Let Me Love Your Wife (Not an Ex)
Not the Ex

The hour hand showed at 10:00 p.m., but Reyvan and Elle had already slipped out of the crowd of invited guests. In fact, they leave Azriel and Ricko, who in fact are Reyvan's close friends.

Due to fatigue, the two enter Reyvan's room, which has now been transformed into a bridal room. Seeing that, Kaivan and Keenan just shook their heads. A month ago with his wife, they were still waiting for guests to disperse to enter the room.

But Reyvan doesn't care about any of that. He was tired and bored. Since then demanded to smile and say thank you, ah I don't know how many times he did it. Until his lips were numb, and it was Elle's kiss that could heal him.

"Waw, amazing," praised Elle when she entered Reyvan's room.

He was greeted with a distinctive jasmine scent that mingled with the fragrance of roses. His eyes were also pampered with romantic decorations. Large bed with lacy mosquito nets and glittering beads, complete with red rose petals sprinkled over white bed linen.

Not only that, in the corner of the room there is a glass table and a pair of chairs arranged face to face. It is equipped with food and drink, as well as small candles and a few sprigs of white roses as sweeteners.

Elle gracefully stepped there. The sound of his high heels rang and sounded seductive in Reyvan's ears. Strange, but that's the truth.

"This rose .. reminds me of that night." Elle took out a sprig of roses while cursing and took a deep breath. "The night I broke your hopes" he continued.

Behind Elle, Reyvan smiled broadly. He also remembered clearly that night. The proposal he had prepared in such a way, failed miserably because Elle rejected it. But that's just the past. His wounds and pains have paid off with this day. Maybe, that is the plan of God, so that in the future they appreciate the meaning of having, because all this time have learned a lot about the meaning of loss.

"Darling!" Reyvan stepped closer, then hugged Elle's waist from behind, very tightly. In fact, the scent of the woman's body grazed sharply on her nose. Ha-srat Reyvan was getting up.

Meanwhile, Elle opened her eyes again. With the rose clasped in his hand, he leaned his head against Reyvan's chest. Then, turn around and look up a little until his gaze rests on the husband.

"The pain and suffering we have felt has been replaced by today, my dear. So we don't have to regret what happened. All the things that have been outlined are the most beautiful for us" whispered Reyvan right near Elle's face, until his breath was warm. Elle blushed in shame feeling that.

"Yes, you're right." Elle smiled faintly.

Then, it instantly turned around without waiting for Reyvan's response. Now, the two are facing each other with hands that embrace each other tightly. Reyvan is still loyal to his silence. He was quite comfortable staring at a pair of clear blue eyes, which all the time became a reference to longing.

"Now .. I remember another night. The night that may be the highest point of my recognition in loving you," continued Elle.

"When's the night?" reyvan asked, not knowing where Elle was talking.

With her head slightly bowed, Elle again said, "I once offered sanctity for not being willing if it was taken by someone else. I dropped my pride in front of you, and it was all out of love, which I had until now not understood how big. But ... the rations of the ex you rejected, ultimately remain yours, dear."

Hearing that, Reyvan smiled. Then, grabbing Elle's chin and guiding her to look up. With the same stare, Reyvan whispered, "You're wrong, honey. That night, tonight, and the nights I'll never take your ex's ration from you."

Elle gasp. What does Reyvan mean? Does that mean he won't touch her, just like Maverick? Is it possible that she was destined to remain a virgin until death?

Thinking about it, Elle's eyes were a little teary.

"The former is a relationship between two separate people, one of whom is getting married. I never wanted a relationship like that. I love you, so will have you with a sacred bond witnessed by the name of God. Like now. And in the future, I don't want to change our status to that of an ex. Forever, you're my only wife" Reyvan said earnestly, unceasingly making Elle's eyes sparkle. Apparently he just misunderstood.

Seeing the smile on Elle's face, Reyvan cupped his cheek and kissed her lips long enough. Elle also returned the kiss. Until finally, Reyvan who first quit.

"Now, show me your aggressiveness that night! Today .... I chose the pass mode." After saying so, Reyvan let go of his embrace and stepped back away from Elle.

"But___"

Reyvan doesn't care what Elle says. He continued to retreat until he arrived at the bed. He also lay down there, taking off the suit and one by one the buttons of the shirt that is still attached to his body.

Elle bit her own lips. Reyvan's behavior this time was really tempting, until Elle was stupid with shame. Yes, it is undeniable, since this afternoon she did want her husband's body.

Slowly, Elle stepped up to Reyvan. His gaze could not be separated from the chest of the field which was now not covered with thread. Ahh, very tempting.

"Come on, Baby!" Reyvan reached out his hand while blinking one eye.

The reed's been Elle's defense.

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