Wife Contract Emperor Brutal
Deros Decision
"Deros" said Prince Almeer. He looked at the boy who was walking from the door with a pouting face.
"Darling, what's wrong with you?" michelia asked as she walked towards him.
Deros shook his head, "It's okay Mom, I'm just tired." Deros is lying. He did not want to make Michelina worry as usual.
"Son, come here." Call Viscount Elca. He held up the sofa beside him.
Deros walked with his face down. He sat down next to his father, followed by Michelia, who sat next to him.
"What's wrong with you?" ask Viscount Elca.
"It's okay dad, I'm just tired." Said Deros lethargicly.
"How are you? just don't, follow uncle to the palace. Meet with Grandpa and Grandma great-grandmother" said Prince Almeer.
"No Uncle, actually I miss Grandma, but I have to finish my education first." Obviously Deros. Very pleased, Empress Anastasya and Emperor Alex never distinguished. Every early spring, they would send her warm clothes. Their affection, like a treasure to him.
Viscount Elca stroked his head, "Alright, I'll believe you, but next time don't get tired, dear." Viscount Elca. He turned to look at Prince Almeer and the smiling Anabella. Then continue the conversation.
Deros looked at the laughing father, he turned his neck looking at the laughing Michelia. Her warm family, their laughter meant a lot to her. He wants them to laugh without disturbing, he wants to free their problems or this is indeed his destiny path. They have to separate for their happiness.
Dad, mom I understand. I can't do anything without you. I never felt you distinguish myself. I'm pretty sure you guys love me. God, may my decision be right. I love them more than my own inner life Deros.
The atmosphere in the room was beautiful, every time listening to his father and mother. Makes Deros feel guilty. Whether this decision is correct or not. But he always hoped that his parents would be happy.
Brother I hope you can keep their inner Deros staring at Michelia's distended stomach.
At 09:00 making their eyes sleepy, they also disperse into their respective rooms.
Deros grabbed a pen and paper, he wrote something on the paper. Prince Almeer and Anabella return home. He decided to meet Liera alone. He wrote near the window, there was only a candle next to him that was lit with the moonlight that entered the window. The sound of her crying sounded very painful. Sometimes he stopped his hand, rubbing his tears that blocked his vision. With the way he turned himself in, he was able to protect his father and mother.
Dad, mom I love you guys
Deros folded the paper, he smelled deeply in the paper in his hand. Tomorrow he will put it on Viscount Elca's desk when his father leaves the residence.
While on the other side.
Michelia didn't budge, her mind went nowhere. He just looked at the moonlight in his window. Until that burly hand wrapped around his distended stomach. "Is there something you're thinking about?" viscount Elca asked while kissing her neck which made Michelia amused.
"Honey," Michelia rubbed her wet hair. He opened a winding in his stomach and turned to look at Viscount Elca. Her disheveled wet hair as well as the water droplets in her hair that soaked her cheeks. Looking at his wife, making his maleness soul come out.
"Let's see, I'm thinking of Deros. I don't feel good."
Viscount Elca kissed Michelia's lips. "Don't think too much. Everything's gonna be fine. I'll make him regret that I've been harassing my family. I don't care about the rumors. And also yourself," Viscount Elca pulled Michelia's waist. "Think of your health and that of our children."
Viscount Elca palpated those soft lips, "Honey may," Viscount Elca kissed Michelia's neck. Makes the empu horny.
"But be careful." Michelia. She doesn't want anything to happen to her baby.
"I say hello to you, baby." Viscount Elca smiled seductively and stroked Michelia's stomach. She launches her action back, kissing greedily Michelia's tiny lips. Satisfied with his lips, he kissed his neck, then licked it.
"Dear." Viscount Elca holds the body of Michelia ala bride style. Putting her body on top of her soft mattress, she pulled Michelia's sleeping belt. Boiling her body, looking at Michelia's face fixedly. In one pull, the towel fell to the floor. As for Michelia, he had already used to see the tensed junior Viscount Elca. "I love you."
Viscount Elca raised both of Michelia's legs, she pushed him carefully so as not to injure the baby. He kept it quiet for a few minutes. The union, making the blood of both men swish, like a strained electric current.****** that was also coming out of Michelia's soft lips, he wanted to immediately pass it on.
"Dear."
Viscount Elca kissed Michelia's lips again. It was so sweet, he couldn't if every night couldn't kiss his sweet lips. It felt like an opium to his lips. He squeezed one of the mounds as he slowly and gently advanced his junior, as if he were making a rhythm that would make Michelia float. And the truth is, Michelia couldn't stop sighing.
"Oh, baby."
Viscount Elca increased her speed, those warm breaths coming out from the mouths of the two. Hot and cold sweat came out of their bodies.
"Aargh,"
The two sighed, answered and greeted each other. Until ****** last*, make Viscount Elca release the release. A word that shakes the soul. "I Love You." He smiled, then collapsed beside his wife with hunting breath and looked up at the ceiling.
"Honey," Michelia turned her head, she hugged Viscount Elca tightly.
"I love you so much, Michelia." Viscount Elca kissed Michelia on the forehead. Eventually, both fell asleep due to exhaustion.