Deadline

With a coat wrapped around his muscular body, Abyan came out of the bathroom and found Emma sleeping soundly, as if believing in all the good in the world.

Was Emma too naïve to trust a man who had almost lost control of himself?

Whatever the attitude and nature showed Emma, Abyan could only laugh. Anyway, the girl is now asleep, and she prefers to go back to work.

Two hours passed, and now it was getting dark while Abyan, from his desk, saw Emma, who began to move as if her movements were keeping him awake.

With her hands rubbing her eyes, Emma began to sit down, and she looked at Abyan, who, according to her, was not tired of working.

"Are you sleeping or resting?" asked Emma.

"If I fall asleep, it will be dangerous for you," Abyan replied with a grin.

"Danger, why? Aren't we just sleeping?"

"If I go straight to sleep, what if I want to do something else," laughs Abyan.

"Then you'd better get to work. I want to give you the best on our wedding night," Emma replied.

"I'd better take