Married for Slander
Chapter 28.

After checking some of the work files he received via email, Azzam closed the laptop and walked out of the room.

Instantly the corner of her lips slightly raised to form a thin smile, she shook her head looking at Alana who was already lying on the sofa.

Azzam stepped slowly and crouched down near Alana, his eyes looking dull pecked at his wife's innocent face.

"Basic fool!" inner Azzam made a smile while rubbing Alana's head, then stroking her cheeks gently.

"Don't hold-hold!" ketus Alana opened her eyes wide, she brushed off the burly hand while puffing her cheeks and looked at Azzam with a sharp look.

When Azzam was shocked and sat on the floor, he thought Alana was asleep, but his wife was pretending.

Seeing Azzam's pale face, Alana suddenly laughed out loud. "Haha..."

"Dear God, my husband almost hung up even mated." lamented Azzam holding his chest that suddenly beat fast.

"Bodo very," said Alana did not care and turned her body, she turned her back on Azzam and closed her eyes again.

Azzam who was feeling upset then got up from his seat, he laid himself behind Alana and clutched her very tightly.

"What the hell? Off!" Alana rebelled but Azzam didn't care at all, but he tightened his arms even more.

"Azzam.." snapped Alana raised her voice.

"Shut up, or I'll eat you right now!" threatening Azzam to grit his teeth, he was eager to teach Alana a lesson so as not to repeat the same mistake.

"Kanibal kali ah," murmured Alana softly, yet it could still be heard by Azzam.

"Hm... Want me to eat?" hiss Azzam right in Alana's ear. The girl flanked her shoulders as she felt Azzam's warm breath, she felt amused.

Seeing the reaction of his wife like that, Azzam gave a smile, he knew Alana was starting to be affected because of his ignorant behavior.

Alana who was very brave, now suddenly shrieked. Azzam continued to tease him, even lightly smearing Alana's nape without stopping.

"Aakh... Enough, Azzam!" de*sah Alana without realizing.

"You smell so good, I want to enjoy the smell of this body until morning." whispered Azzam, then bit Alana's ears fat.

Alana gasped as she felt like she was electrocuted, her heart racing as the pain spread through her body.

My God, Alana feels like bedwetting like this afternoon. Azzam really made her a stupid woman.

Azzam shifted slightly from his position. Feeling loose, Alana was about to take the opportunity to run, but suddenly Azzam supported her.

Alana rounded her eyes perfectly as Azzam held her hands above her head, Alana's countenance paled, she gulped with difficulty so helplessly at the glare of Azzam's very sharp eyes.

Even Alana's bladder was suddenly full and sore as her face was blown by Azzam's breath.

"I'm going to pee, please let me go!" pinta Alana with a clear look, he can wet the bed if Azzam does not heed his words.

Azzam grinned at Alana's words, his lips slanted.

Then Azzam dropped his face in the recess of Alana's neck, Azzam landed a small kiss in the area and whispered in his wife's ear.

"You're wrong, you're not a pee-but-" Azzam again bit Alana's ear and licked her greedily.

"Aakhh.." de*sah Alana raised her hips, her body wriggling like a caterpillar.

The more Azzam provides stimulation, Alana was increasingly wriggling unbecoming. Especially when Azzam swiped his possessions in the core of the wife.

"Noe..." Alana squinted her eyes while biting her lips.

Aware of the reaction of Alana who had entered the trap, Azzam raised his head. He stared at his wife's adorable face at a glance then let go of his hand and was about to move away.

To Azzam's surprise, his eyes bulged as Alana suddenly pulled her neck and pursed her lips violently.

Ah, Azzam feels like it's floating in the air. For the first time, Alana finally dared to melu*mat Azzam's lips, even open her mouth and wipe her husband's tongue.

Wherever Azzam might want to miss this golden opportunity, he also tried to balance the game Alana, both melu*mat and even twisting the tongue.

"Ma..." Alana wrapped her hands around the nape of Azzam and squeezed her husband's hair.

After a long time linking the lips, the two let go of each other because the chest felt very tight.

Alana looked at Azzam like a drunk who had just been checked for alcoholic beverages, her gaze looked faint.

"Why see me like that?" azzam asked with a hunting breath. She wants him to ask Alana to give her rights, but it's impossible to force her.

Alana did not reply, the corner of her lips slightly raised to form a thin smile.

But a second later Alana's eyes suddenly glazed, crystal-shaped granules seemed to fall in the corner of her eyes. Azzam who saw it suddenly frowned in confusion.

"Hey, what's wrong with you? How come it's crying?" azzam asked, he chose to move and wipe Alana's cheeks and then kissed his wife's eyelids.

Alana pursed her lips, she quickly sat down and hugged Azzam tightly.

Azzam stretched out his arms and held Alana in his chest, and rubbed his wife's head fondly.

"Why crying?" azzam asked again, this time his voice sounded very soft.

"I hate you, you're evil." whine Alana a little spoiled.

She remembered Azzam's words on the phone, which wife's heart was not sick to hear her husband looking for the perfect woman to be a secretary.

Yeah, apparently Alana jeles. He felt Azzam had played with his feelings.

"I'm going to sleep, don't bother me!" lirih Alana, she broke her embrace and lay down again.

"Don't sleep here, just in the room yuk!" take Azzam, he pegs Alana intimately and strokes her cheeks gently.

"No way," Alana refused to shake her head, her lips looking pursed.

"Hey, it's night already. Usually this clock is there-"

"Azzam.." choked Alana, she sat back down and gripped her husband's arm firmly. He knew where Azzam was going.

Azzam reviews the slanted smile and helps Alana get off the sofa and takes her to the room.

After the two took positions, Alana grabbed the bolster and placed it in the middle. Alana says that the two of them should not cross that line.

Azzam only smiled and nodded small, he agreed to his wife's rule.

There is no point in resisting, soon the bolster will also fly made.

Alana was relieved and breathed as much air as she could, she turned her back on Azzam and began to close her eyes.

Azzam rubbed his rough face, he thought the game outside earlier would continue when the two had already moved into the room.

Honey, Azzam again had to bite his finger to withstand the turmoil of passionate desire in his soul.

Alana really tested her patience, lucky Azzam can still control himself. If not, he may have raped his wife.

Funny isn't it, where does a husband rape his own wife?

Inevitably, Azzam also turned his back on Alana. He must sleep, tomorrow there is an important meeting in the company, Azzam must be present even though he is not fully healed.