Husband For Keara
Sorry Darling (2)

Keara got up from her seat with slightly stomping steps. He did not care about Harris's reaction to confusion. The man scratched his nape which was not itchy at all. Confused also how to deal with a lioness when angry. It was even better if Keara nagged and pinched the chest as usual. Rather than being judes and hard to talk to like tonight.

With a head-butt and an angry smile full of desire to pounce on the prey, he followed the steps of his wife into the room. Keara's anger is not afraid but rather half dead.

During this time, Keara has always been gentle, spoiled and deft in serving whatever Harris needs. Even if it's crashing, Keara cries and nags Harris more often than silence him.

Harris found his wife fresh out of the bathroom, and is currently standing in front of a standing mirror on the walk in closet. With wide footsteps he walked quickly closer to Keara.

Harris clutches Keara's tiny body. His arms encircled that slender waist. And his face sank in the recess of Keara's neck. Swiping the tip of his nose on that pure white skin.

"Dear, I'm sorry.. I'm really sorry about you." whispered Harris right by Keara's ear.

"I'm not looking for an excuse. I just want to say the right words to describe how sorry I am for hurting you so deeply.. I'm sorry, honey.. I've made the woman I love the most cry all night without her tears."

Keara was silent. He turned his gaze in any direction so as not to be able to see Harris's face from the reflection of the mirror in front of him. The net is already glazed and ready to explode.

Harris turned that pretty body around. Cupping the cheek of the woman in order to be able to meet with the netra full of clear circles. "Hey, look at me.." she softly smiled.

Keara's tears have broken. Breaking defense. She looked at her husband with her eyes. He was eager to bark and say a sniff to Harris like that, but I don't know Keara seemed to have no more strength. His heart had already been melted away just by looking at the smile and a little touch of Harris.

Harris looked at Keara who was willing to obey and looked at her. He also reflexively kissed the pink and voluptuous lips of his wife. Just a brief kiss because there were still things they needed to talk about.

"It's good that Harris's mas is conscious." said Keara cynically. He still tried to take his eyes off Harris. But hard. There was just something that the man did to keep Keara looking at him. Including a burst of kisses that hit the entire side of Keara's face every time the woman tried to turn away.

"Udah ah, move aside. I want to sleep again." ketus Keara. He was going to pass through Harris's strapping body. But of course it won't be that easy for Keara to escape.

Harris swiftly ensnared his woman's waist. Attach the tiny body with his body so that it is not spaced in the slightest. Then stick their two eyebrows together. Approaching their faces in such a way that each could feel the warmth from the breath of the two.

"Gazier..." Keara still wants to stay away from her husband. The man's breathing was getting hotter. Something behind his shorts also felt hardened and pressed on Keara's thigh. Keara dodged before again she could not resist the wishes of her handsome husband.

"Say first.. You want to forgive me, right?" Harris raised his eyebrows. Watching Keara's reaction. The woman was still busy avoiding the glare of her eyes. "Please.... I'm sorry, honey.."

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