dion while confirming the position of the Dutch Cannon that has stood upright.

Upon arriving in the room, Maura went into the bathroom cleaning her already soaked body. While Dion, he chose to sit on the porch of the room while waiting for the wife to come out of the bathroom.

Whichever man holds up every day can only look at the dandy body of the wife without being able to touch her. But not for Dion, as hard as he had learned to accept it even though whenever he wanted to, his head felt like it was going to break holding him back.

After cleaning his body, Dion chose to sleep on a mattress. He muffled all his desires and covered his body with a blanket. There was nothing else he could do but close his eyes for it to disappear from his mind.

At about 5 p.m., Dion woke up from his dream. His body feels more fresh than ever. He went up to the 3rd floor and chose to build his muscles in a room complete with sports equipment.

Half an hour was enough for him to exercise that afternoon. Now his body was already flooded with sweat, making him uneasy and rushing down to clean his body.

It's getting dark.

While waiting for dinner time to arrive, he turned on the television and lay down on the sofa. Before long, Maura came out of the bathroom and sat down on the side of the bed while bending her face.

"What's up?" dion asked as he realized his wife was thinking of something.

"Nothing" said Maura briefly.

Dion scrunched his forehead, knowing that his wife was lying. He approached and held Maura's body into his arms.

"What's wrong? Come on, tell me!" ask Dion while peeping the head of the wife with love.

Maura raised her head, her eyes staring at the husband's face so she could not speak.

"Why look at me like that, do I look so handsome?" seductive Dion while rolling his smile.

Seeing Dion's sincere smile, Maura also carved a smile on his face. Even he did not hesitate to pinch the stomach of the husband who was too piqued in front of him.

"Au, why pinch me?" moaned Dion, then chuckled to himself.

"Here you go, let me go!" after Maura, he pushed Dion's chest with his hand.

Instead of letting go, Dion tightened his embrace. It makes Maura unable to wiggle, she just resigned to enjoy the touch of the husband who is now gently stroking his long hair.

"Come, speak! What's troubling you?" ask Dion who hasn't gotten an answer since.

"Nothing, I just miss Dad." said Maura lirih.

Dion rolled back his smile, he then raised his wife's chin and bit her into a puff.

"Basic stupid! If you miss me, why don't you tell me?" cetus Dion's.

Maura looked back at her husband's face, this time looking for Dion's intentions, she couldn't digest it.

Seeing Maura's unusual gaze, Dion grew even more anxious. Until finally, he came back to his wife's lips and sucked her deep. He made Maura go silent for a moment.

"Then get ready, tonight we go home!" invite Dion just after releasing his puff.

Hearing that, Maura smiled. Without him knowing, he hugged the body of the husband so happy.