FIRST LOVE DESTINY《 HeZa'S Love Story 》
FLD 157 [Moza POV ] Husband Blaster of Heaven

Moza POVs

It has not been three months that I have held the status of Lady Hega Saint. The man who looked hard and cold.

His figure as the leader of a large company does require him to be firm and full of authority.

But slowly I understood one thing. If all the sides of him that most people think are scary don't happen if he's with me.

Men who always make people reluctant and often tremble because of their assertiveness and perfectionism. If I'm with you, it looks the opposite.

When I was with me, Brother Hega was so soft and warm. Not only in words, but also all his actions are always implied a million love that seems endless.

Men who turn out to be so possessive and jealous, are not infrequently overprotective and a little annoying. And don't forget the one thing about him that always makes me die of style, his incredible lecherous rate.

Just three months as his wife, I had to go to a place I never even went to when I was single.

Salon and spa. But not for treatment as most women do. But to undergo body massage, which I was forced to do because my body needed it.

Although not infrequently I prefer that Sasa alone massage me at home, because of the shame of having to show the creative work of my husband at some point of my body.

Although still I have to thick face every time Sasa smiled ignorantly after glancing at some red marks that can not be covered by me.

Either because I'm too weak, or my husband is too 'exceptional'. Until I was always made to crumble almost every time his perverted brain worked.

Especially since I said if I didn't delay the pregnancy. Hega's getting crazy asking for routine and additional rations.

Huh ? May my bones be fine, although unconsciously now my brain is almost infected perverted because of it.

Three months have passed, there is still a long way to go with the man who now occupies the highest position in my heart after my father.

I tried my best to be the best wife for her. Giving her happiness like she had given everything, even without me asking.

Like these two days, I don't mind if I have to indulge his sudden will for a second honeymoon. Although only spent in hotels.

But everything always felt different and special just because I was with him.

Because for the time being happy is simple enough to be by his side. Seeing the happy smile and laughter on his lips. Hugging her body tightly which always makes me comfortable and calm.

That morning after a second mandatory bath, I went back to the bed where my husband was still wrapped in his blanket.

My fingers stretched out rubbing her hair and down her cheeks. " Sister, wake up ! It's almost seven o'clock. " Rather than waking up, Brother Hega just moaned and instead pulled me back into his arms.

" Sister, wake up dong ! My sister has to go to the office. "

" A little more, baby. I'm still sleepy. Here you also brushed again, hem ! " She said with her eyes still closed.

Her sexy hoarse voice hypnotized me for a moment. Until my body unconsciously followed the pull of his hand without a fight.

" Sister, ihhh off. I'm gonna get up. I even took a shower. " I thrashed a little in his arms as my consciousness returned completely.

But instead of letting go of me, my husband just tightened his embrace, buried my face in the chest of his field. Her warm breath hit the tip of my head that was just below her chin.

" Src. . . Five minutes, Yang. Pliss. " His murmur was softened with eyes still tightly closed.

His right hand gently rubbed my back while the other hand stroked my already almost dry hair.

One simple action that can be ascertained will succeed in knocking me out.

And sure enough, within seconds, uncontrollably, my body was lulled by his treatment. I stopped struggling at once, and one thing I now feel.

Comfortable. . .

Even the impossible, as it happened a few days ago. When I was forced to do something that was never in the dictionary of my life, M E M B O L O S.

Well I was forced to skip one course because my possessive husband was holding me in bed when I was about to get ready for college.

As a result I was late to one morning course and finally forced to skip because I just arrived at the campus when the lecture will end in about ten minutes.

Huft. . . Fortunately, the lecturer of the course was a lecturer who was not difficult to face. He gave me the opportunity to redeem myself for one time absent from college by making a paper, even with a theme that I think is not too difficult.

Of course the lecturer gave me the opportunity also thanks to my presentation in the courses he taught almost perfectly. 

If there were no incidents of my possessive husband drama, surely my presentation would no longer be almost perfect, but it would be perfect.

But again I must remember if there is a sentence that states 'no one is perfect in this world, because perfection is only His'.

And sure enough, the liveliness of my college that I maintained for three years was actually lost by one thing, what else if not the behavior of his own possessed by the man who now holds the status of my husband.

" Sister, get up yuk, five minutes is up. " My whisper was soft as I rubbed his cheek again.

" Still, Yang. Five more minutes. This promise is the last five minutes. " Huft, I can only sigh, I glimpsed at a glance the round object attached to the wall.

In fact, it has been a few times five minutes that have been missed. But still we didn't get out of bed either.

I looked up, looking at that handsome face that was so beautiful to the eye. My fingers were stretched out again, tempted to gently wipe her handsome face.

How to describe his good looks, I was at a loss for words. Perhaps today's children call it 'blaster of heaven'.

Hah, why am I following alay ala teen ?

But really, the man I married was not messing around with his charm. So it's only natural that I call my husband a crossbreed of heaven.

Thick eyebrows, plump eyelashes, firm jaws, a perfect facial line with a pointed nose. And one thing I like about him the most.

Two holes in both of her cheeks which made her even more dazzling. Dimples that will only be visible if the red lips naturally smile.

And again I must be grateful, because this smile can not be seen by just anyone. But the smile on these lips will always be visible to me. And that means also that these dazzling dimples are also the only me who can enjoy them at will.

" Yang-the. " With the fun of enjoying his slumbering face like an angel, the sound of his bass sounding wet raspy greeted my sense of hearing.

I was silent for a moment.

" hm. I'm sorry, I'm interrupting sister's sleep, huh ? " I want to pull my hand that is still silent on his lips, ehhh, when did this fingers land there anyway ? And why should it be there ? Fucking perverted fingers.

" You teasing me, hm ? " The eye was open, its pitch-black netra as if piercing into the heart. Makes me my brain instantly empty.

I haven't responded yet, rather I'm out of words. Her sexy voice returned to teasing.

" What was last night and dawn not enough ? Want to add a morning session, hm ? "

Heh ??? I blinked my eyes when I found that handsome face still staring fixedly at me.

A slanted smile was etched on his thin lips. Complete with a pair of dimples package that now not only makes it look dazzling.

But it is also tempting and dangerous. Oh No, I woke up a sleeping lion that seemed starving and ready to prey.

Arrrgghhhh, I have to escape.

The Moza POV End

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