I Hate You Bastard's

Episode 32

After finishing his dinner, Dave finally let go. The man entered the bathroom after removing his shirt in front of Sapphira.

Safira let out a long sigh on her bed. He really can't stand living here. He is like a prisoner who cannot do what he wants.

Safira wants to leave, but Dave keeps her locked up tight. Just look, from the balcony he could see a few bodyguards standing guard in every corner of this sizable penthouse courtyard. Another with the servants watching him inside the house. Therefore, there was little chance for him to run away from this house.

Safira closed her eyes which were starting to get heavy. She was sleepy even though she had not yet gotten time to sleep, because after her pregnancy, Safira was always easily sleepy.

However, not yet he was completely sound, the bed beside him moved. Safira was immediately ready to stand by, and inched to the edge of the bed after seeing Dave lying beside her.

"You! Why are you here?" fierce snarl.

Dave raised his eyebrows, "Of course you want to sleep" he replied casually.

Safira's face grew grim, "Down! I'm not going to sleep in one bed with you!" snapped again.

Dave lifted the corner of his lips, "Don't you? But I've been sleeping here ever since you set foot in this room." she said.

Suddenly, Safira widened her eyes. Safira did not know, when he was well, apparently Dave slept in the same bed with him.

Out of words, and reluctant to fight with Dave, Safira grabbed his pillow and got out of bed. The woman intended to sleep on a sofa not far from the bed.

But it did not go well, with a quick movement, Dave pulled it until it fell back on the bed.

Dave was furious, the man wrapped Sapphira under his body and looked at her sharply.

"I'm just going to sleep, I promise I won't do anything to you" he said.

Safira freezes, Dave's actions make him almost float. Dave's face was so close and intense right before his eyes. Their lips were almost touching, so Sapphira could feel the man's roar of breath on the surface of her skin.

The fragrance of the man's perfume lurked in his sense of smell, making the woman fall asleep. Sapphira observed the handsome face of the Greek god. Safira. If Dave wasn't the eternal Casanova bastard, Safira would have been happy to kiss him.

Dave is the same. The man fell asleep to the beauty of the angel under his confinement. The lips blushed red, making Dave unable to bear to kiss her.

And sure enough, the distance their faces eroded, Dave ******* those sexy ranum lips greedily. Dave did not care that Sapphira rebelled and tried to push him away.

Her passion was ignited just because of this one-sided kiss. The man wanted Sapphira as he had.

Safira realizes when Dave's kiss is getting demanding. Especially when Dave's hands have crept through his body.

"Don't! I beg you.. Don't anymore.." when Dave took off his kiss.

Safira's face was reddened with fear. But the woman's expression ignited Dave's passion even more.

"I want you Safira. I've been resisting my wishes for the past week. You think that's easy for me?"

Safira shook her head, she did not want to do that anymore. Moreover, they do not have any ties that make it mandatory to obey Dave's wishes.

"I'll marry you soon, if that's what you're worried about."