Marriage for Revenge
Take a Stay

Nesya immediately closed her mouth tightly, her eyes occasionally stealing glances at Fariz who looked very angry, especially after realizing his actions. Still in the same place as the parking lot, Nesya's mind began to drift, thinking of something that would happen after this.

“Log in!” Nesya flinched, as her body was pushed violently, not to mention the slammed car door making her heart almost dislodged.

“Kak, that Fabian just took me to eat,” Nesya ventured to talk to the male lion who was driving.

Fariz did not respond to Nesya's remarks, the man was seen gripping the wheel because he was so upset with Nesya, the girl could have even defended Fabian when Fariz was angry.

“Kak..” that adorable little mouth as if not satisfied raving before getting a response from Fariz.

“Can't you be quiet huh?” Fariz pulled his car over, he grabbed Nesya by the cheek and smeared her lips violently.

“Emmh..” Nesya banged up the chest of Fariz's field, as soon as the local flood hit her smooth cheeks, Fariz really enjoyed his game to the point of not caring about Nesya who was already sobbing.

“Why? Why are you crying hmm? Didn't you enjoy it too?” Rubbing those wet lips with her thumb, in her heart she laughed as it made Nesya's lips thicken.

Nesya turned her face away while tidying up her messy clothes due to Fariz. His mouth continued to mutter, throwing all sorts of swearing at Fariz even though he could only hear himself.

While Fariz, the man smiled meaningfully, while looking down there which already looked stiff. Whether it was because he was too perverted or Nesya was seductive, for him Nesya was opium, like the sun that made him hot when he was close to him. He also did not get out of thought with himself, a single man who for years held the status of a single super quality, apparently choosing a wife who deserves to be his sister.

“Where to rush?” Fariz pulled the collar of Nesya's uniform until the girl took a few steps back, unlucky for the girl, intending to run away, but now she just made Fariz more angry.

Without warning, Fariz carried the tiny body, dropped it on the sofa and then restrained it. “Please don't punish you!”

“Wait, what brother jealous?” Nesya raises her eyebrows, with her PD she concludes that Fariz is jealous because she is alone with another man.

“Jealous?” Fariz looked down at the girl below, “don't dream! Is it worth a married woman to go with another man?”

“Then, is it appropriate for a husband to treat his wife lower than a servant?” replying to Fariz's words with no less fierce, Nesya began to be annoyed with this one man.

Srekks

Nesya widened her eyes, seeing that her school uniform was shapeless because it was torn by Fariz, her hands were used to cover her precious assets which somehow got here even more visible.

“Restore my shirt, you pervert!” The girl's body was bristling, feeling Fariz's irregular roar of breath, her eyes turning to look at the man's jaw which was seen going up and down.

“You choose the punishment in bed or do the corresponding task in the note I gave you yesterday?” he whispered while biting Nesya's earlobe.

“A-me..  Me, kyaaa wear your fucking pants!!” Nesya screamed, as Fariz suddenly slashed his pants.

With one hand covering her chest and one more hand closing her eyes, Nesya did not want her holy eyes to be stained because of Fariz. Silly indeed, many times they have done that, but even though Nesya never wanted to see something that was the cause of her unable to walk.

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