Not a Choice Match
Wedding Day
"Hiks..hiks...hiks.
"Now, remove your tears," Brian thrust out his handkerchief. Sandra took it and rubbed it against her cheeks and nose.
"Stop crying, why else would you cry over your family and your jerk lover."
"Hiks..hiks.but I'm really sad."
"I know, but from now on, plant it in you if you deserve to be happy, too, and they have to pay for every tear drop that has fallen on your cheek."
"I.i.m..."
Brian pulled Sandra into his arms, "I know how they feel, cry as much as you do" she said softly.
Sandra did not refuse, indeed at this time all she needed was a backrest. Someone who wants to hear all his complaints and give his shoulder. Some time they were still in the same position, and subconsciously Sandra hugged Brian tightly.
"Hiks...hiks..they are evil...they are evil, what is my fault? hyx......Hix....
Several times Brian also gently rubbed his head and hair.
The girl was warm and comfortable. Brian's gentle embrace, his considerate attitude had given him such positive energy that he felt very calm.
The crying Sandra subconsciously rubbed her snot into the shirt Brian was currently wearing.
"Thank you" he said
"Is..why are you so slovenly." Brian scolded that his shirt was getting dirty.
"You're scolding me?" sandra said with a sad face
"Mom..it's not like that, I just..."
"You're evil, I didn't mean it, why are you angry, hicks...."
"Ish..have been quiet, yes I've forgiven this time" said Brian.
Brian drove the car back and they went home.
Brian's car has been parked in the basement of Sandra's apartment.
"You can be alone, right?"
"Yes, thanks for today."
"Don't say thank you too soon, because you'll regret it later."
"What do you mean?"
"Remember our agreement, tomorrow I invite you to buy a wedding dress and all the wedding necessities."
"No, I'm not asking for anything, I'm leaving everything to you."
"Can't, it's our marriage, so you have to take part and be in it, too,"
"But I'm busy."
"busy? hasn't your company been taken over by your father?"
"Not completely, and I'll take it back."
"You just follow my orders, tomorrow we buy wedding supplies, and after that we go to grandma's house."
"Tell you." said Sandra who was tired and lazy to argue.
"Yes I know."
"Good, now down."
"Huh! basic causes."
After that Brian returned to his car and went home. Sandra went into the building.
At the red light, Brian stopped and was shocked to find Sandra's phone still lying in her car.
"Bas reckless," he said
Then the man turned around, and returned to the building, to return Sandra's phone.
While inside the building, Sandra walked towards her room. His hand grabbed the key and opened the door, to his surprise he was unlocked.
Sandra came in and closed the door,
"You're finally home, baby, too,"
It was a voice he was familiar with, a voice he hated the most.
"You...how did you get here?" ask Sandra stammered
"That's an easy thing dear," said Daren.
"Go from here."
Daren chuckled, "I'll go but once I get what I want."
Daren continued to step forward, Sandra ran to the door, but lost quickly because Daren was already there and locked her up.
"Go, what do you want. go!" sandra's screams began to panic
"Calm down, baby, I'll make you happy. I'll give you pleasure you've never felt before, as you saw when I was with Dinda."
"Dumb, asshole I'm not Sudi, you're the most jerk I've ever met."
"If you don't have to sell expensive, don't you do that with him?"
Said Daren who stepped forward and was finally able to pull Sandra's hand and now hugged her forcibly.
"Let go, I'm not Sudi, you bastard..."
Daren hugs Sandra and kisses her, but the girl continues to rebel until she slaps him
Plaaac.... Sandra fell down.
Quickly and emotionally, Daren drags Sandra into the room.
Sandra was still trying to get away, she fought back by kicking and running towards the door, her hands quickly trying to reach the doorknob.
Just now he put his hand on, from having managed to pull it and force to hug and kiss her.
At the same time Brian arrived and pushed the door.
Braaac.....
Seriate