Before we split up
Chapter - 05
Samudra only wanted to chat with Ayunda, although for the past year he had been secretly seeking information about Ayunda's activities, as well as about Ayunda's efforts and achievements.
Samudra gets all the information about his wife from various sources, such as: his secretary, his lawyer, even secretly Samudra tucked one of his employees in the Ayunda booth.
The success achieved by Ayunda is extraordinary, although not in the news online or online, but the tax report tells it all. All advantages and reviews about the financial statements of the gallery.
So, yeah, Samudra's getting curious about his wife.
With her shoulders leaning against the window frame, Ocean nodded towards the phone that Ayunda had thrown over the bag that was open near the door. “How? is everything in order?”
“Beres,” Ayunda replied, while observing the chaos on the bed. “I'll clear this up and then we're ready to go.”
The ocean raised its chin to the messy suitcase, showing the impression of not wanting to look too close to the light-colored Ayunda's underwear that scattered haphazardly alongside other clothes. “You need help?”
Ayunda nodded worriedly while staring at the room. “You can close this suitcase and bring it near the door.”
The ocean came to the bed and closed the suitcase, and stared guiltily at the bright pink b*a that came out at the last second she closed Ayunda's luggage.
B*a.
Gentler.
Sexy.
The ocean very well recognizes the size of Ayunda as a whole.
“Samudra? What are you doing?!!!”
Shame heated up on Ayunda's cheeks when she saw the Ocean wiggling her b*a while mocking mischievously.
“Suddenly this thing came out of your suitcase," said Samudra with ease.
Other men may ignore the object, or at least turn away, but not with the Ocean. The ocean blatantly fumbled at the b*a's delicate ingredients while grinning mischievously.
Nervous vibrations rippled within Ayunda, waves of temptation from the past seducing her mind, spurring hundreds of memories in her life. Every shadow of skin is long*ng and passion seems more alive, more dangerous than ever.
He and Samudra had sex in the corridor when they could not help but do so in a room only a meter away…
The beautiful memories that shook his body and aroused a passion that had completely been forgotten after so long. Desire slid within him, passing through the unrest that awakened consciousness towards the center of his body.
Nah! Not now. Not after all this time.
"No Ocean!!"
Ayunda had let the man go, let Samudra go, and he had just filed for divorce!
The ocean flipped the b*a in her palm, then thrust it at Ayunda while looking into her eyes “Cantik.” One simple word. However, that passionate raucous voice carried a vibration into Ayunda. And a feeling of confidence that this is bound to be hot, stressful, and absolutely overwhelming.
“Sorry, this is mine!"
The ocean laughed out loud, pulling the b*a as Ayunda nearly grabbed it, and the Ocean caught Ayunda's wrist. Ayunda shuddered as the heat of Ocean's hand locked onto her arm, creeping through her bloodstream and forcing her heart to beat rapidly and spewing pulses everywhere.
The smile disappeared from the lips of the Ocean and the silence in this room floated around them. The fingers tightly wrapped around her wrists, holding them tightly, pulling them closer until only one centimeter of distance was left separating their bodies. Ocean brows furrowed and the asked expression darkened his gaze.
There is nothing Ayunda can do. There's nowhere to hide.
The rising tension, and the increasingly hot gaze of the Ocean.
Everything slowed down, and warmed up
Ayunda's lips are.
“Sorry, I can't,” Ayunda managed to say it with trembling breath, he released the hand of Ocean from his wrist.
