Behind My Persitku Veil

Maniac Husband

Mark stared intently at his wife when Naura called him a demon. Even if it is the truth. But, it seems Mark wants to give his protest to the wife.

"You survived because I love you so much, baby. If it is not possible...

" Maybe what is Mark??? ".Cut Naura by saying a name that Mark never liked when it came out of his wife's mouth.

" hiwi... Vian I mean. It's just that my tongue's a little floppy baby".Elak Naura quickly before her husband again put on his sinister face. Like wanting to prey on it.

"It's there!!!. He said he wanted to see your daughter".Naura said because she saw her husband never moving and just looked at him with a difficult gaze to understand.

Mark stepped back to his wife's gurney. Then kissed Naura's forehead and lips for a little while. Because Mark still had time to sip those ripe lips with a little longer.

" It must've had his water back".Guess Mark as he slipped his right hand on the patient's shirt worn by Naura. Gently touch two bumps that look enlarged.

"Even if there is no water. Didn't you like it a long time ago ?. Hm? ".Tempted Naura while smacking her smile.

" The bottom one wasn't hurt, was it??? ".Mark asked prontal while glancing at his wife's groin.

" Of course not. I'm in a cesar operation baby ".

" Then I can do it again after you get home".Lirih Mark started fulgar.

"Haha... But the wound on my stomach, baby, hasn't recovered. How about ripping back".

" You just calm down, honey. I'll be careful as long as you sigh that's enough for me".Mark really can't see his wife idle for a moment. He was a true maniac for his own wife.

His brain always leads to pervert when he sees his wife. Hence he could not stay far away from Naura for long. Only Naura could awaken her imron. And only Naura can also put her to sleep . Although it should flood sweat and sweat first.

"Yes my perverted husband, I'll think about it later".Naura answered her smile.

"Dear, heart!!! ".

Mark gives a kiss on his wife's lips. Which always gets him drunk and doesn't want to stop trying. If only he could not remember giving a little gift to the traitors in his mension. Maybe Mark will make a little sweat even though it just provides heat stimulation for his belongings.

And at the same time make a little wet his wife. However, nowadays there is more important than just making love looking for sweat. In fact, Mark's hands are already very itchy to want to sharpen his little knife again. He has not used it for a long time to paint.

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At Mension, Jacob had just arrived . Look up to all of its members. Because they all have been lost.

There were three more lifeless servants. Because they had drunk poison before they could be interrogated. Even the state of his body was already stretched out on the floor of their room.

"Shitt".Upat Jacob when he checked his pulse and there was not the slightest movement at all.

" Where are the other servants??? ".Jacob asked in anger.

"They're still in the special room, sir. Including the chef too".Answer Member Jacob explained.

" Where is the gardener??? ".Jacob asked again with a stern look as if he was no longer himself at this moment.

" It's in the master's basement".Answer the members again.

Jacob stepped out of the session. Towards the Vavilions that were behind the mension. Where there is a special room made to lock the enemy. Which has been prepared by his own king.

While stepping Jacob immediately contacted Mark. And tell me everything that happened in the Missions. The light alone makes Mark more angry to hear all his reports.

Jacob could only resign when he heard all the rude hunch from his king's mouth. Without intending to chimed in. Because Jacob had also been accustomed to listening to her since he decided to devote himself to the king.