Chapter 4 Crazy people

"Honey, are you sick? I wanted five rounds tonight," Flora continued with a disappointed face, but not her eyes.

This time Demian's life was on the line,

"Honey how about we sleep first, today I'm very tired. There are a lot of guests in the office today," Demian replied changing the subject.

"Just your body isn't it? That's not my junior, I didn't correct it. This is your Junior and you have the right to manage where it goes," Flora said meaningfully.

"No Flo... It's yours and always will be, I-I'm just tired and can't concentrate." Demian assured Flora.

"Fine then satisfy me tonight, if you can't. You just need to lie down and I'll trigger it," Flora said ending her soak.

She quickly got out of the tub and turned the faucet, warm water gushing out of the shower and splashing her tiny body full of foam.

Flora couldn't contain her emotions, but it was too early to expose this affair. She still didn't have enough evidence.

Not to mention the mentality of the children who still needed to be taken care of, they were too close to their father. This made this plan even more difficult.

If only they didn't need this depraved man, Flora would have thrown him out this very second.

Flora wrapped her body with a towel when the bath was over. Without saying a word, Flora went out and left Demian who was still staring at her intently.

Right now Demian's brain was in turmoil, which one did he need to do first. The treasure he had saved even if it was only a little, immediately contacting the woman who knew his current rottenness or maybe serving the Queen who had made him King.

In a different place there was a woman who was rummaging through her dressing table. How could her ATM be blocked at the same time, she couldn't imagine what her life would be like in the future.

Would she be ruined alone? If Flora already knew everything, why was she still so intimate with Demian. Is she a woman who isn't disgusted by men like that?

God, this can't be allowed. She didn't want to be destroyed herself, how could Demian be able to feel her destruction.

Rebecca immediately dialed one of the numbers on her cell phone, and immediately planned something.

Back in the hotel room, Flora was already lying under the covers casually reading a magazine. Two glasses of red wine were ready beside her.

Demian comes out, his hair soaking wet and his lower body wrapped in a thick towel. It looked like no hot night was going to happen as his junior was still deflated.

Usually when he is in mode on Demian would step out with his innocent body and show off every inch of his body.

"So my junior isn't ready yet, well I can help him this time. Come here!" Flora said and put down her magazine.

"So my junior isn't ready yet, well I can help him this time. Come here!" Flora said and put down her magazine.

Demian stepped towards the table and quickly dried his hair trying to buy time. He really couldn't play when his brain was messed up like this.

He didn't know when Flora had stood behind him and hugged him tightly.

"No need to dry it, I like getting wet like this," Flora said in a seductive voice.

Demian put down the hair dryer, he turned around and was as casual as possible. He looked closely at Flora and showered her with soft kisses.

"I'll help you darling," Flora whispered.

She hugged Demian and carried him up to the bed. Flora pushed her husband's body to the mattress.

Flora slowly climbed onto the bed and covered both of their bodies with the blanket.

Flora's body danced beautifully inside the blanket and made Demian's body finally feel the electric shock.

His blood flowed to the top of his head, his muscles all over his body tensed up perfectly.

Flora's head came out from under the blanket and approached Demian's face who was starting to get lost in the situation.

"So, I wonder what you think?" Flora asked with her fingers still playing inside the blanket.

Demian's eyes opened and closed, his brain unable to think properly at the moment. Pleasure was all he could feel.

"Honey, please don't be like this," Demian begged.

"Which is better, market snacks or a classy restaurant?"

The morning sunlight peeked at the two people who were still sleeping, Flora narrowed her eyes. Her body was so tired from last night's intense battle, she didn't expect her husband not to give her a chance to rest.

She turned her position to face the man who was currently still sound asleep, handsome. Only one word she could say.

The man who had accompanied her for approximately 7 years and had given her the opportunity to become a Mama.

Everything was so perfect before, but why is everything eroding slowly. Happiness disappeared as time went by.

Was her love really here, or was this just a momentary trial?

All these questions filled Flora's brain, she didn't know if her plan would bring her to her senses or ruin everything.

Flora's reverie was broken when she heard the sound of Demian's cell phone, she glanced at the clock that still showed 5 am.

Does office business have to be this early, Flora lazily looked for the flat object that had been ringing loudly. Even the owner didn't move an inch.

Flora reached for the cell phone on the nightstand opposite, she passed Demian who was fast asleep. But his burly hand suddenly grabbed her tightly and pulled her under the blanket.

"Where are you going?" grumbled Demian, his eyes still closed.

"There's a phone call, who knows it's important." said Flora, who took her head out of the blanket.

"Let it go, it's still early." said Demian, tightening his embrace.

Unable to pick up, Flora immediately looked at the phone screen and found out who was calling this early in the morning.