HOT MOTHER & MR. BILLIONAIRE
Alka Sick
Alka who wanted to open her voice was instantly speechless as Dante squeezed her shoulders, slowly, but could make her grimace.
"And this also applies to you, Alka," stressed the Queen who did not imgin in bnayaj.
"The party will hold your wedding, it's time for the palace stage to show its fangs again."
"Ta-but?"
"Alka!" the flat voice came from the husband's mouth, "I have no problem for our wedding party. But we're not going to run in the palace."
The queen stiffened her jaw, "Then don't expect you to meet El! He will continue in your position, Prince William. Show your dedication! After all, isn't it enough that I've given you time to live outside?"
"Think carefully, prince William ... princess Alka," the smile on her calm face made Alka blush red.
One thing that made him doubtful was, did the royal party already know of his identity? His name had been in the scribbles of the Monarch family lineage. He was afraid that he would be separated from El, and the man sitting next to him.
"How, princess?" The queen asked Alka, and that left her confused.
"No problem, with all the consequences ... Her majesty the queen!" dante's gaze was so deep, and cold.
The queen smiled, she moved from her seat with a happy face, "Well the party will be in the day after tomorrow!"
The final decision cannot be disputed! ðŸ¤
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The night wind rippled slowly, making the room atmosphere cooler with AC.
Dante who was lying on the bed while playing the phone was getting bored, many times he stared at the closed door as a link between the room and the dressing room.
"Alka, hurry up a little!" dante exclaimed in seriousness, "Just get in pajamas for that long, Alka!" with impatience Dante banged on the door of the room.
"Alka!" thinking the woman had escaped through the changing room window, Dante broke the door and broke it.
"Alka!"
"Engh..." Alka's body was so weak, she felt dizzy, "Honey?" exclaimed Dante who was propping up his body, letting the slender back land warmly on the chest of his field, "What's wrong with you?" slowly Dante carried her, then carefully placed her body on the bed.
"Alka, what's wrong with you? Tell me which part is sick?"
"Tomorrow..." Alka immediately got out of bed and ran to the bathroom after pushing Dante away from her, inside she spewed out whatever was in her stomach.
"Alka!"
As a husband of course he was very panicked, Dante hugged Alka from behind while rubbing her slender stomach.
Once again Alka threw up, attentively Dante nosedived Alka, slowly and comfortably.
Fifteen minutes later Dante again carried Alka's completely weak body.
He laid her down, covered her warmly.
Dante rubbed Alka's face, rubbed his thumb on Alka's paled lips, "What's the matter dear?"
"It's like there's a way in my stomach."
Dante frowned, "What?" she opened the blanket that covered Alka's body slightly roughly, then raised her silk pajamas to her chest, revealing her slender belly, looking at her sharply.
"What is in your stomach Alka? Say it!"
"I don't know either, I'm really nauseous and also dizzy, Dante, my lower abdomen hurts.." cried Alka who almost cried.