
I guess he'll answer me, it turns out he's just quiet and then facing the plain black wall. Richie's palm pressed down on him a few seconds ago, and he pressed his thumb against the wall, and finally he squinted his eyes at the wall. My eyebrows shot up.
"What!?" as the wall opened, I fell silent to see the shifting wall and the sound of voices welcoming us, in a building higher and larger than my wedding hall.
"Welcome to our world" Richie said in my ear, giving me and putting earplugs on.
The light from the large circular crystal lights made the entire building shiny. The young women who only wore the bright red kemben and miniskirts, were spoiled on every man who was engrossed in cards and dice. Not far from them piles of broken dollars adorn each table.
'They are gambling, right? What exactly are you thinking, Kevin? to hold an event like this on the other side of the sacred procession? do you not appreciate our marriage?'
Richi waved in front of me making my heart start pounding. I followed Richie to the right. Instantly I looked at Richie who gave me the code to follow him to the podium.
Without a second thought, I'm now standing by Richie's side. In front of me, no matter when they gather, suddenly they have lined up neatly and the women dressed in mini all lined up behind.
I bit my finger and my knee was shaking, while I saw my back screen, a monitor shooting our wedding, and I was, seen Kevin was shaking hands and seen talking to officials who I know are famous people because often appear on the morning news, Inem who likes to see automatic news I want to not hear his chatter.
Richie pulled my hand, we stood in line. He opened a meeting with a different foreign language.
A few minutes passed, they all bowed towards Me and Richie. I widen my eyes, do I have to bend?
Richie right, I'm following Richie's eyes. Five exclusive men around the age of four, wearing beach-style casual shirts they were sitting on the right-hand side sofa.
They used gold necklaces to cover their bellies. They were confined to tight glass barriers, so that no one could enter the room, as the door was nowhere to be seen.
They were in brown cowboy hats, with a black ribbon coiled at the base. They simultaneously raised the hat to the right as high as above the head. Their faces were stiff, and when they smiled, they looked like ghosts, I dared not look at them.
DEG I remember the villains on my dark night.
Richie half bowed to the people who had been bowing, were those guys Richie's men? those people are also very expensively dressed.
Who's Richie? sampa's with those guys?
"Don't! keep it that way," Richie said his tone loudly warning me as I was about to bow.
I stood there, not knowing what to do.
Mr. Richie came back from his bow.
Those who had bowed respectfully followed Richie.
Mr. Richie again spoke in a foreign language. I see everyone now charging to the left.
The wall on my right side shifted, there were bright lights, but I couldn't see because my eyes were limited. I just saw people widen their eyes, gape, some whispering.
GOARRRRR
I glared at the loud roar, I removed my earplugs, it turned out that the music of this room was dead.
The people simultaneously retreated with faces that were like seeing ghosts. Richie speaks a foreign language to them and they advance back to his position.
GOARRR.
I saw the origin of the sound from that open wall. Can't there be a tiger?
DAK!
"Aah!" I widened my eyes and jumped behind Richie's back and grabbed Richie's hand.
GOARS
BUGH! BUGH!
A deafening roar, the people before me pale.
Richi shifted my body until I stood in front of him. She held my arm so hard that I couldn't hide or run, "Mrs Saint calm down listen to me carefully" Richie said in my right ear.
I glared as the tiger clawed at the glass aquarium of five exiles, but the five were engrossed in drinks and cigars.
GOARR
The tiger clawed, and the glass was not scratched.
"Do you not know that tiger, Madame Saint?" whispered Richie.
"Sir Richie it's my wedding day, why am I being carried here" I stammered, I wiped the sweat off my cheek, Though this room was about 11 degrees Celsius.
Richie blew my ear.
"Mr Richie! I want to go back."
Riche blew my ear again.
"Didn't you feel my warm gusts in your ears, Madam Saint?"
"I beg you" my knees trembled as the tiger turned to look at me.
Richi bit my ears hard. "Mrs Saint!"
I pushed back Richie's body as the tiger continued to approach us.
"Mrs Saint! You heard me!"
I kept pushing Richie backwards until we were at the end of the monitor wall.
Richie's biting my nape hard.
ALASARR!
I silently stared, as my body trembled violently as the white tiger opened its mouth very wide. Why did the tiger come to me.
Richie hugged my waist, so my back was getting closer to Richie, he whispered in my ear. "Call His Name" whispered Richie in his baritone voice. "Only you know the name" whispered Richie again.
"You're joking, Mr. Richie! he's like he's gonna prey on me.Please, you move forward, Let him prey on you, and I can run away!"
The tiger kept circling us, his eyes staring at me. My cold sweat pours out.
"Teddy," I mentioned a name I remembered.
"Yes?" riche asked, "harsher, Saint's mistress."
"DDY!!" I shouted with trembling knees.
ALRAR!!!
"Harder!" Richie let go of his embrace and pushed my body.
"TEDDY ! TEDDY ! TEDDY!", my eyes closed.
"As for the Saint's mistress she will eat you !!"
"TEDDY ! TEDDY! TEDDY ST!" my knees were shaking and I couldn't stand, I fell down but Richie held me down before my ass hit the floor. As my eyes began to blur, I faintly saw the mouth of the tiger making my cheeks, wet and sticky.
"Mrs Saint, you hear me?"
I heard voices again, my body tired. I got up from Richie's rebuttal. I started to break up unable to hold back my tears anymore.
I saw 5 people smiling at me.
"From Boy," Richie flicked his finger, the tiger once a leap was already in front of us.
GOAAARRRRR
I felt I had no life, left my sense of sight and it was a little hazy to see the throat of the tiger that was going to eat me, even the sound was like it was missing from my sense of hearing.
The pink-red tongue is protruding. No. gabe. The tiger licked my face. And lick again.
I felt nothing, my eyes blank. My gaze darkened for a moment, the tiger rubbed its neck feathers against my face.
My hearing went back to work, my legs started to feel so cold, I was shivering violently. My contents are tightening. "Ke..vin..," I'm not sure my voice sounds no, I'm holding my stomach.
My breath is heavy, "hhhha"
DUG DUG DUG I heard clearly the sound of pulse in my ear than in any other voice..
Everything looks dark instantly.
.
.
Huh
my eyes opened faintly, I saw Richie's lips faintly on mine, so close to Richie's cheeks..
"You hear me? set breath!" richie's voice continued to echo in half my consciousness.
My body was so weak, Richie tilted my body lying on the floor to the right, I was out of breath...
Richie's been talking to me for a long time, I don't know what he's saying.
He helped me sit down.
"Hold in a minute" whispered Richie in my ear. "You hear me? if it's a blink of an eye."
Richie kept whispering in my ear.
"Miss saint, follow it, or your husband is a bet!!" richie's whispers are full of emphasis
Tear crystals fell from my eyes.
I'm trying to gather the rest of the energy. And I blinked as much as I could.
"Sound I'm the mistress of Saint ..."
an hour later -
I sat on the couch with my body recovering, "When did my husband come?"
"After we finish this."
Connect ...
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