Getting Stuck With A Fake Husband

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💌 ENTANGLED WITH FAKE HUSBAND 💌

 

🍀 HAPPY READING 🍀

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When I found out about Bastian's whereabouts. Frey immediately invited James to a famous club in the middle of the city. Frey can't wait to finish off Bastian who still dares to tease his mommy.

James got out of the car first. He showed the VIP card to the officer who was there. The two guards standing there smiled and invited him in. Frey got out of the car and followed James.

Seeing Frey and James coming, the money-crazed wild girls try to seduce and flirt. They knew that the two handsome men were wealthy businessmen. Frey stood up and remained silent expressionless. He saw clearly the laughter of the party-goers filling the club room. Seen the eroticism of the night dancers while squirming their bodies in the middle of the dance floor. The entire pair of eyes shifted focus on a group of handsome and rich men. They dance to the music. White smoke billowed into the air as several men exhaled into the air.

Frey can see clearly if the people who are in this club are thirsty for entertainment. James circulated his gaze, looking around for the figure of the woman he had paid to follow Bastian's movements.

James's eyes were immediately fixed on the figure of a beautiful girl who pretended to dance there. He signals James. Suddenly a man approached and whispered something to James. James nodded in understanding. He gave the code to his boss.

Frey just nodded and followed James in the direction of the longer-designed corner of the nightclub. On the left and right sides are several rooms for guests who spend a long night.

While in the room Bastian smiled when he saw the courage of a girl who blatantly invited him to sleep.

"It's going to be a long night for us, but it's not complete if we don't drink and enjoy a light snack. How's the handsome sir?" The girl's whisper was so sensual as she fumbled over Bastian's chest.

Bastian growling. Patting the girl's hips with a look full of desire. "That's a good idea, we'll just call the bar." He approached the phone in the room.

The girl quickly intercepted him. "Don't! I mean let me take it. You stay right here. I will prepare it for you." he said with a seductive look.

Bastian smiled as he nodded his head. "All right, I'm waiting here, pretty lady."

The girl smiled as she blinked one of her eyes. Bastian chuckled as he looked at the bravery of the beautiful girl. He was indeed the right prey to make him satisfied tonight.

FIVE MINUTES HAVE PASSED.

Bastian was pacing around in that room. Just this time he was so nervous about facing the beautiful girl he had just met. Though he has often done with women nights that he often met at the club. And the last time he did to a woman who was much older than him. Who else if not Victoria. A woman who is willing to give anything to fulfill her desires. Victoria is beautiful, she always takes care of her appearance and takes good care of her body. So that Bastian alone could be enamored with the middle-aged woman. Bastian chuckled, his lips curving upwards.

"Based on a foolish woman, how can she trust and give me anything I ask."

"Okay.ok..don't think of the old woman, now how can I calm my nervous heart." Bastian exhaled long breaths repeatedly while jumping up and down to reduce his nervousness.

"I'll make sure you don't forget tonight."

THE CZECH!

The sound of the door opening.

Bastian turned his body around giving a smile full of desire.

"Huh?" A split second Bastian's eyes widened when he saw several men enter his room. They are big and rough-faced. His eyes gave him the most frightening look he had ever seen. His facial lines and facial water show how long he has lived in darkness.

"Who are you! Dare to go in without knocking on the door, no manners," Sighed Bastian with a furious face.

The girl suddenly appeared there. Bastian smiled grinning. "You've finally come too. You know them?"

The girl did not reply, she just bowed her body in front of one of the sternly smiling men. Bastian stared in surprise.

"Who are they?" Bastian was impatient, the question was not answered at all.

"Thank you Jennifer, you've done your job well."

Jennifer smiled, bowing her back. "Together sir,"

Bastian continued to frown his forehead staring in wonder at the girl he had just been expecting. "What do you mean, who are they?" He growled with his hands clenched tightly.

A man gave a gesture ordering Jennifer to leave the room. Jennifer just nodded and got out.

"Hey, where are you going? our business is not done yet" Shouted Bastian.

