
Leticia approached the beautiful woman who had just entered the escort. "Annabel."
The woman nodded, Leticia immediately hugged Annabel. "Thank you for coming. You came to see Mike, right?"
"Yes, Madam. How's he doing?"
"Follow me."
Annabel followed Mike's mother into a ward, entering the view in the room inversely proportional to what she might see.
There, Mike in formal clothes combined with a white suit was holding a bunch of flowers with a very romantic room atmosphere. The man approached Annabel, pulling the woman's smooth hand.
"Annabel," Mike gave the flower to Annabel's hand.
Annabel accepted it but her lips were speechless.
Then something even more shocking happened, Mike prostrated by bending his leg the man's hand holding a box containing a diamond-encrusted ring.
"Will you marry me, Annabel? I love you, let me take care of you and our son."
Annabel's body trembled, happy tears welling her face. "Mike?"
"I know your son is my son, I'm sorry I didn't notice you all this time but trust me I've liked you for a long time. I'm sorry I wasn't next to you when you were pregnant and giving birth, sorry for everything."
"Mike, your fans won't accept. You're their idol. i-"
Mike stood up he stopped Annabel's words with his lips, kissed the woman gently and let go of her pagutan. "I'm going to step down to be an actor, for your sake our son and our future. Let's get married, I promise I'll always take care of you."
"Mike..." Annabel couldn't believe what she was hearing but she finally nodded. "Yes, Mike. I'm willing!"
Mike's eyes instantly sparkled, he hugged the woman twisting him happily. "Thank you, Annabel. I love you."
The announcement of Mike's departure from the entertainment world and the announcement of his marriage to Annabel and the news of him becoming a father with a handsome baby, once again caused a stir for several days.
***
Moana smiled reading the news about Mike, "Well, I'm happy for you guys."
"What are you looking at? Why smile with pleasure, I have never seen your face like that," asked Demon as he hugged his mistress, his hand squeezing Moana's springy chest.
"It's nothing, just entertainment news. Now answer my question, Demon, why did you come here? Don't you trust me to have a partnership with Mr Will?"
The demon smiled, "Darling, I just missed you. Besides my wife's busy taking care of our son, then who's gonna take care of me if it's not you?" The man began to kiss Moana's neck.
Moana biting her lips held back her disgust, why did she have to become a stupid woman by accepting a cruel man like the Demon? The man pinched ***** his chest, he endured the groaning of his pain.
"Don't hold back your favors or your pain Moana! I said I don't like it! Just sound!" sniff the man.
This time Demon opened the trouser buckle, one hand pulling Moana's evening dress. As the naked back of the woman was exposed, the cruel man drilled into Moana's back with a clasp in his hand.
"Arghtt!" Moana finally screamed in pain.
"Good, if you don't scream I'll torture you more!" The Demon finally released the clasp in his hand, the man's hand began to wander the body of his mistress. Her lips traced every curve of Moana's plain body, making her instantly excited and violently stuffing her already hardened bottom into Moana's.
Moana did not want to scream wanting to endure her pain, she did not want the Demon to feel satisfied. But he also did not want to be tortured to death like before, let alone having to beg for mercy on a depraved man like a Demon.
Moana finally let go of her agonizing moans, making the man even more eager to admire her.
"Ahhhhh... Moana since long ago your body made me opiate.. ahhh.." muttered Demon amidst the delicious moans, his body moving wildly over Moana.
The longer the Demon got more excited, but Moana even more numb his body had already resignedly received the Demon's treatment on him.