THE FORBIDDEN PASSION OF THE RULER

THE FORBIDDEN PASSION OF THE RULER
Always trying


Without knowing it, 7 months have passed. After Milano said Latizia was pregnant with her child at the time, neither Ximus nor Athena's daughter showed their faces.


News of their marriage has also been around for a long time. On the agreement of two royal families who want to cover the disgrace in the eyes of the world.


Of course Milano is relieved. That way, there is nothing to disturb his life and Latizia who is waiting for the birth of their child in a few days.


However, in recent months the outbreak that spread in the Madison and Garalden communities could not be controlled. Milano continued to try to use his energy to heal the exposed population but, the plague was not lost.


If one person is healed, there will be another affected. Looks like Grandfather Teans made the poison in big rewards.


"Princess! It's been months that you've used your energy to treat our two regions but, you can't always be like this either" said Darren, who was watching Milano sit in his office.


The dark gray-haired handsome man and the sharp brown netra looked extremely busy. Corporate affairs and the outbreak he handled while Madison's administration was on standby Franck.


"You're an ordinary man too, prince! You need to rest and your energy will certainly be drained if used in the long run for two large regions."


"This is all I can do" Milano said, not caring if it would affect him.


"But if the lady finds out, then.."


"Nobody told him about me or this plague," Press Milano stared intently at the silent Darren.


From the beginning Milano already knew if the outbreak this time had been prepared from the beginning by grandfather Teans and stronger than before.


"Eradiating this plague can only be done by killing that bastard but, this is too risky for Latizia!"


"He did take everything into account from the beginning," growled Darren really can't stand the cunning old man.


"He mixed his blood."


"So, is he the host of this disease?" Darren and Milano asked.


"He knew I wouldn't kill him because of Latizia. But, in these months Latizia also began to make progress even though it was very slow."


Well, Milano always tried to get Latizia's body back to normal. Even if it takes a long time, he will still sacrifice anything for the woman.


"You've taken my pure spiritual extract from the Lab?"


"Already, prince! There are 3 bottles" Darren replied, taking out an open box.


3 Small bottles the size of an anesthetic bottle were given to Milano. For months, Professor Lineaus worked hard to make drugs that build body cells and tissues and destroy foreign cells not in accordance with blood samples.


As a result, the extract was purified by Milano with its spiritual to be stronger and survive the attack of foreign cells.


"I'm going home. You're working on this document."


"Okay, prince!" Darren replied. In an instant Milano disappeared from his seat after a day at the company.


"Hopefully, miss will get well soon" muttered Darren to clear Milano's desk.


While at Madison's palace, Latizia still hasn't slept even though it's late. He could not close his eyes because there was pain in the lower part of the abdomen and quite a pain.


"Are you really looking forward to going out until you keep signaling, hm?!" Latizia murmured rubbing her already large stomach.


Lying down is difficult because it is uncomfortable and quite crowded.


"It's late, your father still hasn't come home! The more the day he was so busy that he forgot that his woman was pregnant, "Latizia nagged herself.


"Miss!!" The voice of Wey's waiter is available behind the door if Milano is not there.


"Biik! Come here for a minute!!"


"Yes, Miss!"


The door of the room was open. Waiter Wey approached Latizia's large bed which looked hard to sit on.


Well, Wey's servants were indeed moved to a special palace to guard Latizia.


"Miss! What's up?"


"My stomach is a bit cramped" replied Latizia, who was helped to sit leaning against the headboard.


"I'll help you compress it."


"Please get my phone on the couch over there, biik!" Patita Latizia was polite.


Waiter Wey nodded immediately got up to pick up the phone on the corner sofa of the room and gave it to Latizia.


"Here, miss!"


"Thank you. He if not in contact will not realize the time to go home," Gerutu Latizia wanted to call Milano but in fact the figure was already in front of the room door.


"Miss! Do you want to eat something?"


"I want to eat this one eagle" Granted Latizia called but the sound of Milano's cell phone was on the doorstep.


He looked and was right. A handsome man with a warm look at Latizia was already present here.


"Get in!!"


"Miss," muttered the waiter Wey smiling. He was already used to this woman's spoiled quarrel.


"Finally you know also the way home turned out!"


The door was opened Milano who looked calm in the face of Latizia's annoyance. Waiter Wey chose to leave so as not to disturb.


"My wife's welcome is always unique."


"Who's your wife?!" Ketus Latizia when Milano approached her.


"Depressed woman who always talks ketus but her heart is soft."


"That's it. I won't be lulled by a man's sweet mouth. My brandy guy told me what your head is about."


A second later the two chuckled to themselves as this kind of talk was too ridiculous.


"How's your job? Done already?" Letting Milano sit next to him.


