The Trait of Love The Player
The Story of Silence

After Yasmine's worry subsided, the couple were enjoying time together in bed. The two of them just hugged each other, nothing more. Elvier and Yasmine are enjoying their newlywed period which has been delayed for several months, because they are consumed by their own egotism.

Elvier who was still wearing a towel did not make Yasmine uncomfortable at all, the woman even looked so comfortable leaning her head on the chest of the husband's field. Even his naughty fingers had sailed down the curves of Elvier's abdominal muscles, making the tan-skinned man close both eyes.

Yasmine's finger movements came to a halt as the corner of her eye saw a small character on Elvier's upper arm. The engraving of the character made his curiosity appear, even though Elvier often showed his tattoo when the man was naked.

But somehow this time Yasmine was so charmed, the taut fingers moved closer and stroked slowly making Elvier open both eyes.

"Since when?"

Yasmine's mouth was itching to ask, although her curiosity meant nothing to Elvier, because Yasmine knew that the tattoo existed before they were found by God.

"Since Mother died" said Elvier calmly.

Yasmine's finger movements that had stopped, now returned down one by one words that were not understood by him. The word is like a language that is not in the world, or maybe his brain is a little slow. Elvier made it since his mother died, meaning that when Elvier was about 16 to 17 years old, the age of which is arguably still quite unstable.

"Is this not sick?" ringis Yasmine imagined what it would be like when sharp needles tore through her skin.

"No! it hurts more to know your mother is gone because of your own father." said flat Elvier.

Yasmine cleared her throat softly hearing the answer her husband gave her, there was a sense of unease when she heard Elvier's cold tone. He was certain that the Second Prince was holding something inside him at this moment.

"There's no need to feel bad, Mine. That's the truth, at that time I defied my father's orders a lot, to make him angry. And the peak when there was an incident that made Lavera able to expel me from this palace, without a penny. Until finally I was taken care of by Uncle Ahmet - my mother's only biological sister for one year" Elvier said again, upon realizing Yasmine felt awkward towards him after asking about the carvings that were on his body.

And unconsciously now Elvier is telling the plot of life that he had been living.

"I get back up when I remember my mother saying one last time, ' Never lean on someone's shoulder too comfortably, when the owner of that shoulder leaves you will fall, you will fall, because you've lost your grip, '" continued Elvier, tightening his arms at Yasmine.

While the Princess continued to listen well, she now knew why Elvier was behaving badly. The Prince wanted to prove that he could stand on his own feet, get what he wanted without the interference of others. Covering the gaping wound with a haughty, arrogant, arrogant, authoritarian attitude, contrite eyes and a little cruel, so that others can not see the weaknesses that exist in him, including him-Yasmine herself.

Even his words managed to make Elvier bow his head, the man chuckled small while pecking at Yasmine's head in an agitation.

"I just hope that if you're going to keep leaning on me, it won't stay away one bit." said Elvier looking serious.

Yasmine even blinked quickly when she saw Elvier staring deeply at her, as Yasmine looked up so she could see her husband's handsome face.

"Like this for example-" continued Elvier

Nyott!

"Aackhh!"

Yasmine shrieked, both of her eyes rounded as she felt a mischievous squeeze in her chest area. Elvier mischievously squeezed both of his twin bald hills in turn. Even the man was seen smirking pervertedly at her at this moment. Exactly like Om a pedophile who is targeting innocent little girls like him. Both hills of pride felt pain and pain, due to the squeeze that Elvier did. Instead of being aroused, but instead of making Yasmine's emotions provoked.

"Yes hand! it's not polite to tick, if you want to say just don't squeeze! sick tau!" yasmine protested, she even replied to him by biting Elvier's little nipple*ing heartlessly, leaving the man suffocating in pain.

"Aakhh! oh, my God, Mine, don't get bitten." - Elvier.

The man who was still bare-chested rubbed his nipples that felt pain and pain, due to the ferocious bite of the Princess.

"Look, I bit your Radish!" threaten Yasmine with eyes squeaking full of warning.

I BITE YOU, RRRRWWWW