Partner Bed The Cassanova
My queen

The wedding reception is finally over, Ziva is currently in the elevator with her husband and a boutique clerk who will help her open the dress in the room later.

The elevator stops at the top floor where the presidential suit room is located. Along the way Ander did not take off his hand at all. The man led his woman not to fall because of the very big wedding dress.

Place them in a white room that looks very luxurious and elegant. The room is available several rooms, namely the living room, room space along with walk in closet, gym room and not to forget a balcony that shows the beauty of the city. Those are all assets belonging to the Gif family itself.

"I'll clean up first, baby"

"All right An"

"Miss, we open gownna here, yes" the boutique clerk asked. Though they had just arrived in the living room but she felt very awkward being inside a hotel room as luxurious as this let alone having to enter this newlyweds room, she said, I think he wants to get married too.

"In the room come on"

"No miss, I'm not strong if I have to go deeper" ambiguous indeed.

Ziva was made unable to say anything "Ah, alright."

"An, can you get me a bathrobe?" ziva shouted at the husband who had just stepped into the bathroom.

"Beauty soon" cried Ander again.

The man sauntered towards the living room half-naked as his upper body was now exposed everywhere.

"It's darling"

The boutique employee immediately turned his face when he saw Ander's appearance like that, Ziva was no less surprised. It could be Ander deliberately showing off his body like that in front of his wife too.

Ziva's lips immediately frowned irritably as he grabbed the bathrobe in Ander's hands without a word. Makes Ander surprised and unconscious he scratches his nape that does not itch because it feels bad air from Ziva.

"I took a shower" Ander said. Ziva was silent and had no intention of answering anything.

"God what else is this" Ander wondered. The man walked back into his room.

After the door closed, Ziva took out his vow of absorption "Basin male nervousness"

"I don't see it Miss" said the official timidly.

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Instantly Ziva gulped because she wanted to however her husband did look very tempting, but Ziva regained control of himself. The pregnant woman walked straight towards the bathroom without any intention of greeting her husband who was standing in the doorway.

"Dear"

Brakes.

"Gosh" Ander shocked as the bathroom door closed violently.

There is no intention to wear clothes, a newlywed does not need clothes, right? Ah forget it it was just the silly thought of an Anderson.

Now Ander sits on the edge of the bed waiting for the queen to come out of the bathroom.15 minutes later the queen appears, the woman's hair wrapped in a special towel.

"Dear"

Silence has no answer. Ziva turned towards walk in closet making Ander inevitably follow the footsteps of his wife.

"Dear"

Ziva opened the closet but none of the clothes he found other than a few pieces of tofu filters that had been decorated in such a way that made Ander grin at him. But it seemed that Ziva had no intention of wearing it, the woman again closed the closet making Ander frown.

"Dear"

Ziva gawked out and Ander still faithfully followed him. Unable to stand Ander in front of his wife, the man stared softly at the woman who had just become his wife a few hours ago.

"Baby Ziva, look at me. You're what exactly? Did I do anything wrong?"

Ziva who could not bear to finally take out all his chunks "Sure you are wrong, how dare you spread your body in front of other women and the severity of others in front of my own eyes. I'm sick of seeing that face without your sin"

Ander laughed at the reason his wife sulked and then both hands grabbed Ziva's cheeks that were getting bigger and bigger because of the effects of her pregnancy.

"So my queen is sulking because of that problem?"

Ziva was silent he had no intention of answering. Because anyway Ander would not understand.

"Alright, forgive me queen. I claimed to have made a mistake so you can punish me" Ander said of a slave who faced his queen.

Looking at Ander who was deliberately not wearing clothes, an idea flashed through his head.