Forced Relocation of Conglomerate Girls
Chapter 21: My Days are Empty Without You

The scenery as beautiful as anything is not comparable to the face of ayu women who are now snuggling in the arms of Robbin.

Solar light passed through the gaps of the curtains in a broken sheen, shining upon Clay's unusually radiant face. The woman took a breath before actually opening her eyes. His warm body wriggled, until Robbin loosened his embrace.

"The sleeping princess is awake, so last night wanted to say what? Before I left the house looked fine, and once I got back everything looked different. What's going on?" ask Robbin.

Last night after making sure Clay slept comfortably and had a normal body temperature, Robbin cleaned up the messy house. Stale food in the trash had not been taken out of the house, even with glasses and plates lying on the table. Clay rarely does homework, but to simply wash his own foodstuffs the woman can.

Robbin felt that something was wrong, especially after seeing Clay's condition and reaction last night. The woman's body trembled, as if afraid of someone's presence, before knowing who came was her. However, once opened the eyes relief is clearly drawn. Not only was his wife shocked, fear emanated from the red look in his eyes.

Clay's breathing choked, his hands trembling while Robbin stared inside in need of an explanation. "Hanes and I just—"

"Hanes?" cut Robbin, he moaned with rage. "Don't say anything about him!"

Clay's body tiptoed because Robbin's warning sounded like a snap. "Well, I want to know that Robbin really went to work or—" Sentence that wants to come out of the lips stuck in the throat.

Clay does not want to ask or judge the husband if it is true when it does not work, but meets a prospective wife who has not been delivered. Even because he is not as happy as it is, to question what the husband is doing out there.

Isn't that unfair? While he almost played a spree with another man. No, not nearly, but already. Clay's hand was raised, lightly rubbing his lips with his index finger.

Robbin's thick-browed eyes piqued, he tried to remain silent without any intention of interrupting. However, Clay just close the lips, so evoke the desire buried in Robbin. "Do you not want to continue?" tanyanya.

Robbin could no longer bear to resist the urge to get into his wife. Clay's gaze was too soft, even with curves and silk-like skin. The woman was too seductive, to be missed for free.

"Martha. Robbin's brother, see him, right?"

The low tone Clay used to name the woman in Robbin's past was like a thunderstorm in the ear. "Where did you get that name?"

"So, did Robbin go to see him? Not work?" Clay held his breath as he questioned that. He has advanced and means must not retreat again, rather than curious mending asked, right?

Clay steals a glance at Robbin while twisting the edge of the blanket. He pulled a lot of air through his nose, before continuing. "I'm afraid my suspicions have been unfounded. I don't really believe you, Brother Robbin, but I honestly don't believe it" he said later.

"Good, I like your character who is always forthright" Robbin said. Clay seemed surprised to hear the confession, but Robbin chose takpeduli and said, "There is something we need to clear up here. Especially, I don't want to discuss or hear the woman's name. Second, I don't go anywhere other than work. And, lastly, according to my previous question. Do you know whose name it is?"

Clay looked even more riled up than before, he had already been warned not to offend anything about Hanes. Then, what does he have to say?

"Forget it, forget it, Robbin." Clay got up from sleep and sat on the edge of the bed.

Clay suddenly limped with a sharp breath. He noticed Robbin changing positions, sitting behind him and leaning closer. The man's feet now followed to his right-hand side, flanking Clay so affectionately.

Robbin let his three fingertips down the neck of his wife's level. Then, place the chin there, until the lips touch the woman's ear lobe. He could feel his wife's breath choking, imagining how the next reaction would be to clench her ears in a slow motion.

"My days are empty without you" whispered Robbin, sweeping his lips against Clay's neck, until he felt his pulse.

Clay's cheeks were suddenly hot, blood vessels were boiling. He had never felt this seintens touch from Robbin. Touch that can spur the performance of the heart faster. Well, his previous behavior was tempting, but he was not always like that. And, just be that way with Robbin.

"What makes you doubt my goal of leaving in a week?" Robbin's voice turned raucous, restraining the turmoil of the soul.

"Attent." Clay got up, then picked up the phone lying on the nightstand. "This, who is this woman?"

Clay thrust the phone at Robbin and the man observed the photo while squeaking. Swiping his chin at a glance then clucked, leaning back, his two sturdy arms were used as a pedestal.

"So, Clay, I can only say he's a co-worker, and don't you know what my job is? I myself was also surprised to get a female companion, but for whatever sake nothing happened between us. Are you satisfied to hear it?"

"Yet, that's where you look friendly. Look at Robbin's smile, it's so rare, I never got it" Clay curled his lips and folded his arms over his stomach, throwing his face away.

"Come, sit down near me!" pinta Robbin, but Clay took a step back.

Robbin reached out and pulled Clay's arm over his lap. He reviewed the smile, finding his wife's cheeks as red as a tomato when blushed in embarrassment.

"When has this cat been a pigeon? I'm tired of your adorable behavior" teased Robbin.

Clay's lips opened to reply to Robbin's words, but stopped because her husband first silenced his mouth with a loud kiss. He involuntarily groaned, tickling Robbin to do more of this.

Along with the soft touch of Robbin, Clay's lips are initially stiff softened, responding when Robbin's sense of taste urges to enter through the rows of teeth. Wild, sedating and inevitable. The husbands matched each other's movements.

Clay's back is curved, the two interlocking hands clinging to Robbin's neck. Both enjoy the incredible sensation, numbness spreads from the legs to the crown.

Just a kiss was not enough for them, Robbin lifted Clay's body without weight and dropped it on the mattress. Robbin fingers looking for the tip of his wife's clothes, he wants to immediately remove the cloth wrapped in the beautiful body of the wife.

Clay's body twitched agitatedly, writhing as Robbin's fingers touched his stomach skin.

"Kak—"