Just Just Marrying
Untasteful
"Do I have to wear this see-through outfit like I used to?" Kyara muttered flipping through the bright red evening dress in front of her. Kyara seemed to think. Tonight he asked a servant to keep Baby Rey in his room so that the plan he made could go well. "alright. I'll just use it to prove Rania's words aren't true." Kyara muttered then began to take off the clothes she was wearing.
The sound of footsteps getting closer to the bed made Kyara tighten the blanket on her body. I don't know why he felt unsure about the plan he made this time. Even his body was already shaking violently at this moment.
"Darling... You're asleep already?" Tanya Gerry rubbed Kyara's back from under her thick blanket. "Sorry I just got back to my room. I have a lot of work to do tonight." Gerry muttered as if he knew his wife had not really slept.
"Eh." Kyara cleared her throat as if she had just woken up from her sleep. "You done yet?" Kyara said with a yawn without turning her body.
"Just finished." Gerry stroked Kyara's head.
How'this? My heart feels like it's coming out right now! Kyara's inner grouse.
"Darling... Why are you turning my back, hem?" Gerry asked, trying to turn his wife's body around. But Kyara is still trying to stay in her position.
"Darling... Are you angry?" Gerry asked looking at Kyara's slightly strange demeanor.
"Nope-no. Why should I be angry?"
"Then why don't you want to see my face?" Gerry asked with a frown. Seeing Kyara who was back in silence, Gerry also slightly snapped at the blanket that covered his wife's body.
"Sa-honey..."Iirih Gerry swallowed his saliva with great difficulty.
"Ge-gerry..." Kyara was forced to turn around and show her feet a smile.
"Why are you dressed like this?" Gerry's gaze could not be separated staring at the whole body of Kyara who looked so tempting.
"Why would I wear clothes like this?" Said Kyara with pursed lips. "Don't you like it if I'm dressed like this." Kyara, who was sitting down, lowered her face.
"Kyara's... Hey.." -..." Gerry raised Kyara's face with all ten fingers. "I don't dislike it. But I won't be able to hold myself back if you dress like this." Gerry gently stroked Kyara's face.
"What kind of self-restraint?" Ask Kyara innocently.
"That's it... I need to get to the bathroom." Gerry said without wanting to clarify the meaning of his words. Right now he just wants to put something that has hardened down there. But suddenly Gerry's body stiffened when a hand was already coiled around his waist.
Gerry can feel if his back is wet with tears. Gerry turned around. Looked at his wife's face.
"Darling... Why do you think that?"
"It's true that you never touch me again even though our relationship is getting better." Kyara is getting more and more down. I don't know why Kyara currently feels like a seductive woman.
"Kyara's... Listen to me!" Gerry lifted his wife's face. "I'm not what you have in mind right now. I have some reason not to touch you."
"What do you mean?" Ask Kyara.
Gerry breathed a little rough. "I just don't want you to go back to thinking about my bad treatment for you when we got married. I just want you to completely heal from your trauma, Kyara. Even if you say no. But I do know very well that my actions used to inflict a deep trauma on your heart and perhaps to this day."
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