Love In Italy

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"Haaahhh haaahhhh"

"Emmm emmmmmmmm"

"Was wes was wes was wes" said-sayup heard the voice of a man who was conversing in a foreign language.

The conversation came from two large tall men, one of whom had dark brown hair while the other was black.

The two men, apparently conversing while looking at someone sitting on a chair in the corner of the room.

Slowly, their feet moved closer to the figure in the corner of the room.

Then, the dark brown haired man opened the blindfold of the person.

The light immediately burst into the vision of the seated person. He appears to blink several times, so that his eyes immediately adapt to the light in the room.

The man's gaze was then fixed, towards the two Thirties men who were in front of him. The two men's faces seemed to be smiling, they were looking at themselves from top to bottom.

"Hemmmm." said he who tried to speak, but could not because his mouth was covered with duct tape.

One of the men then opened the duct tape from the person's mouth.

"Bahhh..Whoareyou? Why are you holding me?" the man growled in English while trying to move his bound body.

The two men seemed to frown at the words of the Woman.

"What did he say?" ask one of the black-haired men.

The man asked shook his head.

"That's no need to think about it, the important thing now is that we can have fun." replied the dark brown-haired man with a disgusting flirtatious look.

Instantly, his entire body was shivering. He understood, meaning the gaze of the man in front of him.

"No!" he said while shaking his head. He's feeling scared.

The figure, then trying to rewind his chair to get away from the two figures.

'Shelf'

The chair he was sitting in fell down.

"Ahhh.." groaned softly because he felt pain on his back and his head was stamped on the back of the chair.

Seeing the Woman fall, the Black-haired man approached the Woman.

Seeing the man approaching, the figure tied up in the chair then moved his free leg and kicked the man near him. Made the man fall to the floor on his back.

Bugh

"Akhhhh!!!" erang The man who felt pain in his thigh area.

"Damn it!" his curse that immediately stood up and slapped a chair figure.

Plaques

Red hand scars, clearly visible on the smooth white cheeks.

The black-haired man who had been watching since, only smiled. He asked his friend to retreat, while he approached the tied figure.

"Beautiful! You better shut up, if you don't want to get hurt!" he said softly while displaying his perverted smile.

The woman who didn't understand the man's words was still trying to kick the approaching man.

"Don't come any closer! You're haraam to me!" he was still kicking in the same position.

The man who approached it then avoided him choosing the side of the road next to him that was not hit by a kick.

He then stepped on the right side of the chair, making the woman tilt to the right.

"Aakkhhh." he softly cried.

The man lifted his leg then kicked quite hard towards the woman's stomach.

Bugh

Seeing the Woman in pain, the Man immediately sat back down the Woman.

"I told you, you better shut up!" he said while grinning.

Khuk khuk khuk

The woman coughed and also groaned in pain in her stomach area.

Unfortunately, the veil cannot be removed because it is also tied to the body of the chair.

The woman who suddenly her veil will be pulled and then shocked, thankfully the veil is not apart just messy.

The woman looked angrily at the man who wanted to pull his veil.

The man was looking at the black-haired man.

"Sister, I took off the rope." he said.

"Don't! Just loosen!" yells.

He who did not understand what they were saying, only continued to watch the two Men with a furious look.

The corner of his eye, found the dark brown haired man. The man walked towards her back.

The woman felt the rope tied to her seat felt loose, and then her veil was pulled back. Until the veil came off the woman's head.

"Aaaaaaaa.." shouted loudly.

His screams filled the room. He glared at the black-haired man with anger, annoyance, shame and sadness.

His eyes stared intently, a figure that forcefully opened his aura.

The woman was getting rebellious, she was trying to untie the loose rope. But impossible, the rope was still tied tight in the chair.

I was upset to hear the screams of the woman. The dark brown haired man then slapped back tightly towards the cheek next to him.

'Plak'

"Whisper!" shouts sharp.

The second slap on her cheek, which was much firmer made the Woman feel her head dizzy, her cheeks also felt hot.

If asked to choose, at this time the woman prefers to die rather than have to show the aura that has always been guarded. It is better to be tortured than a man who is not halal for him to see his aura.

Seeing that the Woman was helplessly silent, the black-haired man gave an instruction towards the dark brown-haired Man.

"Tie off!" command Black-haired man.

"If she runs away or fights back?" ask the dark brown haired man.

"No will! Look, he's quiet!" his voice pointed towards the woman whose head was bowed with long, messy hair.

The dark brown haired man nodded his head. He then untied the bond that remembered the woman.

Although the lady's nutmeg was dizzy, her cheeks were hot and her boat was sick but she could still endure it. He pretended to be helpless. So that the bond is removed and he can run immediately.

When the bond in her body and the chair completely separated, the woman who pretended to be helpless immediately pushed hard the chair back, making the brown-haired man fall and clamped, he said, then he kicked the vital part of the black haired man.

He then took the veil that was not far from him, then ran towards the door while wearing his veil.

Quickly, he ran towards the door that was a good distance away from his place.

"Akhh, damn it***** that!" as if a black-haired man whose core was kicked. He was silent unable to move.

He then ordered his friend who was still on the floor to take out his pi*tol.

"Foot him!" his orders.

Got the order, The dark brown-haired man immediately took out his pi*tol pocket.

He pointed towards the woman who ran.

"Dor!"

The gunshot is heard. The woman fell because her leg was hit by a bullet.

The woman bit her lower lip withstanding the pain. He tried to get up to run back to the door that was in front of his eyes.

"Damn it!" because the shot missed.

"What are you doing, go after him!" the black-haired man returned to see that the woman had reached the door.

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