
The sound of the door creaking makes Lala freeze, Richie is squeezing his body in the room that was once occupied, precisely on the lower floor near the stairs.
The place is very narrow, the thighs are in contact with each other adding to the heat in the stuffy air.
Here in a vault, a storage bin, as big as a closet. And Richie had to keep his head down because the place was short, lucky there was a bit of light from the led lights.
"sstt," Richie put an index finger to his own lips telling Lala to be quiet. Lala nodded slowly feeling Richie's hand move away from her mouth as the footsteps settled out there further and further away.
Lala and Richie looked in silence. Lala became clumsy and lowered her eyes, staring at Richie's chest very close, her hands feeling Richie's hard heartbeat.
While Richie sharpened his hearing on the activities of his men who sought the identity of the intruder who was caught on camera, through an ear piece in his ear.
Lovingly, bend the index finger to wipe the sweaty hair on the temple Lala. Reviewing the smile watching Lala's rapid breathing, the lentic eyelids flapped beautifully like the flapping of a bird.
Richie becomes impatient, wanting to complete the mission and bring his woman to the base.
He had imagined, gardening with Lala, maybe Risa fixed the location - a round white hat - on her head when shearing rose stalks And how happy if Risa soon gave birth to a child for him. Play together in a green park.
One kid, it doesn't matter. However, considering Vino's birth a year ago is a bit problematic. According to the medical records at his hospital, that would be too dangerous if this woman became pregnant again.
Richie's warmth makes him hot, Lala is tight so he must look up and instead meet Richie's gentle gaze, lips close to each other, Lala's breath becomes increased because of nervousness.
It's a shame to imagine that she's teased Richie. On the phone to him is normal, but when faced with, he becomes difficult to control to stay calm.
"Why are you tense, baby?" whispered Richie with sparkling eyes, receptors enjoy the sweet aroma of Lala's body, the smell of vanilla is increasingly louder because the heat mixed with the aroma of the perfume blend intoxicating. Very impregnated, just like when his virginity was snatched by Risa three days ago.
Lala's face grew hotter, trying to smile normally while shaking her head slowly. His hands became stiff, this was very close, he became recalling a little night when he was drunk.
Lala, set your filthy thoughts! (Lale)
Lala's frozen palms, then descending slowly pushed Richie's waist away. He was afraid that he could not control because the flash of the night continued to flood his mind, making his lower abdomen feverish.
Richie's eyes narrowed, feeling anxious with Risa's face turning red and avoiding her gaze.
Suddenly the clattering of footsteps approached, and Lala's eyes widened, horrified. It seemed, that person was standing not far away, but Lala caught Richie's attitude that remained calm.
And as Lala froze, guts shriveled at the thought of the worst possibility. If that guy's gonna open the door or Richie's gonna attack and cause trouble. His heart beat faster until he closed his eyes unprepared by fear.
Is that Ars or Daniel? either way, whoever it is will find Richie infiltrated.(Shemale)
Dzzt-Vibration was heard from outside, and the sound of the move moved away.
In about ten minutes, Richie fixed the earpiece's location as his men alerted the intruder's departure. " Safe," Richie said, pushing the door straight away from the closet.
"Darling, you'd better be at home" Richie said, taking off two buttons with his fingers, as sweaty hair ran down his chest and the shirt got wetter.
Richie fanned his neck with his hands, dumping heat on the body, the cold air in the new room hit the hot body like in the sun.
"What if Ars was?" Lala wiped her neck. "He'll be angry, having not found me in the room." Moved his wet forehead while closing the hidden space.
"Risha, come to your senses, this is the business of men. Go home, it's safer, stay away from danger" Richie snorted, the heat in his body not coming down. He started up the stairs leading to the top floor with Lala following.
"Oh, so you're gonna curb me?" pausing a step, peeked into Richie's back as the man turned around.
"Not so," Richie's hand bent-flapped, making a move to call out to Lala who looked sullen. Of course the woman did not comply, and she felt defeated, then went down the stairs.
"Darling, you are beautiful when you are angry" whispered Richie, his left hand reaching for Lala's two legs and cradling in front of his chest.
"Mas alight!" Lala glanced at the door, afraid that Ars might come into the room and find Richie.
"Relax, honey, I'll know if anyone comes in, you don't have to worry." Richie felt Lala's body being very light.
The last time I held Lala was in the winter in central London, two years ago at the hotel. Richie became a smile of his own because now the woman belonged to him.
"Jawab, mom! You want to curb me?" Lala looked at Richie's chin. Feeling the sturdy hand that carried her, it should be very comfortable, but she hated being restrained. "Barring this and that, in the future?"
Gradually Richie lowered Lala carefully.
"I'm not going to do that, baby," in Richie's soft voice and hugged Lala's shoulder. The more it tightens to stick to the whole, it makes it a little quiet. "I'm sorry, but this place is not very safe. Listen to me, please go home, yeah."
