Secret Affair

5!

Fuuuckk Raaan~ more ... pleaseee...

The room was filled with your lewd voice and slapping sound. Ran has been fucking you senseless your eyes rolling back.

Your nails dug on the bedsheet as he rails you from the back. His hands gripped tightly on your waist , pounding you fast and hard.

"Can i cum inside?" He said while panting.

"Don't..."

In few thrust, Ran still spurted his seeds inside you. He slumped down the bed beside you.

You hit him countless times on his arms.
"Why did you cummed inside me! I'm not on pills you idiot!"

Ran was guarding himself while chuckling. "Don't worry you won't get pregnant." He opened the drawer of his nightstand and pulled out a sealed box of plan B pill.

You hurriedly grabbed it from him and ran toward the kitchen. Ran was suppressing his laugh while watching you take the pill.

"What's funny?" You raised a brow at him.

"Is that how badly you don't want to carry my child?"

"I'm married Ran... you kn---" He pulled you toward his half naked body embracing you tightly.

"I know..."

Suddenly the intercom beeped. Someone was at the door.

"Go inside the room. I'll get it." He said and you walked toward the room.

While sitting on the bed, your eyes roamed around his room. You ended up crashing at his penthouse. It was manly and luxurious. There were no unnecessary stuff that would ruin the aesthetic of his interior. You felt funny knowing yours is the complete opposite. Books, papers, trashes were all around. Well, you can't focus when it's not chaotic.

Ran came back inside the room with lots of food deliveries. "Movie time~" he said as he laid the foods on the center table.

You walked toward the couch and sat beside him. Ran covered your body with a fluffy blanket. He turned on the TV and randomly chose a horror movie.

"I hope you still like this kind of movies." He pulled you closer and snaked his arm around your shoulder.

"I do. Glad you still remember." You giggled at him.

Ran is happy seeing you finally smile. He loves how pretty your face looks in every angle. Just like years ago, he was enchanted with your charm and sexy attitude.

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Mitsuya was carrying a bag of guilt for so long. He is aware how good of a wife you are. How you give your best to make him satisfied in all aspect. He know how tired you are and yet he wasn't able to match the energy you give.

He's resting his chin on his clamped hands. Heaving a big sigh, he stood up from his seat.

"Mana." He called out his sister who was working as his part-time production staff. "Tell Luna i'm going home tonight. I'll be back tomorrow morning."

"But onii-chan. Yuzuha nee-chan is coming in a moment. There are some finalization that needs to be done immediately." She reasoned because she favors Yuzuha more than you.

"It can wait till noon time tomorrow. I'll let Luna decide for it." Mitsuya grabbed his things and left his atelier.

The drive was not that long and he arrived at your house. To his disappointment, you were not there. The wine bottle and glass were left on the counter table so he assumed something came up urgently.

Mitsuya called your phone. It was ringing but you were not answering. He cut the call. Maybe you were with your editor. Weird. You usually leave a note or message whenever something came up.

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Your face went pale when you saw your phone flashed Mitsuya's name. It was followed by a message saying:

I came home. I was planning to spend the night here tonight but seems like you've got a meeting. I'm going back to my atelier. Call me when you're free. I love you, y/n.

Ran was eyeing you. He doesn't want you to go but can't voice it out. You placed your phone on the table, screen down.

"I'll stay here." You firmly said.

He was surprised of your decision. It was unexpected that you chose to ignore your husband's message and stayed.

"But i'll go home early in the morning." You followed.

Ran pulled you closer and peppered you with kisses. "Don't worry. I'll drop you somewhere nearby. "

Mitsuya's little effort went to waste but sometimes there a bit of you wanting to get back at him by making him feel how you felt.

Only if you knew how much he trust you...