The Wife of the King's Pay

Chapter 52 Memories Before the Farewell

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The swift radiance of warm water from the shower, not also able to relieve the worries that hit Cleantha.

"Dag, dig, dug."

The rhythm within his chest even continued to rumble like a war drum. Cleantha cursed her own stupidity that was easily ignited by the temptation of her husband. The king touched him only a little. But his skin was already so sensitive, as if he really missed the man's touch.

Moreover, recklessly, he had given his consent to serve the King tonight. It was a crazy decision. It seemed that he had lost his sanity to the point of making such an embarrassing sentence.

Like rice has become porridge. There was no longer a chance to retract his words.

Cleantha was eager to linger in the bathroom. Soak in a bathtub, wear a shower scrub, or do anything to buy time. But it's free. The trick won't last long.

It will only affect you for a few minutes. After that he still had to go out and fulfill his obligations.

In this instant, Cleantha hoped that she would suddenly fall unconscious. That way the King will cancel the promise he has made.

After she finished drying her body with a towel, Cleantha searched around for her clothes. But he didn't find a single strand there. Not even shower pajamas.

This was all definitely the effect of his nervousness having reached its maximum level.

"Stupid, why did I go into the bathroom without any clothes at all? Then I should go out wearing what clothes? There's no way I'm wearing this dirty work shirt,"

thought Cleantha patting her own forehead.

Calmly, Cleantha looked for an idea to deal with her problem. There's no other way out. There was only a towel that could be used to cover his body at this moment.

"Just use a towel instead of freezing me in the cold here,"

muttered Cleantha while wrapping the thick towel around her body.

Cleantha began to feel the cold crawl over her body from taking too long a bath.

"Kowork."

The sound of the crackling of the open door was heard by the King's ears. Impatiently, the King stood up from the edge of the bed.

He had been waiting for Cleantha for quite a while, maybe almost an hour.

I don't know what his wife did in there. Maybe he soaks in a therapeutic aroma soap or special liquid to be more satisfying. Whatever the king doesn't care. He was even willing to wait all night to have Cleantha.

The King's eyes fixedly stared at Cleantha who was walking with timid steps. His wife only used a towel, without a single shirt on her body. Clearly already, this beautiful woman also wanted everything to go fast.

Perhaps Cleantha had deliberately appeared so in order to awaken her primitive instincts as a man.

If that was the goal, Cleantha would have succeeded. With wide strides, the King pulled Cleantha until they clung to each other. There was not the slightest distance left between the two.

"You're getting smart to tease me now" said the King lowering his voice.

"A..what do you mean, sir?" cleantha asked not understanding.

"You're just wearing this towel, so I don't have to waste time taking it off."

"Eh, not Sir. I forgot not to bring clothes," Cleantha stuttered.

"Whatever I like it. You've made my job easier."

The king began to move his fingers to open the winding of the towel. But when he touched Cleantha's shoulder, the King felt her skin so cold. Cleantha shivered a little.

"You cold?" the king hugged Cleantha.

"I.yes, Sir."

"It's because you took a shower too long. Take it easy, I'll warm you up soon. You'll even sweat after this" whispered the King in the recess of Cleantha's neck.

Justright. Being in the King's arms and attached to his field, made Cleantha's blood flow warm up.

The king started with a gentle swab on Cleantha's lips.

While tightening his hold, the King could not bear to look at Cleantha's broken lips. It makes him even more tempted to enjoy it deeply.

Unknowingly, the King pulled Cleantha's nape closer to him. Kissing those pink lips so intensely, Cleantha was swept away. Letting the King explore while closing his eyes.

"I'll treat you gently. I'll work and you can enjoy it, honey," said the King again showering Cleantha with a kiss on her eyelids, nose, and under her ears.

The king turned to Cleantha's neckline. Tracing seductively at a number of dangerous points.

Seeing Cleantha getting more ignited by his appeal, the King immediately took off the towel that wrapped Cleantha's body. And he did it so easily.

