Don't Be Ferocious Dong, Non !

Miss My Girl

“Do not be fierce dong, Non,” muttered me while stroking my cheek that feels pain.

“You asked me to ask! Just answer why? What's hard?!” angry shouting.

Waw...

Unforgettable tone, symphonic chant full of harmony, a rhythm that polishes the word order.

This is what I'm looking for from you, this deafening twinkling that became my candlestick.

Keep getting mad at me, miss.

I liked...

I really like it...

“If I had answered, what would you do?” my many. More to curiosity.

“Look at it later,” he gripped my jaw with his skinny fingers.

“I seriously asked, Miss. Because maybe someone will get hurt,”

“There will definitely be someone injured,” he squinted at me.

I feel like I am being loved with all my heart. But I was a little worried that he would be stalking the women I had been close to. Because of course Miss will faint exhausted.

There are so many women in my life.

I'm a bachelor, a conglomerate, and I look good. It's bullshit that I don't have a few girlfriends.

And I don't want Miss overwhelmed and exhausted from getting revenge on one date at a time.

I mean the one who got hurt was Miss herself.

“After I counted how many women I dated, or including one night stand as well? If friends with benefits are also not in?” my challenge.

He widened his eyes to look at me.

Then...

Plakk!!

My left cheek, now my right cheek is the target of his rampage.

“Basic guy breng-sek! Bej4t really your life all this time! And you are coming to me now?! Before we fuck I want your General Checkup report first! Especially in that part!” he shouted as he grabbed a pillow nearby and started beating me.

I only chuckled as I got a barrage of attacks from him.

Then the blows stopped.

He was looking at me while panting.

“Yes pardon, I forgot that you like when I get angry,” muttered while looking at me lazily. He looked at me alternately between my eyes and my lips. Most likely, my lips are forming a grin because it feels good to hear him nag.

“That's why I love you Danar Sanjaya. You weird guy!” He folded his hands to his chest and sat down while pouting looking ahead. He seemed to be breathing heavily, exhausted from beating me.

“Sini,” my word.

I can't stand it.

I couldn't bear to not hold her in my arms.

I pulled her tiny body, I clung to my arms, and I buried my nose in her neck, which smelled better than the flowers in the garden of Olympus.

Sounded des4han from his lips, he reluctantly hugged me but seemed powerless to reject me.

I can't stand it, though,

To not caress her soft brownish hair and inhale deeply the scent of her perfume.

I also couldn't bear to not be a little ignorant of lowering his hand from his back to his dense butt and squeezing it a little.

“Hey, pervert! Where are your hands, huh?!” pushed me.

I chuckle happily.

His cheeks were red when he looked at me. “Do it again when we're in a more private room,” then he humbles his voice to me.

I was stunned to hear that. Then I looked at the tall building in front of me.

Five star hotel.

And grinning meaningfully at him.

He glanced at me while putting on a watchful look.

“The show is starting soon,” murmured as he cleaned up his makeup, and prepared to get out of the car.

“You want to know who has ever sat next to me when I drove the car?” my many.

He stopped his movements and looked at me.

He was silent, just listening to my words.

“Many," uajrku. "The answer was that there were a lot of women sitting next to me while I was driving. And almost everyone has slept with me,” I replied.

I didn't mean to upset her, but that's exactly what happened.

“Only, I don't even remember their names. Their current figures I don't remember, just a meaningless silhouette in my eyes. And at that time, my position was as a car owner. Not a driver, not an employee of someone, let alone a slave from a badger employer who demands several jobs at a time,” I said again while insinuating him.

He shut up and listened to me.

I don't know why his face makes me sad. And of course, feeling guilty.

Because she's not the only woman I've ever had in my life.

She's not the only one who's ever enjoyed my body and I'm fond of it.

But, uh,

You are the only one now in my heart.

And I hope not just now, but beyond.

“And I'm used to dominating. There was no woman I could tell me. Especially if I put on his shoelaces. There are those who prepared everything for me,”

“Hemmm..” is just that Miss's answer.

Without her needing to say a word I realized that the purpose of sitting next to me while I was driving was that she had a certain feeling for me for a long time.

Strange murmurs attacked my heart, which was rapidly pounding.

“And..only one person I call Miss. And I mean, really a Miss. Not Name. But position in life,” I smile at him, I grab his fingers, and I slowly kiss the back of his hand.

The lady looked at me in silence, her face looking gobsmacked.

I'm grinning, “I want a lot of kids,”

“Jeez, Danar!!” surprised screams.

“I love big family,” I chuckle while wearing my suit and get out of the car.

“Can-can be you..” Miss's voice muffled because I was in a hurry to close the car door.

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Miss hugged my arm as we entered the hall corridor of the building. I saw some guests coming, mothers with fancy dressings and hair pads, also some in perfect blow with thick curled eyelashes.

It was like everyone was following a carnival.

Overharvesting.

I glanced at Miss, her face was still red from embarrassment at my earlier remark.

“What if I can't have children? Or decide to childfree?” whispered. He kind of pulled me down so that his voice could be heard by me. Our stark height difference sometimes does make me less able to hear it if he speaks in our standing position.

“We can still adopt a child,” I whispered.

“Duh, base Big Lord,”

“And one more,”

“What else, anyway?!” Nonaku. He seemed annoyed with me.

“I like the style d****y style, but with the position of both hands you are tied behind your back and rather I raised a little so...AOW!!” he pinched my waist.

“Silent, depraved base!” his whisper held in anger. “You marry me first, just ask for a weird style. The first one I hope you're gentle, because it's the first time for me,”

“Hah?”

Gosh, gosh,

I'm in shock now.

I was silent and like a buffalo poked in his nose, I walked without thinking and could only follow in Miss's footsteps.

Because the instant the shock hit my head, making me silent for a moment.

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My beloved the Virgin, my,

You shouldn't have come to me, you bastard

Don't you ever regret all the fucking acts

Your priceless florets you presented to the genitals of the thugs

My beloved the graceful and holy

Hearing you're still a bud I think I want to run

I don't deserve to consider myself this despicable

It's not me who should take away pure love

The magnitude of my feelings keeps me from having

My lover, the virgin

I hope we meet when we're both tainted

In order not to let this heart think about sin

The more you get closer to me the more backward I step

I think again I deserve to love

(Septira, 2022)

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Today, I fell back in love.

Fear at once.

I am afraid of hurting my love.

What I feel right now is not good, Miss grasps me tightly as if she does not want to lose me, but I am even more reluctant to be with her.

I consider myself unworthy to stand by him. Very presumptuous man bang-sat like me seduce His Majesty. He whose skin should not even be touched by others, a criminal like me like a bandit forcibly took away his parents' property.

Ah, now I feel that Mr. Dias's punch yesterday was nothing compared to seeing his virgin daughter stripped naked by a depraved human like me.

It is truly insulting to me.

My treatment of Miss is completely inappropriate, I play with words as if she has experienced everything.

I fantasized about him and I talked about my wild fantasies with him as if he were a demon like me.

One of Danar Sanjaya's. You deserve the punishment!

“Danar?”call him.

He looked at me while asking, his eyebrows raised. He seemed to have noticed my changed face. “Why silence?” tanyakanya.

“I'm sorry,” my murmur. I think my throat is dry.

“Sorry?”

“Danaaaaar!” a scream full of rage from the other end shocked us.

We looked at the source of the sound

My two brothers were in the corner of the room with red faces in anger approaching me.

I don't even want to run, I feel like my body is numb.

Not for fear of the wrath of my brothers.

But for fear of hurting Miss again.