Warning: Steamy scene ahead! ;)

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    Lady Aisha continued to press her warm fingers on his aching forehead.

    ''How did she know that it has been throbbing lately?'' Leandro thought as he felt like she was loosening the hands that squeezed it dry.

    He continued to relax and let her remove his stress. "If only we could stay like this," he thought out loud.

    "Why not?" Aisha replied immediately. "You can always come to me when you''re tired or exhausted. I know it''s a tiring job being a King and all. You should be the one who should be resting, you know."

    "Oh," Leandro couldn''t help but retreat as Lady Aisha''s hands seemed to be pinching him, as if she was scolding him for being a naughty boy.

    He couldn''t help but be reminded of Olivia, the person that he grew up to be with as his mother.

    He didn''t know if he would be annoyed or thrilled with Lady Aisha''s straightforwardness. But he likes the feeling of someone caring for the person inside the royal suit.

    Feeling warm inside, he suddenly stood up and faced her. With his face only a foot away from her, he asked, "What if I come to you for a different reason? Would you still let me come into your room?"

    He knew that she understood what he meant when he saw her face turning to crimson red. He thought she would make up excuses. But with her personality, he thought that he should not be surprised at all whenever she says what is in her heart to him.

    "Of course! I would love that, too," she shyly grinned as her eyes darted away.

    Seeing her react positively to his request, makes him inhale a lungful of air. Then he drew near to her and pressed his lips on hers.

    Lady Aisha was surprised at first. But she closed her eyes. Leandro closed his as well as he savored that sweet little flesh again.

    Lady Aisha leaned back on her bed until she was lying down, and he was on top of her.

    To his surprise, she was more passionate this time, making him lose his breath. He slightly pulled away and gazed at her with her still opened mouth.

    "You sure have rested a lot, my lady," Leandro teased her, making Lady Aisha bite her lips and smile.

    "I just really miss you, your Majesty. You know that I am really expecting a honeymoon week. But we only got a few hours for ourselves. It''s not that I''m complaining. I know you have a lot to do. But you know, maybe a quick moment like this would be okay?" she beamed at him.

    A corner of Leandro''s lips lifted as he gazed at her flushed face. She was like a child who just got a new toy.

    He was a bit hesitant to make love with her, thinking that she had just recovered, but seeing her this way slowly removed his inhibitions. His concern for her was overwhelming, but his desire for her hasn''t ebbed away.

    "As you wish, my lady," he said in a hoarse voice as he went back to kissing her while he removed her undergarments inside her gown.

    All thoughts about the meeting vanished as it was replaced with an insatiable desire to please the lady in front of him and himself as well.

    "Yes, it will be a quickie. I don''t want you to be late for your duty," Lady Aisha responded as she put her arms around him and even drew him nearer to her as her legs helped her remove the blockage to their heated bodies.

    His masculine hand started groping her silky smooth thighs all the way to her center.

    As he expected, she was already wet with her own fluid coming out of her swollen flesh.

    Leandro''s temperature shoots to topnotch. He quickly removed his robe and pulled out his already gigantic rod and pointed it at her entrance.

    Lady Aisha opened her lean legs even wider and lifted her hips up.

    A moan escaped from Leandro''s lips as he watched Lady Aisha''s response and felt her warmness enveloping his erected shaft.

    He pulled it away and inserted it again. This time, it was Lady Aisha who gasped in delight.

    She bit her lips as he thrust his manhood again and again in her soaked flaps.

    He gazed at her lovely face as he did so. And to his surprise, she was also gazing at him directly in the eyes. Her eyes were blazing with passion and desire for him.

    Leandro gulped a lump in his throat as it made him feel something he has never felt before. He couldn''t describe it, but there is one thing that he could say at that moment. He felt like she was the woman that she had been waiting for.

    With their pent-up desire for one another, they immediately reached their peak, feeling satisfied even though it was just a short time.

    Leandro was smiling as he walked towards the throne room, where he would meet with the other royal ministers. He was certain that he was still earlier than the scheduled time.

    But to his surprise, there were already other ministers who were present and waiting for him.

    Leandro cleared his throat as he sat down on his throne, hoping it would clear away the guilt he was feeling for being late for the first time.

    "Why are you early today?" he asked immediately as soon as the ministers returned to their posts.

    "A scene broke out at the Market Town, your Majesty. And Lord Pahaliah was injured," one of them commented, making Leandro stand up from his throne.

    "Who dared do such a thing?" he growled as he felt the veins in his arms constricted. Lord Pahaliah is one of the respected people in Gaea.

    "It was the culprit behind the food poisoning during the wedding ceremony, your Majesty," Lord Emilio answered with his gritted teeth.

    Leandro could feel his fuming head, as Lord Pahaliah was the one who raised up Lord Emilio since his father died.

    But he was somehow relieved that it had been proven that it was not Lady Aisha''s fault. However, there was another remark from one of the ministers as he said, "Forgive me for asking, your Majesty. But do you think this is partly because of the presence of Lady Aisha? Bad things are happening one after another."

    The other ministers nodded their heads in agreement.

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    "Never surrender your hopes and dreams to the fateful limitations others have placed on their own lives. The vision of your true destiny does not reside within the blinkered outlook of the naysayers and the doom prophets.. Judge not by their words, but accept advice based on the evidence of actual results."