The smell of roses attached to Cleantha's body caused a sensation for the King. Especially when he saw two crazy beauties belonging to Cleantha who seemed to challenge him.

Without warning, the King took Cleantha to the bed. He sat Cleantha in his lap, then sipped the two hills in turn.

The shameful sentence escaped from Cleantha's mouth.

"You enjoying it, Clea?" the king asked, rubbing his wife's back.

Cleantha was unable to answer. How can it be because the logic is now gone. He was unable to think clearly other than resigned in the pleasure offered by the King.

With his years of experience, King is good at love games. It's just that his ability was forced to go unused since his heart was wounded by betrayal.

Slowly, the King laid Cleantha on the bed. He continued guerrilla while playing his fingers mischievously down there.

Cleantha was already completely in the power of the King. Every time the King's lips touched a certain part, there was a heat surge arising on his body. The excitement demanded her to ask the husband for more.

The king felt he was at the highest peak. Actually he wanted to give Cleantha more pleasure. But he was no longer able to master the impulse of desire. He was never this crazy when he was with Zevira.

"We get straight to the point, dear," said the King gasping for breath.

As if hypnotized, Cleantha complied with the King's request. Without thinking of shame, he squeezed the King's hair tightly as the man drowned his own inside of him.

The king himself was satisfied when he managed to break down the narrow door.

He wanted to enjoy this beautiful moment. Being inside Cleantha really made her feel at home and did not want to stop moving.

The king pumped his waist slowly so as not to hurt Cleantha. Luckily this time Cleantha was able to balance her rhythm. Sometimes his wife even helped him.

The time wheel is rolling very fast. The king felt an unbearable urge, until the desire he craved exploded so fiercely.

Holding Cleantha's hand, the King brooded long before pouring the warm seed into his wife's womb.

He hopes that this time his love will pay off. Having a child from Cleantha was his biggest dream right now.

"It's over, dear," said the King dropping his body beside Cleantha.

Still managing the breath, the King felt a sweat fill his body. Same with Cleantha.

Their love is indeed very intense, so their bodies feel sticky even though they are in a room with air conditioning.

"Thank you, Clea. You have served me well. I will not forget this great memory" said the King, tasting his wife's ear.

Cleantha herself was still limp. But this time he was strangely happy.

Unlike his first romance with the King who drained tears. Tonight the King's attitude is full of affection. It was as if the man had a great love for her.

"Lay here" said the King gesturing for Cleantha to lay her head on his chest.

Cleantha also shuffled. I don't know why he's so submissive. She even wanted to spend the night in her husband's arms.

"Are you sure you won't come with me?" ask the King again.

"No, Mister. Hmmm, sir, may I ask you something?"

"Of course" replied the King smiling.

Looking at the smile engraved on the King's face, Cleantha grew even more enchanted. Only once did the King smile so sincerely. And that smile made him look even more handsome.

"Did you send a nurse to my father?" asked Cleantha ventured.

"Yes. I want my father-in-law to get the best care possible. Do you mind?"

"No, Mister. I just want to thank you, sir" Cleantha explained.

The king stroked Cleantha's hair while still hugging his wife.

"Clea, as long as I'm not around you can stay at your family home. I know you must miss your father."

Cleantha's eyes were perfectly rounded hearing the King's words. Her heart seemed to flowery because it received the sweetest gift from her husband.

"Thank you, Mister. You are very kind to me" said Cleantha wrapping her hands around the King's body.

The king got up briefly from the bed, then took a golden-colored card from his wallet.

"This is for you. Wear it to shop and buy all your father's needs," the king handed Cleantha a debit card.

"Tu.an, I don't need this."

"You are my wife, it is only natural that I give you a living. What I have is yours too. If you refuse my gift, it means that you do not acknowledge me as your husband" said the King.

"Well, sir, I'll take it," Cleanta said relented.

"You can go for a walk while shopping to ward off boredom. But don't get close to other men or I'll be mad at you" said the king possessively.

"Yes, sir, I promise."

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