Married a Mysterious Widow

Married a Mysterious Widow
Ah, It's Beautiful


Since the day Adam and Ayna were trapped in the same room, they decided to get into a relationship.


In the company they behave professionally like superiors and subordinates, but still look friendly to the envy of many people.


Sometimes, both have breakfast or lunch together both inside and outside the company.


"Good morning, Madam." Well-dressed Ayna came to Mrs Walton's room to help the woman improve as early as the morning before.


Not only did Ayna bathe Mrs Walton who had been unable to get out of bed since she was sick last time, she also fed and did other things that the half-century woman needed.


"What are you wearing?" Mrs Walton leaned against the bed rest to see the appearance of Ayna wearing a white dress. He frowned as he said, "That's translucent."


Ayna tucked her hair behind her ears in a mischievous manner, groping her body to check her clothes.


Currently, she was wearing a tank top that hung behind her neck and was combined with a sweater and miniskirt as her subordinate.


The clothes he was wearing were pretty good.


It's just that, it won't be obvious if it's not looked at carefully.


However, Ayna did not feel herself having to change out of other clothes because she was deliberately dressed like that for Adam.


Yes, today she has an appointment with Adam just like the previous weeks that she fully presents her time off for her lover.


In any case, the other days he had little time with Adam because he was too busy working in the company during the day to the afternoon, while at night he used to take care of Mrs Walton and rest.


"You're wearing underwear?" Mrs Walton looked at Ayna with a probing gaze, making the woman who was being drunk more and more misbehaved.


"Yes, of course," said Ayna quickly, she lowered her head in fear of being stripped naked by Madam Walton's gaze.


No, she's not wearing underwear!


He deliberately did it according to the wishes of Adam who felt himself very sexy without the interior.


Of course, it was only done every time they made an appointment.


That way, their hot activities when they meet later will be easier without having to reveal the interior.


"Mrs, I'm leaving first, yeah. Furthermore, all your needs will be taken care of by the nurse."


Just like that, Ayna immediately left Mrs Walton before the woman asked more questions that continued to breed.


If that happened, then it was certain that he would be late to meet Adam who was waiting for him in the usual place.


“What will we do today?” Ayna looked at Adam who was sitting leaning against the body of the car.


Seeing Ayna approaching him, Adam smiled widely. He threw away the cigarette butts that accompanied him, then opened the car door for the lover. “You will know later.”


On the way, Ayna and Adam exchange stories until the car that takes them stops at the beach.


Realizing she was taken to a beach that was viral and being discussed by many people because of the view and various facilities, Ayna felt very happy.


Moreover, when you hear the waves of the beach sweeping the sand, calmness is like covering it.


However, ....


"Why lonely?" Ayna looked around the beach with her brows furrowed deeply.


There, there was no one else but her and Adam.


Is not usually Pallawa Beach always crowded with visitors? But why is today different?


Adam also looked around, he smiled with satisfaction. "Specifically today, I don't allow anyone to enter here."


Ayna breathed a sigh.


Ayna shook her head and muttered, "The rich are different!"


Adam ignored Ayna's murmur that pierced through her ear hole, he grabbed the girl's waist and took her to sit by the beach.


There are already beach sofas, umbrellas and several other facilities that complement their activities.


Adam sat on the sand, which had been laid out, while Ayna lay face down by his side. They sunbathe and enjoy the beauty of the beach while waiting for the sun to sink.


Adam embraces Ayna's tiny waist lying down, while the other hand she uses to play the sand and composes it over her lover's bare shoulders.


“Imagine if memories can be stored in a bottle like a scent, we can definitely open it whenever we want." Ayna spoke with her eyes closed, she very much enjoyed the strange sensation of mingling with the pleasure that began to spread throughout her body due to Adam's touch.


So intoxicating!


Moreover, his current self was like he was being hugged by that man.


"God ...." Ayna even sighed once in a while as Adam's hand touched her sensitive spot. "It feels like you're having that moment."


Adam also enjoyed stroking Ayna's body which had become opium for him.


For Adam, just a day not in contact with Ayna it feels like he will lose his mood and certainly, not a few people who will be the outlet of his bad mood.


“What moments in your young life do you want to keep in a bottle?” Adam deliberately touched the breasts of Ayna attached to the earth where they rested.


"Adamh." Ayna closed her eyes, while her voice seemed to say she wanted more touch from Adam. "This week, now and every minute."


He really wanted to be with Adam all the time.


Ayna added, “Never forgotten.”


“Unwanted messages can be thrown away,” Adam said without burden.


"Come here." Adam pulled Ayna's body until she turned and lay on her back.


In the next instant, Ayna's body was already on Adam's lap.


"Well, remember you are mine!"


At night, Ayna, who was in her pajamas, slept with wet hair, standing in front of a mirror only to stare at her from the mirror.


He smiled timidly as he recalled how Adam smeared his shoulders with the sand of the beach, before finally the man left many traces of possession on his body.


In fact, the words of Adam who claimed ownership of him every time they would do a struggle, managed to make Ayna happy until she seemed to float.


Ayna closed her eyes. "Ah, that's beautiful!"


For Ayna, the shadow that was currently struggling on her head was extremely beautiful, more beautiful than all the beauty that existed in this world.


I think Ayna wants it again and again!


In fact, Ayna still wants it.


In fact, he had been made to spasm many times because of the work of Adam who never failed to give pleasure to him.


Ting!


The notification on the phone lying on the nightstand woke Ayna from her beautiful shadow.


Realizing the motive was a special notif he put up for Adam's number, Ayna immediately grabbed his phone.


"Ay, I want you."


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