LET ME GO MY HUSBAND

LET ME GO MY HUSBAND
Chapter 17 Is Impossible



Andhira's face fluttered warmly as she read the contents of the message.


[I want you to wear this thing all day and don't get out of the room with me!] pinta Daffa's. She sent me a sexy lingeri* black photo complete with matching color G-str*ng.


Then, Andhira brought her gaze to the top of the bed. Sure enough, there are already objects exactly like in the photo that Daffa sent through the short message. Andhira's body was instantly warped and limp as boneless. Should he do what Daffa asks, or ignore it? But, if not obeyed Andhira fear it will be used as an alibi and an opportunity for Daffa as an excuse to blame him.


Andhira was still swept away in his mind. However, suddenly a message back Daffa sent to disperse his daydream. The woman covered her face and read Daffa's message by peering through the cracks of her fingers.


[Do yourself my orders with pleasure, or I will force you harshly!] commemorate Daffa, as if knowing that Andhira is on the verge of a dilemma.


"What kind of man is he?!" Andhira took a deep breath.


At that time, Andhira did not know, whether to feel happy or sad? Daffa's actions against him may be pleasing if not accompanied by violence aimed at hurting, and his words tend to be intimidating. Then, after considering Andhira decided to comply with the Daffa request.


The door of the room that was closed sounded creaking signs of someone opening it. Yes, it is Daffa. With a difficult look and the look of her mes* face, she continued to step forward towards Andhira who looked so sexy and seductive.


"Shitett! He made me want to, "squeer Daffa while gulping down his saliva violently.


However, for some reason at that time Andhira returned terrified. It was in stark contrast to last night where he dared to ask Daffa to touch him constantly. You guys know why? Yes, because last night she was under the influence of the war medicine that Daffa gave her, while now Andhira is conscious.


"M-mas!" yelled Andhira dumbstruck. His entire body trembled and his eyes stared pushyly with a face that began to pale. He closed his eyes while closing his ears as Daffa began to land touch-by-touch on his smooth skin.


"Are you scared?" daffa asked whispering. Andhira nodded.


Daffa threw Andhira's body until she slammed into the bed. Then, with a tempest in his chest, Daffa played a voice recording that showed how Andhira kept on tinkering and asked Daffa to fondle him. Daffa screeched as if insulting Andhira.


"No, Mas, it's impossible" Andhira said as she continued to shake her head.


"What's impossible, huh? You must know your voice very well, dear Andhira! You hypocrite!" daffa toilet full of scourges.


"Typeaaak! I didn't say that. You must be lying." Andhira did not believe that Daffa was so good to her.


Do you know how Andhira felt then? He felt ashamed, threatened, and greatly humbled by Daffa. Up to the trace of trauma that once spiked his feelings, now increasingly so-called. Cold sweat continued to break down and fell from Andhira's temples and forehead.


Daffa's anger was provoked to see Andhira who continued to say 'no' and could not be silent as panic was not overbearing. He pulled Andhira's body and again stuttered the poor woman brutally, like the first time. The man was cruel and heartless.


"You want this, don't you? I'll do it!" daffa said as he clenched his teeth and stomped roughly at Andhira's body. He did not care about the screams and groans of Andhira who felt pain for his actions.


"Open your lips, baby! I want to sip the honey that's in there!" the Daffa command gripped Andhira's cheek until his mouth was open. Then, the King Tega scooped up Andhira's lips fiercely.


Andhira could only cry with a strangled voice and grimaced face pain. He felt that everything Daffa did to him was the cruelest torture*n he had ever received. "Kill me, Mas" Andhira said.


Since then, Andhira so often silent daydream. Everything about Daffa is a fear that always torments him. In fact, Andhira was no longer able to sleep well. All he did was be always vigilant. And that kind of situation is very unpleasant. Really uncomfortable.


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