"Yet. Little more!" Milano answered, rubbing Latizia's stomach.


"Well, your son was nosy. He seems to miss you a lot."


"Only my son?" Goda Milano made both cheeks Latizia red.


"Well, his mother doesn't miss anyone."


"really?"


"Hindu, but little" Latizia replied pointing at the tip of her fingernails.


Anxious Milano only kissed Latizia's cheeks slightly filled. His body does not change much even, in some parts of Milano's favorite is getting quiet and sexy.


"Don't start again. Go take a shower!" Anxious Latizia pushed Milano's face gently as she began to sniff her neck.


"When you shower?"


"Sleep," Relax Latizia knows if Milano wants her.


"Darling!"


"Hisses. My hair stands up," Geli Latizia goosebumps with the call of Milano which always makes her crumble.


"Darling!"


"Have it!! Don't call me anymore."


Instead of stopping, Milano increased aggressively tempting Latizia who never wanted to be called semesra.


"Darling! Can, huh?"


"Milano! Please," murmured Latizia gave a lip nod so as not to laugh.


"Darling! Why is your face red?" Tanya Milano cupped the two cheeks of Latizia who brushed her aside.


"Don't call me that!"


"Darling! Honey!" Temptation Milano immediately hugged the wrath and plied Latizia's face with a pecking potluck until the woman's laughter broke.


"Milanoo!! Sudaah!!"


"My dear!"


"Oh my god, what's wrong with you?!" Geli Latizia held Milano's face back from kissing her again.


"Why don't you want me to call you that?" Tanya Milano kissed Latizia's hand on her cheek.


"Emm. It's kind of weird that you said it."


"Why? Isn't it usual for a pair of ordinary lovers like that?!" Tanya Milano was astonished by Latizia.


"Honorable Prince. Your character is not that sweet guy. Call as usual." He flung his arms to Milano's neck.


"Depressed woman?"


"yeah. Sounds sweeter on your lips, "Latizia answered until the two kissed.


Slowly Milano laid Latizia's body which was still dragging her arms to the sturdy neck.


A tender, loving kiss rolled down to Latizia's neck which let Milano dip her burly hand between Latizia's pregnant clothes down there.


A warm swab on the thigh rose to the hip and anchored to the smooth back of Latizia who felt loved by this man.


However, Milano suddenly remembered about the medicine bottle earlier and immediately withdrew from Latizia who had wanted more.


"Milano?"


"We'll continue later. You should get a hormone injection first," Milano replied, rising up and going to pick up an injection device that was available in their room.


"About? Does it have to be every week?"


"Hm, it should not be delayed" replied Milano again with an injection device in his hand.


Latizia silence. He looks tired with this injection because every liquid that enters his body, will certainly hurt even though it is not like the first time to the lab first.


"Calm down. It's not as painful as yesterday."


"Is our baby okay?" Latizia asked, looking at Milano, who had taken out a small bottle of bluish-colored liquid that was always injected into her.


"It's just a hormone injection. Good for you and baby."


"After giving birth. Is it still in the syringe?"


Instantly Milano who had just stabbed the needle into the bottle in his hand fell silent. He knew Latizia must be tired but, he wouldn't give up.


"What still?"


"Hm, this is for your body. Giving birth to my son takes a lot of energy" Kilah Milano filled the injection device.


Latizia let out a light breath. She rubbed her stomach which was about to give birth in a few days.


"alright. For our son's sake I'm ready."


"You are not alone" muttered Milano raising Latizia's arm to her thigh.


Before pricking the needle, Milano first rub the part to be injected. It aims to reduce pain.


"Hold a minute."


"Em," Let Latizia understand.


He turned his face away when Milano started to do the injection. It didn't feel as painful as Latizia got used to it and Milano helped her too.


"Have you?"


"Hm. Already," replied Milano pressing the injection point earlier with his finger.


Latizia silence. He stared at Milano as his body began to react.


"Hot?"


"Right," murmured Latizia saw that her entire arm was starting to get red hot mixed with pain.


Sweat began to appear on Latizia's forehead even flooding the woman's neck. There's nothing Milano can do because in the process, he can't bother him.


"Open your clothes if it's too hot."


"P. hot," Lirih Latizia felt her skin would blister.


Milano helped remove the clothes on Latizia's body. When the woman's body is plain start to look red spots that pain is extraordinary.


"M. milan.."


"Hold it! You will recover," muttered Milano clasping onto Latizia's hand which gripped her firmly.


Milano's chest was tight to see this woman in pain when her whole skin was burning and very sore.


Be it a year, two years or even decades. I'll keep doing this until you're free of the man, Milano's mind isn't strong enough to see Latizia like this but she can't afford to lose the woman.


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