The Trait of Love The Player
Don't Let Others Know

Here they are now, in a bath that contains foam and aromatherapy. Yasmine closed both eyes when she felt a light massage on her shoulders and back. The Princess enjoyed the geratis service Elvier gave her.

Although sometimes Elvier's naughty lips come along to touch his shoulders and innocent nape.

"I'm sorry" said Elvier arrived.

One hand went down the scrape of the whip scar that was on Yasmine's smooth white back. His hands clenched again when he failed to fulfill the promise to Davyn and Gentala, to protect the Princess.

Cupp!

Elvier kissed the part for so long and deep, the sense of regret Elvier spilled through the kiss. In his determined heart, there would never be another person who hurt Yasmine-what else until it hurt her.

While Yasmine-the woman smiled faintly as she felt Elvier's kiss on her back area. Yasmine's one hand gently rubbed the Prince's head without turning around. Yasmine instead leaned her body comfortably on Elvier's plain chest.

His two eyes were still closed, it seemed like Yasmine no longer wanted to discuss things that had gone before. Women prefer to make the incident as a new practice, because for the rest of his life Yasmine felt the name lash.

"You're two days away from surgery, right?" yasmine asked shifted their conversation topic.

The woman moved slowly to find her most comfortable place, making Elvier growl low - when he felt tightness down there.

"Hm-" said Elvier.

"What if Papi and the others knew?" ask Yasmine again.

Somehow Yasmine did not want others to know that Elvier was sick. Yasmine preferred that Elvier be known to be cruel rather than weak, in the eyes of everyone. He would not let his family know the pain suffered by Elvier, what else the Albarack family members.

"What if we had a honeymoon?" yasmine's proposal, when Elvier doesn't speak anymore.

"We told them that the honeymoon would be in-where?" Yasmine paused her speech for a moment.

"Ah in Al Mahara! that's not the hotel with the aquarium, is it? I think it's exciting if we play there El." continued Yasmine with a sparkling face.

The woman looked up, to see the expression on her husband's face.

The tall man tightened his hold, the kiss on Yasmine's body became more and more. Making the woman resigned, Yasmine prefers to lean comfortably on her husband's body. He can't wait to meet the good guy, hopefully the donor will meet him just once.

On the other side...

A man dressed in Middle Eastern attire, stepped swiftly towards the Albarack palace. Both of his jaws were hardened - indicating that he was being overwhelmed by emotions. Even the few bodyguards that followed him looked a little difficult to keep up with his long stride.

"Where's my Lord?" ask one of Albarack's palace guards.

"Crown Prince-Pu?" nervous sahut.

"I ask you again, where is my Lord Ommar?!"

"My Master's in the left-wing palace, Pang-,"

Not yet had the Guards finished his words, the man in the sidewalk immediately stepped towards the location. His haughty steps and arrogance made everyone's attention be on him.

She does not accept her second sister's current situation, but some time ago her first sister was treated badly by this family - although she also cannot blame Yazan, either, because the Concubines are not a taboo for Princes and Kings among Nobles.

But for the torture experienced by his second sister, he really wanted to teach the perpetrator a little lesson.

Then what happens if the perpetrator is the person he likes or even already loved?

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