Lies
The Forgotten Woman

Isn't this too much? Karan asked in his heart. These reporters began to have no manners and could never appreciate the privacy of others at all. Had there been no Raya, it was certain Karan would have figured out the identity of the journalist to make sure he would no longer be able to return to work anywhere. It's a job demand, but if it's not dealt with firmly, journalists will continue to urge anyone until they get information.

Fortunately, Raya was there. As a person who has been in the entertainment world for a long time, Raya knows how to deal with such questions. “As my husband has said before. We are in a program to have children. So we decided to focus our minds on the program. Just as my husband has sacrificed a lot for me, so I must do my best for our marriage. And please don't make unreasonable news because we want to live a quiet life. Thank you.”

That was Raya's wise speech before leaving the place together with Karan. Ian came on time that day. He immediately approached Karan and Raya who were trapped by journalists. Not only by himself, Ian brought some bodyguards that Karan usually used for impromptu security. As a result, they were able to escape from the siege of the news hunters.

“They are so outrageous. I hate them,” Karan said in the car. The man did not end up grumbling because of the actions of the reporters. If there was anything Karan could do to calm himself down, maybe giving a punch in the reporter's face was the most appropriate thing for him.

Raya understood Karan's annoyance. In less than 10 minutes, news of them has appeared on social media. This is what Raya fears. They did not do anything bad news still approached them. Especially if Karan gets out of control and retaliates against those reporters. It could be that at this time Karan's face will be plastered in the media into a hot topic of news. Karan will also be dragged to the green table for allegedly obstructing press freedom. That is why Raya took control. Compared to her husband, Raya's emotions were much more well-controlled.

“I know. They are such a bitch. But are we going to ruin the day just because of that reporter?” the word Raya reminds Karan to return to their original plan. Raya did not really want to have sex with her husband, although she did not reject him either. It's just that instead of seeing Karan's anger, she would rather draw her husband's attention to something else. That way Karan will not do reckless things that will damage the image of both of them.

Both Karan's eyeballs popped. He suddenly remembered what Raya had said. Yes, they have more important things than thinking about the journalist. The man grinned. He approached Raya and kissed Raya's cheek. “Cannot be. How can journalists seem to ruin our plans, honey? That's impossible,”. Karan's hand began to move, touching Raya's arm and stroking her.

“Eh, I'm not saying now. I said at home ‘kan? You didn't forget about that?” Raya manages to prevent Karan by shaking off the man's hand. As he said, their agreement was to do this at home, not in the car and was witnessed by Ian. Although Karan would not care about anything but himself, yet the Kingdom was different. He still has the shame he is looking after.

“Alright, I'll be patient now. But you won't be able to escape if we're home,” Karan said firmly. He kissed Raya's cheeks gently before returning to his original seating position.

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Raya is not a woman who is easily conquered. Not only with money and treasures, even the heart of the Kingdom also does not melt with love. Perhaps the woman no longer knew love just like Karan. The world has changed their mindset from lovers who are lulled with the sweetness of love, to married couples who live in the pragmatic life of their households. You could say the foundation they can build a household is fairly fragile. Plus all this time the attraction shown both is just physical attraction. In addition to the hatred that had been barren in his heart, Karan was sure there were no other feelings he felt for his wife.

“Your room or my room?” ask Karan when they're done eating their dinner. The man had been very patient all morning until night. He tried not to touch Raya even though the desire for the woman was so great. Karan just wants to prove that he does not consider Raya as a comfort woman at all. As much as Karan hated Raya, he would never consider his beautiful wife as a cheap woman. Karan alone considered all his treasures would not be comparable to Raya, then how could his wife be as low as that?

Boldly Raya pressed her lips against Karan's neck. “I prefer moonlight over light beam.” Raya gave a simple riddle to her husband. He did not want to say that he would rather sleep with the man in his room. His arrogance forbade him from doing that, although Karan must have guessed where Raya was referring to.

“Alright, as you wish.” Karan slipped his fingers to grasp Raya's hand, lifted it up and inhaled the vanilla scent that burst from the surface of the woman's wrist skin. When his lips stuck there, he felt the pulse of Kingdom throbbing hard and fast. He kissed her again while gently biting her like a vampire man who wanted to suck the blood of his prey. “Looks like you need a bracelet, honey. Tomorrow I'll buy it for you.”

Karan chuckles slowly. Raya's annoyed voice reminded Karan of past events when Raya whined about not being able to pass math subjects. As a result the woman constantly asks Karan to teach her. “Sorry, I just want to make my wife look more beautiful,” exclaimed Karan while feeling the lentic fingers of the Kingdom twitching in his grasp as he kissed her one by one.

“Making me gold and diamonds won't make me beautiful, Karan. You don't have to buy it for me.”

This time it was Karan who snarled. “Honey!”

It was a warning that Raya should not oppose Karan. Raya's task is simple: accept everything Karan does without throwing any protest. Because it is Karan who is in control of the life of the Kingdom. He will arrange all sides of your life, including the way you dress. That was how to keep Raya by his side. If necessary, Karan will do it with violence even though it is much better if Raya obeys it.

“Iya, I know. It's up to you,” said Raya resignedly.

“Good,” says Karan happy. He pulled Raya's hand and held it against the back of her neck. Slowly, he gently kissed the arms of Raya beside his neck. When near the face of the wife, the woman's breath gently brushed across her cheeks. “In the meantime,” said he paused their activities because both his hands were busy opening the door of his room. As soon as the door opened, Karan quickly closed it again after they entered. So that no one bothers them anymore. It is inconceivable how frustrated and emotional Karan would be if his biological needs fail to be channeled again tonight.

Without thinking, Karan took Raya to the bed and threw her into the bed. Karan lunged at Raya's lips, kissing her greedily and hastily. His hand moved, revealing Raya's nightgown and touching the woman's stomach. The gentle movements of Karan's fingers lit a fire that spread throughout the Kingdom's body.

“Darling, you forgot to breathe again,” Karan said commemorating his wife when the woman was out of breath unable to set the tempo of their kiss. Karan smiled satisfied to see the difficulty of the wife. “But we have done it often. Why are you always like this, hm?”

Raya threw a sharp look at Karan. “Because I'm not as happy as you. You're an experienced man. You've been in contact with a lot of women. And I just did it with you. Are you satisfied?”

“I'm glad I was your first man, Raya. But honey, you're wrong. I've never had sex with many women.”

“But you did before you were with me, didn't you?”

“Ya, right,” revealed Karan honestly. A statement that surprised Raya. Karan knows it won't make his wife happy, but he won't lie about the matter. Raya is not the first woman he has ever had sex with. “I've done it with other women. A woman I never wanted to remember. Forgotten woman.”