The Secret Wife of the President
CHAPTER 76 - Repeating the Return

Arriving at Zean's room slammed the door with a hint of his strength. Ameera's words really offended him. Strange but real, who should be angry at this time is Syila, but even inversely proportional.

The man went into the bathroom and left Syila who was silent after being confused by his behavior. The woman went back up to the bed, her eyes were really heavy and wanted to continue her sleep that had been cut off.

His eyes were closed, but still very conscious of everything that was happening around him. The bathroom door that is now open, Zean who turned off the lights and pulled a blanket to cover his body can also feel Syila.

A few minutes passed, Zean kissed him in silence. After Zean's meeting this afternoon on the balcony of the room with Sean, his wife was more silent. Being seduced, being kissed also refused and to be honest it was a bit excruciating for a Zean.

"I'm sorry, Syila .. I shouldn't have made your life this messy."

Cheating, that kind of joke was Zean's sincerity in the eyes of many people. Although he knew his sister might be making a tone, somehow Zean's heart was stunned to hear it.

Lately Zean is a little sensitive, the slightest thing can make him depressed and even angry. Tonight, he needs calmness by looking at the beautiful face of the wife under the dim light of sleep.

Slowly he got rid of the bolster pillow that Syila had made a barrier. His smile expands when it manages to erode the distance, two hours Syila torture with bolsters between them the man even headaches.

Already this late, Zean could not sleep at all. Already he tried to hug his wife, but there was something that he did not succeed in reaching as well. Zean rubbed his face rough, the man got up and now sat down by Syila's side.

Her body was hot, not at all comfortable until Zean decided to take off his nightshirt. Even so, Zean did not feel the difference. Until, his instincts said another when staring at the wife who looked tired in a thick blanket.

Zean thought for a moment, he remembered something while counting with his fingers. "Seven? It's been a week, but why is he so ordinary?"

His regret is not playing, it has been that long but only he who keeps the longing. Without a second thought, the man grabbed the blanket wrapped around his wife. He will repeat his mistakes in the past, he is not good at seducing or whining to get what he wants.

There was no reaction from the wife, everything seemed safe. Zean, who thinks his wife is too sleepy, clearly sees this as a good sign. Fearing that his wife was conscious first, Zean even held his breath while stripping Syila's pants off.

Shit, why would he steal like this. Completing the yearning by fighting against this much fear, his heart beat faster. Zean does love the arrival, including conquering this kind of wife.

A few months ago, Syila was furious because Zean did it without warning and so hastily.then this time, she will try slowly without forcing.

Although his wife was still so slumbering, Zean still slowly kissed his lips and neckline. He had been resistant not to be so excessive, but still a sign of ownership actually imprinted there.

Too much of what Syila was doing this afternoon made her very tired, not even aware when Zean was jamah. Although a little strange, but the man did not care at all because he would not be able to stem the longing any longer.

I don't believe it, but that's the fact. Zean did it so slowly to keep his wife from waking up. Unilateral romance, but still Zean do full of feelings.

His wife was too addictive, even with her being silent and resigned to the statue exactly like this Zean remained lulled and flew away. Without the usual groans or sharp nails clutching his back, Zean did not feel anything different and his body could not be compromised if it was about syila.

"Stay asleep, dear ... wait for me to finish if you want to wake up," raced Zean on the sidelines of his activities.

Some time he sought his own satisfaction on the body of the wife, until reaching the peak of pleasure that made Zean's body stiffen. Well, he managed to let go of the longing that had been curbing since yesterday and made his head even more painful.

Zean's breathing panted, he thought of immediately closing his eyes on Syila's side after this. However, he did not want to kill himself and his wife was furious tomorrow morning when she realized that Zean was being chased.

Forced, even though he was a little weak powered Zean looking for tisue to clean the wife's property due to his actions. Exactly taking care of the real baby, Zean again put on Syila's trousers and pulled the blanket as before.

"Good night, Honey."

Zean chuckled before falling asleep and hugging her so tightly, as if afraid that Syila might escape from her. It didn't take long, Zean snored smooth at this time.

"Based on a liar, he could have broken his promise .. aaww sore."

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- To Be Continue -

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