Binding, Binding Promise
Alcoholic Beverage?

Zain is seen staggering into the Lucca mansion, his head hurting. It hurt so much that he couldn't open his eyes. His body feels hot too. For the first time in this life Zain felt his entire body was out of control, as if his body no longer belonged to him.

At the party, he almost got out of control, but fortunately, his assistant was so quick that he did not make the same mistake.

The hour hand shows the number four just as Zain enters the Lucca mansion. Zain got carried away until he could not leave the party. Is he back to being the old Zain? Zain, who always spent his nights outside, somehow held back his steps until he spent that long time away from his Yuna.

The whole body still feels hot, even though in the Lucca mansion there are many air conditioners, very cold to the point that Yuna who slept on the sofa covered her body with two blankets.

Yes, Yuna fell asleep on the sofa. Waiting for Zain to become his new hobby. In fact, every night Yuna was always waiting for Zain on the same sofa, she ran to the room as soon as she heard the sound of Zain's car entering the trunk.

The debuk!

Zain fell down, his legs tripped by the legs of the sofa. The net feels heavy. He even walked while holding on to every object that could be reached by his hands.

"Why do you always come home at night? You don't know, do you?" Yuna muttered in her sleep. Suddenly, it managed to shift Zain's focus. Slowly, the net began to open.

Zain's blue netra, which usually looks glowing, now looks flushed. It has been blinded by the fog of passion. If Yuna wakes up and sees Zain's appearance, she will be disappointed to see her husband's appearance. Hair disheveled. The suit that once looked perfect on Zain De Lucca's body now looks a mess. It was so bad that Yuna would feel annoyed at the lack of power presented before her.

"I'm always waiting for you, in this place. In hope, when you come home you will smile at me, then you let out a warm kiss at the top of my head." Yuna still muttered in her sleep, not knowing that Zain was watching. The dim light in the living room of the Lucca mansion adds to the romance tonight.

"I love you so much. You're the reason for my happiness, you're also the reason for my sadness. Why do we live in separate rooms? Wh why? I don't like. I hate you Zain, but I always love you." Yuna shed tears, no matter how big a wound she kept in her heart until she cried in her sleep.

Zain who witnessed his wife's tears began to get carried away. Without a second thought, Zain began to scoop up his wife's thin lips. Initially, he does it slowly, knowing there is something strange Yuna starts to open her eyes. He wanted to break away, but Zain began to lock his body until there was no movement from Yuna Dinata.

"Stop Zain. Stop that." Yuna revolted, she pushed Zain hard enough for him to fall. His head hit the end of the table. Actually, Yuna felt pity. The aroma of the alcoholic drink sourced from Zain's clothes made Yuna disgusted. It ignited his emotions.

"I told you, I hate alcoholic beverages. Are you sorry you married me? Are you so angry that I always forbid you?" Yuna spoke in a high tone of voice, she cleared her lips with pasmina. The aroma of alcoholic beverages sourced from the clothes that Zain was wearing made Yuna nauseous.

"I don't drink." Zain said half-consciously.

"If you don't drink. Then, what is this?" Yuna pointed at Zain's clothes that were still wet from the spill.

"It's..." Zain tried to get up, thinking how he could get involved with the drink, a drink he had never touched since he entered the hotel ballroom, unfortunately he could not find the answer.

"I swear by your name, I don't drink it. You're the woman I love the most, I won't lie to you." Zain tried to explain, but he could not hold his weight until he was back on the floor.

"Well, this time I forgive you. Never repeat it again." Chirping Yuna as she stretched out her hands, she tried to help the beautiful man to stand up.

Instead of accepting Yuna's hand, Zain pulled the woman. Yuna fell right on Zain's lap, and without waiting for the cue, Zain again devoured his wife's tiny lips, the kiss deepened, inexplicably Yuna began to get carried away, zain's hand and lip play made it seem to fly into the clouds. His brain could not think, Zain himself still felt the heat in his body. He wants to take off his sahwat, he has been blinded by his lust until he does not realize his naughty hands begin to release the robe that Yuna was wearing.

Zain, I beg you, stop. We can't do all this. Wait, I'm ready to give everything in me just for you. But I'm afraid!

I'm afraid you won't be able to stare at your face in the mirror when you find out that we've done it. Yuna wanted to say that, but the gentle caress of Zain's hand on her body stopped her. To be honest, Yuna was also enjoying what they were doing this morning. Yes, it is morning, because one hour ahead of dawn will start to reverberate.

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