Dating Contract

CHAPTER 178: GELENG-GELENG

Luca, whose body aches like being beaten, after reviewing the field. She was finally deep in her dreamland, in a hotel room, until she felt that being seduced made her flinch at the cruelty of being headed by something warm.

His heart was pounding, everything seemed dark as he forced open his eyes, his left hand fumbling at the push of a button on the nightstand. Clamps!

The light flashed, the man blinked slowly, his eyes felt heavy and rubbed. Suddenly Luca's nose and brows furrowed while retreating away, "Ziya!" rounding her eyes, she found the woman crouching in front of the core of the body that had been awakened and hardened.

Luca's upper lip lifted, reflexively jerking Ziya's hand.

"Zi. yeah, you." Luca growled along with the core of the body which instantly loosened. While raising the outer shorts that had somehow moved to the knee.

"Mas!" Ziya's eyebrows shot up, lips bent down, staring at the shrinking bulge in the husband's pants.

Hope saw the big thing, failed, after having had a sense of grasping the heirloom. He swallowed his saliva just imagining it. "Ma'af, Ziya kangen."

"Don't do this." Rise away horrified by what Ziya did, especially with the minimal clothes of the material.

Screaming, Luca was completely inexhaustible with Ziya. He opened the closet and grabbed the shirt at random .

"Where are you going? Ziya apologise."

"I should ask, what's wrong with you, huh?" Luca walked into the bathroom leaving Ziya bowed, the woman biting her lips with fiery eyes, feeling cobbled.

Luca was well dressed, stepping quickly to reach for his wallet and mobile phone on the nightstand.

"Don't stay in Ziya. Is it Ziya who wants an inner living from the Luca mas?"

"Ziya." Luca looked down at the watch lying on the nightstand. "From the beginning you've agreed to this," put the wallet in the pocket of the black pants.

"Then now you start suing me?" Luca puts a Rolex watch in his left hand while laughing.

"Mas, I'm less attractive what!" Ziya raised a voice, as his blood had boiled. "Don't kiss or touch me, just look at me you never did!"

"You're beautiful Ziya, and smart," locked the silver-colored clock. "I'll give you anything." He sighed. "Except, ITU ONE. Is that still not enough?"

"See me mas, even just to look at me is it hard?"

Luca turned to the closet to take the coat from the hanger and put his hand into the green coat, he let out a long sigh staring at the hotel's grey carpet. "Sorry Ziya, from the beginning you forced this marriage."

"I love you." Ziya got up and came down.

"Stop." Luca took the phone and car keys out of the drawer. "Don't touch me. Read agreement. Don't make me look like a bastard."

"Yes..."

"If you're greedy, let's end this."

"Ma.s is late, don't go." Ziya grabbed the back of Luca's hand.

"Ohhhhhh...." Luca jerking hand. "You made me ggrrr" Luca endured the wrath from the heart.

Ziya meme.ras his clothes were so strong, and bit his teeth until it trembled.

"Sleep, there's no need to wait." Luca tried to lower his voice, before closing the door. Her eyes were so cold, her hair was standing on what Ziya was doing.

Inside the room, Ziya threw a bolster pillow from the top of the mattress. "Well yaah!! damn you mas."

Ziya's memory goes back to one year ago. When she found out her husband had woken up early.

She tried to get closer to the bathroom, and heard the husband's moaning. Long moans.

After Ziya was sure Luca was gone, he entered the bathroom. Right, the scent of pandan is so strong. At that time his feelings for Luca were still ordinary.

Gradually, Ziya more often found her husband's morning sigh in the morning. Ziya becomes a failure as a wife, she starts dressing up, starts to seek Luca's attention.

It didn't work, still every morning Ziya always heard the moaning added her husband always mentioned the name 'the woman'.

Though there was himself who would be ready to serve the husband, but why did Luca not see it.

Those pandan scents really tormented Ziya. She wanted her husband's arms.

Although sleeping on one bed and one blanket, but if Ziya touches secretly ... Luca was always awake and away.

Until Ziya could not stick. Even he was eager to see Luca bare-chested. It was just a dream that backfired and gnawed at Ziya's feelings.

From the beginning though he was sure he would be able to get through the marriage without demanding Luca's heart. Turns out her heart was betraying, she wanted to have Luca completely. Which woman could stand the tenderness of Luca and the good looks of that charming man?

I want to be grasped, I want to be hugged, I want everything.

Fluid fell from the edge of Ziya's eyes, he sobbed, "mas Luca, throw that woman out of your mind! is that hard!"

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At the city's only bar, Luca parked his car.

It was late in the morning, he looked at the hour one in the morning. He got out of the car and further covered the collar of his coat, as the wind passed through his neck made him shiver.

He stepped quickly inside, past the passersby. He wanted to open the table, but there were no friends with him.

How depressing.

He just sat in front of the Bartender, chugging *artin* looking at the cool people on the dance floor. Several girls approached him, hiring impromptu guards to get rid of the women. He's a little bit of a DJ, not that. Wait

He caught the girl who was agile, appearing to stand out from the rest.

"You look interested in that girl sir?" ask the bartender in between.

Luca put his left hand on the table, and got closer. "Who said, where might I want to glance at the girl," shook her head, she turned her head again to see the woman in the semi-dark room with the dim light of purple, red, blue alternately, becoming indistinct. Luca was sure he was just simply judging the girl's energetic energy.

"The girl is a martial artist, sir. Be careful, or your bones may break."

"What's? you serious? that little girl?" luca asked a little scream in the middle of the loud music.

"Yes, she's the new queen in this place, no one dares. How many people were killed and are still lying in the hospital."

"You must be kidding..."

"Please fight him, if you don't believe." The bartender shifted to the other side serving other customers and Luca spun the drink in his glass, he sipped it slowly.

The more you observe, the less foreign. As the girl stepped unsteadily to the side of the table the other bartender. Luca frowned deeper and deeper. Gosh darn.

Gutting repeatedly, Luca rubbed his eyes repeatedly, he seemed to have seen wrongly. Am I drunk?

He shook his head in disbelief, especially when the girl stepped onto the chair next to him. "Lydia?"

The girl touched Luca's shoulder, "it looks like I'm drunk" the girl said indistinctly as she shook her head.