
It was as if a slaughtered knife stabbed his heart and heart when he saw someone being forced into his room.
Dion's.
Someone who always fills the heart but spicy sentences that were thrown a year ago are still ringing and can always make it sick.
In the past, he was determined in the heart when he met, as someone whose wounds had healed. As someone whose heart is intact.
Planning will tell him how much he should be limping, falling, getting up, running from the pursuit of his shadow.
About how much he had to argue with his heart to keep going or give up in order to keep loving.
About how it should be able to even though it is actually heavy.
He used to be determined, he would come back to see him, as someone whose love was still, but whose desire to have it was not.
But my heart is not ready to meet, especially in this situation, oppa.
...****...
"Woy Nazeef's. Open the door." Dion repeatedly banged on the door and tried to pull the door handle but still did not open because it was locked from the outside.
"Damn." swore repeatedly.
Blows and kicks into the air continue to be floated as a form of annoyance.
Dion turned his body right towards Melinda who was looking at him in fear. Smirk's smile rose and his hands crossed to approach Melinda.
What an unexpected reality. The woman in love is the woman of the night who is willing to sleep with every man who pays for her.
The bellowing of disbelief but what he saw was real. The question that has not been found an answer, tonight is born answered already.
A disdainful smile continued to radiate but disappointment further dominated his gaze.
"It turns out you're really cheap."
Although it has prepared the heart but still this is very hurtful Melinda. Pretending to be strong, Melinda looked up at Dion and crossed her legs with both hands back as a focus.
How Melinda sat down really bothered Dion right now.
"I don't think it's as cheap as oppa says."
"Don't call me that" said Dion sarcas, staring intently at Melinda.
Melinda's heart was getting pierced hearing that. "Okay, now you know who I really am. Now get out, I'll serve Nazeef."
Melinda let out a long sigh trying not to cry in front of Dion. Really, right now it's so fragile. He picked up a cell phone that had been in his bag of clothing to contact Nazeef.
It turns out that Melinda's speech made her more emotionally ignited. Added Melinda actually contacted Nazeef.
The jealousy made him forget himself. Quickly he snatched the phone and slammed it in any direction.
Stare and challenge each other. However, if they understand behind the tattoo there is a wound that can not be healed.
"Lo." Dion's touch pointed right in front of Melinda's face.
"What's? jealous?"
"Ck. Don't be my best friend."
Melinda still looked at Dion's face. It changes sitting upright still with the men crossed.
"Why? it's my job, it satisfies the men I've paid for, including Nazeef. Hurry up and chat Nazeef told me to come in. I want to make him legitimate tonight."
Dion was re-emotional. Being pushed by Melinda's body to the bed made Melinda squeal.
"Remove Dion." Melinda keeps moving the body because it has supported Dion's body. Both hands are choked up so you can do nothing.
"Why? Not that you're used to it with other men, huh?"
Last year, he wanted Dion to do this, but not now, let alone roughly. Not a hypocrite, but Dion tonight is not the oppa he has known all along.
"Le-pas Dion, you hurt me" he said after the flirtation went down to explore the other side of his body.
Dion smiling smirk. "Lo nolak's mouth but your body wants my touch."
Yes, because from earlier his body wriggled favourably to feel Dion's touch. Even after commemorating Dion, the voice of the curse came out of Melinda's tiny lips to make Dion's spirit more burning.
Both of Melinda's hands crossed over her chest after her sek*si night dress was torn off by Dion.
"Why? isn't this common in your life? there are a lot of guys that are sleeping, right?" After asking scathingly Dion opened the shirt with his knees still resting on either side of Melinda's legs.
Melinda turned her face away when she saw Dion's smooth white upper body.
Dion walked every trace of Melinda's smooth skin. Play both chewy bumps with matchless delights. Until he finds out if Melinda gets to her first release.
"I think you need more than me."
Melinda shakes. This is what he feared. "Don't Dion, I beg you."
But Melinda's plea is not in the gubris, Dion has taken off her jeans and the inside. Plastered plain body, now.
Combat equipment is ready to attack according to the shot.
"Sa-sick." Melinda's body arched with her eyes closed feeling Dion's belongings forced into hers. The hand that was once choked is now squeezing the sheets as a place to vent his pain.
...****...
Dion forced his way in and had time to wonder why it still felt narrow?
His eyes widened when he realized he was the one who robbed Melinda of her purity. There is regret, pride, and guilt mixed into one.
But want to stop also can not because his has entered. He had already managed to tear the hymen or blood membrane because this was the first time for Melinda.
He still didn't move so Melinda's could accept hers. In the swab of sweat on the forehead and tears in the eye peluruk Melinda.
Their eyes clashed.
"Sorry." said Dion sincerely.
Melinda shakes. "Lo's not wrong, I got this. I'm cheap now."
On deckap plain body Melinda still deep into fused. "Gue's sorry. But I can't stop Lin. I'll take responsibility."
"Oppa." cried Melinda returned Dion's embrace.
"Yes, I'm still oppa lo. Now you want to unplug or continue?"
"Next, come in too." whispered Melinda made Dion crumble.
"Gue won't stop."
That night, Dion really did it gently. He did not think about how Melinda could get to this place and meet Nazeef.
It seems like after this, he will thank Nazeef.
And after tonight, he'll figure out how to have Melinda in full on the SAH bond.
"I love you and I miss you so much" whispered Dion after his first release.
Melinda did not answer but the smile was beautifully engraved with her eyes closed.
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