Forbidden Love

Diandra tried to calm herself, trying not to think negatively about Andre. Although it was difficult, she would try to believe him.

"I have to trust Andre, it's impossible for him to make the same mistake," she said, trying to convince herself.

While Diandra was trying to trust her husband, Andre was doing the opposite. The man with two children was passionately kissing Selvia in a hotel.

"I'm sorry, honey, I couldn't stand it; I already missed you," Selvia said as they broke their lip lock.

Andre smiled. He gently caressed Selvia's hair. "I missed you too, Sel."

Andre and Selvia's eyes met. The heat of passion radiated from their gazes, understanding the desire in their hearts. They wanted to repeat the sexual desire they had last night.

Without much talk, Andre immediately pulled Selvia's nape, kissing each other and passionately devouring their lips. The pent-up desire surged, raising the blood rushing.

Moans of pleasure behind the hotel room door sounded so melodious. The forbidden relationship happened again without thinking about the feelings of a woman who would be hurt by their affair. A beautiful woman with a sincere smile who considered her friend like a sister, who dared to stab her from behind.

"I love you, honey," Selvia said in Andre's arms as they finished their forbidden intercourse.

"I love you too, Sel," Andre replied, caressing Selvia's body.

"I don't want to be separated from you, honey. I'm willing to be your second. I'm willing to do anything for you, honey. To be your pleasure, your slave in bed, I'm willing. As long as you're always with me," Selvia said, looking at Andre pleadingly.

Andre looked at the beautiful face with pleading eyes, hoping for his love. He also loved Selvia, not wanting the woman to leave him.

"I will always be with you; I will never leave you," Andre said, caressing Selvia intimately.

Hot embraces and moans repeated again. Selvia was willing to serve Andre's lust many times as long as she could always be with the man.

The breeze caressed soft hair, hitting a woman's face in a man's arms. A man who hugged tightly as if he didn't want to lose the woman.

Andre hugged Selvia's body. They enjoyed their time walking on the beach. Joking and laughing together intimately; today was so beautiful for them. Today seemed to belong to them who were in love. The feelings poured out from small kisses made people who saw it could understand that the couple was falling in love.

"Honey, is there no problem that you didn't go to the office?" Selvia asked.

"It won't be a problem as long as I have you. What will be a problem for me is losing you. Even for a second, I don't want to let you go, sweetheart," Andre said softly.

A pink blush was clearly visible on Selvia's face. She was shy to hear Andre's words that made her intoxicated.

I feel so loved by Andre. Honey, don't hurt me. Selvia said in her heart.

As dusk approached, Selvia and Andre increasingly did not want to be separated. In Selvia's mind, why did time pass so quickly when she was with Andre? She didn't want this day to pass just like that, without Andre by her side.

"I know you must not want this day to end, right?" Andre asked, as if understanding Selvia's feelings.

Selvia's eyes were watery, looking at Andre. She shook her head slowly. She couldn't bear it like this.

"You have to understand I love you; I really want to have you, but I have responsibilities, sweetheart."

"Honey... I don't demand anything from you. I don't want anything. Just your heart, there's only me, I'm already very happy."

Andre hugged Selvia. He also felt the same way as the woman he loved, but in their relationship, there was a woman's name. His legal wife, his real owner, Diandra.

"I will always meet you. Every day I will always be there for you."

"Honey, but what about Diandra? I'm afraid she'll find out about us."

"Don't mention Diandra's name when we're together, sweetheart. In this heart, in this mind, there's only you."

"Honey...." Selvia cried.

Andre wiped the tears that fell on Selvia's cheek. His heart ached when the woman cried.

"I love you, but you have to understand my status."

"Yes, honey. I understand. As long as I can be with you, I'm willing, honey."

"You don't mind, sweetheart, if I treat you like this?"

Selvia shook her head slowly. "I'm willing, honey. I love you sincerely, so I don't demand anything. As long as in your heart there's only my name." Selvia pointed to Andre's chest. Andre held Selvia's hand that was on his chest.

"Believe me, there's only you in my heart." Andre kissed Selvia's lips gently.

Meanwhile, Diandra was very angry. She had gone to Andre's office, but her husband was not there. Even Indri, Andre's secretary, didn't know where her boss was. Diandra had called Andre's cellphone many times, but her husband's cellphone was in a non-active state, making her even more suspicious that Andre was having an affair again.

"Mama, has Papa not come home yet?" Keira asked.

"Papa is busy, dear, he'll be home soon," Diandra said, smiling at her little daughter.

"That's okay, Kei. Papa is busy; when he's not busy, he'll come home," Richie replied.

Diandra smiled. Richie, who was more mature, was indeed more understanding, different from Keira. Keira was indeed closer to Andre. After putting Richie and Keira to bed, Diandra waited for her husband to come home. There were various questions in her mind and feelings of anger.

It was already two in the morning, and Diandra was still waiting for Andre. She heard the sound of Andre's car entering the yard, she quickly opened the door and looked at Andre angrily.

"Don't ask too many questions! I'm tired all day. I have to be gentle," Andre said curtly.

"Oh, overtime! Overtime with whom, honey?" Diandra asked, holding back her anger.

"Di, don't be so childish! I work to earn a living to support our needs. Don't think about strange things!" Andre snapped angrily.

Diandra was shocked that Andre snapped at her. "You said I was childish and thinking strange things, honey! You're the one who's strange! You're cheating, honey!" Diandra retorted, also emotional.

"Shut up! I said shut up! You're crazy, Diandra! I'm not cheating," Andre argued.

"Nonsense, you said I'm crazy. You're the one who's crazy, you cheater!"

Andre looked at Diandra angrily. He raised his hand to slap his wife's cheek, but he held back.

"What? What do you want, huh! You want to slap me. Slap me, here, slap me; once a cheater, always a cheater!"

Andre clenched his fist and left Diandra alone in the living roo

m. Diandra shouted Andre's name, but her husband ignored her shouts, making her even angrier.