Lala gasped by Richie's fingers pressing down on her shoulder blades, it started to descend to her lower back and ended up right there along her waist making goosebumps and her breathing re-increased.
"Something I hate most is 'not being listened to'. Everyone has the right to decide for themselves, I am no exception. And you started banning me, thinking of me as a child who couldn't protect himself. So, I'll stay here, and maybe I'll think about the wedding date again" Lala said with a lump of disappointment in her throat.
"When do I ban it? and assume you can't protect yourself?"
Lala's lips twitched, "this?! ban me here, tell me to go home. This is what I call appreciating my decision?!"
"Hahhh," pushed her own hair back violently. Richie's upset with himself. "They're dangerous, baby, they're smuggling drugs, and my people are tracking Bella's deadly poison dealings. Oh!" Richie bit the inner cheek. "Obviously you don't want to get hurt, it's dangerous poison, and who the intruder was, that stupid Ars doesn't even know. Am I going to be silent about letting you be surrounded by bad guys, one of them your boarding friends, the one who's running around obviously wants to kill my woman? should I shut up? please don't be like this, baby!?"
Staring disappointed, Lala clawed at her own thigh. "Then what? you, you, just like Kevin, are holding me back, for every reason. Protecting me? I hate this!!" hissing Lala without raising the voice.
"Why bring Kevin?? oh you liken me to Kevin cheating behind your back!?" richie's jaw hardened, "how many years am I waiting for you? and you liken me to him? who slept with another woman? and I'm just waiting for you, to keep our sacred promise, our childhood?"
"Why are we arguing? I just want to stay here, no matter if you forbid me or allow me, and if you force or sedate me to move me. Then I, I won't marry you mas," hissing, Lala's eyes heated up and immediately turned sharply into the bathroom, "Go mas. Leave me alone" Lala's hoarse voice made Richie's heart shake.
Richie slowly followed, his heart ached without knowing the reason. She looked like she was washing her face, but her eyes were red in the mirror.
"Risa," Richie in a soft voice pressed the shoulder blades on the bathroom door, he knew the woman was upset and might hide a cry.
Richie lamented, his lover should not need to threaten to cancel the marriage. Even a beautiful place had been chosen, and the time was very close, only three months left.
Richie's mind became divided, he was afraid of not focusing on this mission. However, Lala's words rang out, very disturbing.
Or he was wrong, should have stayed calm. But only in front of the woman, and everything that concerns Lala becomes difficult to control emotions.
Where he used to always use logic, plan, and mind is very mature. Now it becomes uncontrollable just because of the expression of not accepting Lala, even though she only wants to protect him.
Lala glanced at Richie in the mirror look, the man was like a magazine model who folded her hands in front of her chest with a cold look.
Biting the tip of her lips, Lala rubbed the soap on her face while wondering to herself. He may have gone too far with Richie.Should not have needed his attitude as hard as before, but if he was told to go home, he did not want to before dad came with him.
Dropping her face with a towel, Lala was confused about having to apologize or what, she felt guilty, maybe Richie just wanted to help her.
Richie pulled the slender belly up to stick it into his stomach and looked at Lala deeply.
"Will this man enter this room again?" lala asked in a tremble, the smell of sandalwood slipping into her nostrils.
"Listen to darling," Richie kissed Lala's hair, hugging her tightly.
Lala can't be here (Richie)
"The situation changed far beyond expectations, you better wait on the mainland huh?" Richie.
"No way, I'll bring my own father."
"I'll handle this darling, "brush Lala's back, "a little more. You can see for yourself the intruder, he's doing something outside Ars' watch. This is certainly a real threat to your safety. Someone's after you.
"Now, you doubt, and refuse to marry me, yes, I will appreciate the decision," said Richie, feeling a sigh in the tongue through the throat, hardened in the chest until it was so bitter in the recesses of his soul. "But I don't want Bella to touch you ... "
"Why?" lala asked listlessly, by a shrinking heart. Indeed indeed. Could it be that, her relationship with Richie would end. Once he started to lay down his hopes, there. Lala looked at Richie's chest, unable to look at the cold black netra as if she was demanding him to make a sound.
However, his words stopped in his throat and locked, becoming a froth in silence.
Indeed, he brought up the cancellation, but at least a man had to fight right? or is it just Richie's desire to live with him. Or had Eros' feelings faded and found another... Even he was not ready, when left Richie and his heart became sick.
Richie stared coldly at Lala, and the woman was just as cold.
Two pairs of hands intertwine with fused fingers .. Despite getting stickier by an intangible magnet, however the hearts - Lala and Richie- become equally moody.
Disappointed gazes implied from the black and blue netra of the sky, as if constantly clashing to seek a truth from the owner of the heart.