But Jenifer did not answer him, he still stepped out of the room. Bastian breathed in with emotion until his mouth opened. He threw away an upset d*sahan.

"Actually who are you?" Challenge Bastian impatiently. "Are they not debt collectors? Gee whiz.... Why can't my life be quiet? I framed that damn girl," Bastian swore an upset in his heart. Suddenly, an idea appeared in his brain. "Did I just call the old lady? I think he can finish my debt."

James took a few steps forward, staring lazily at Bastian.

James immediately blocked Bastian's move to leave. "You want to die?"

"You threatening me? I'm not afraid. Even if I die in your hands." Threatening Bastian staring.

Frey suddenly appeared from behind the sturdy man's back. Quickly his men gave him access. The man was in shock when he saw who the man standing in front of him was. Highlight Frey's eyes so sharp, fused in between to two perfectly pointed noses. He stabbed with the charm of a cold and resolute face.

"You haven't changed" he said cynically. The man understood Frey's intentions. "What's less clear? Or should I remind you again?" frey said firmly.

"You're misdirected, you should remind Victoria, she wanted me too much for my body. I can't resist if he gives me a lot of money." Bastian smiled wickedly.

"Sad...!" Frey clucked and for a split second he laughed loudly there. His eyes still look cold. "Victoria gave you how much?"

"He gave me whatever I asked. Luxury cars, luxury apartments, even he can pay off all my family's debts?"

Frey rubbed his forehead and smiled smrik. "Actually I don't want to get my bullet out to people like you, Bastian. But I'm sorry!" Frey growled to the point of bluffing his teeth. He quickly aimed his gun and pulled the trigger, targeting Bastian's thigh.

DORS...DORS...

Two bullets lodged in Bastian's thigh.

"Aargggh....! What are you doing?" Bastian's face was in pain when Frey shot him.

Frey smiled again. He crouched down and looked towards Bastian. "I'm sure after this incident, you'll never see Victoria again. I can be sure of that."

"What are you doing?" Bastian fear.

Frey wakes up and codes his men to get out of the room. James was waiting for him outside the door.

After his men left and left behind were just the two of them. Frey pointed his gun again.

Bastian backed off and was terrified. "Don't shoot me." He shook his head and shook his hand. Bastian grew even more frightened when he saw Frey's facial expression. His heart rate does not stop beating. His facial lines and facial water are really scary.

"Now you choose between one, life or death. If you choose life. I had to turn you in to the police. Because your identity is known to the police."

"What do you mean?"

"You don't know or pretend to be stupid?"

"Don't threaten me, now tell me what you want?"

Frey smiled again. "Aren't you the Vicente group that runs the illegal business?"

Bastian's face stiffened.

"You had plastic surgery several times to escape to some countries. You have languished behind bars many times, but that much you managed to escape. Given how cunning and intelligent you are to get out of prison, the anti-narcotics agency immediately raises its guard against you. Because you feel hunted for the last two decades. You end up pretending to be a gigolo guy. A mercenary who is kept and hired by a woman as a lover or a hired man, that means a Victorian hire." Suck Frey in a loud voice. His eyes were sharpened, staring at Bastian.

While Bastian's heart suddenly raced strongly in his chest cavity, a torrent of sweat flooded head to toe. His body seemed to freeze, his voice choked when he heard Frey's words.

"Now do you choose life or death?"

"I-I'm.." Bastian painstakingly pleaded with Frey.

"Aren't you afraid of death. Why are you so scared. Ha?" His voice was calm, but frightening.

Bastian's breathing was stingy, he was getting out of breath, his face was turning red. All his secrets are known to Frey.

Frey laughed again. "Hahahaha.I've reminded you of Bastian. It seems you are not afraid of my threats."

"I choose to die." Said Bastian loudly.

"That's better, Bastian."

Without a second thought Frey pointed his gun again at Bastian. One bullet shot perfectly through the man's heart. He smiled cynically and left the place at a quick pace followed by James. The sound of music in the club left people clueless about what was going on in the room.

SERIATE.....

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