Moving On
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“I love you,” Zeroun said with his trademark gaze. Just stare. Both of his hands were still beside his body. Shut up and haven't done anything. But ... don't know why. Emelie feels floating when she hears the husband's declaration of love. The woman carved a beautiful smile on her blushing face. She tucked her hair behind her ear.

“I love you too,” replied Emelie with her powerful voice. His head lowered to cover his shy face which was now flushed like a boiled crab. Happy heart. Very-very happy. This is not the first time Zeroun has expressed his love. But, don't know why. Every time Zeroun says I love you, it always makes Emelie kasmaran like a couple she just made. The temptation of the former Mafia boss always feels different.

Zeroun carved a smile upon hearing the reply that was spoken from the lips of the wife. Yes, even though the woman did not answer. Zeroun is also very sure of his wife's feelings. She will love him and will always love him.

“I love you so much,” Zeroun Zein said again. The man pulled his wife's body into his arms. He gently rubbed his wife's long and fragrant hair. Sometimes he landed a kiss on the head of the Queen of Cambridge. Just a simple touch but it can produce matchless happiness.

Emelie returned the husband's embrace. The woman closed her eyes and inhaled the scent of the body of the man she loved so much. The most comfortable place for Emelie was indeed inside Zeroun's deck. The woman could never get away from her husband's body. Zeroun should always be in front of his eyes and close to him. She added her position as queen. Of course it makes Emelie easy to get what she wants.

Zeroun pulled Emelie's chin before landing a kiss there. His wife's red and wet lips could never make him sit still. Zeroun always charges more after saying the word love. No matter the sky outside it is dark or light. If he wants to, he has to get it. Possessive and even very possessive. But Emelie liked it. That was how Zeroun loved her all along. And ... Emelie felt she was not just a Queen at Cambridge. The Queen in the eyes of her husband. 

I don't know how long their lips have been together. Emelie had also placed both her hands around her husband's neck. Her legs are slightly tiptoed to balance her height with that of her husband. Zeroun also pulled Emelie's waist so that the woman could easily balance her height. They closed each other's eyes. Enjoy the moment of togetherness they now have.

Zeroun's kiss dropped down to Emelie's neck. The man looks expertly inspecting every inch of his wife's body. Giving temptation to make the owner float. Both of her hands were busy unzipping the beautiful dress Emelie was wearing at that time. 

Emelie's hands couldn't stand still either. Zeroun's half-dry hair became an attraction to him. His fingers re*dyed Zeroun's hair while shuffling it involuntarily.

Zeroun twisted his wife's body. This time the man wanted to kiss the back of his wife who was already open. Her eyes closed as her lips had been busy landing pretty on the white and smooth skin of the Queen of Cambridge.

“Honey, I ..” Zeroun made a sound. The man was increasingly unable to tempt his wife. He wanted to immediately lie on the bed and continue the next session there. However, Zeroun has always been a gentleman who is polite and appreciative of his partner. He always asked permission before doing anything to his wife's body.

Emelie felt goosebumps when her husband's lips landed on her earlobe. The man's gust of breath did indeed make him a little amused. With her lips mute, Emelie made a small nod as a sign of agreement. The woman glanced at the dark sky that was outside. His eyes crept towards the wall. At first glance, the woman saw a clock that had shown ten o'clock at night. For a moment he remembered. It's time for baby Jordan to drink milk.

After laying Emelie's body on the bed, Zeroun stood on the edge of the bed. The man opened the suit that was neatly attached to his body. Put it on the edge of the bed. The man continued by opening one by one the buttons of his shirt. Show off her field chest that always looks beautiful.

Emelie's face was embarrassed. The woman carved out a smile while throwing her eyes away in another direction. It seemed, when they came face to face in such circumstances. It still feels awkward and weird.

After the white shirt came off, Zeroun started to bend over. The man went up to the bed. He rested his lips on Emelie's lips. Giving more temptation so that the woman is ready to accept herself later. Emelie's dress has come down and flaunted her upper body. 

The cry of baby Jordan made Zeroun stop his action. The man immediately raised his body and stood on the edge of the bed. Not thinking long, Zeroun immediately ran towards the door that connected his room and his son's room. Does not care about the situation of the wife who has been open and seductive.

Emelie closed her eyes while mere*mas bedsheets she was sleeping on. The woman set her breath so as not to be provoked by emotions. “Baby!” he screamed to fill the room. 

Zeroun twisted his body for a moment. The man looked at the face of his wife sitting on the bed. Emelie had been looking at him with a cheesy face. 

“Honey, I'm sorry,” Zeroun said before entering the baby Jordan room.

Emelie forcibly pulled the dress down to the waist. The woman straightened her hair and got out of bed. He steps up furiously to follow Zeroun to see baby Jordan in his room.

Strange but real. Yes, from the beginning Emelie was not worried about her son who would cry and ask for milk. But, the woman was more worried about her own circumstances. Every time Zeroun heard the crying sound of his first child. The man immediately stopped his activities and ran to see the baby. No matter at that time what he did. 

Zeroun has become an ever-present standby daddy for Jordan at any time. Even the affection of the tough man was beyond the affection of a mother to her son. Let alone strangers. The palace maid who had worked inside the palace for a long time was not easy to get permission from Zeroun to approach the baby Jordan.

It's not just his past that bothers him and makes him wary. But, Zeroun prefers to take care of his own son without the help of others. He did not care how he did in the palace. Most importantly for Zeroun's life, Baby Jordan is fine and doesn't cry.

Sorry to reader. There is a new regulation from the NT that makes Author can not continue the Author plan. Because it is very detrimental to the author. Sorry again, please. There are some parts that I have planned and will type, but not many yes. Probably only about 5 chapters. Sorry again, please. Greetings dear, Author.