My Choice of Woman

Episode 113

Happy imagination

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“Everything has been prepared in the side yard of the house, Mr. Yori,” said the male maid by wearing special clothes for the banquet maids.

“Iya, thank you.” Narest smile.

The maid left Naresh, who was still tidying his clothes, preparing himself. He also has a bath and wears a neat outfit of quail shirts and pants that have matching colors, looking charming like a model. Today he had designed the perfect dinner for himself and Kinanti.

“Sorry yes I scared you. Actually I just want to enjoy tonight with you, Kinan. Too bad I was a little rough, at least it makes you a submissive girl.” Naresh spoke to his reflection in the mirror. He has also prepared everything in the room that Kinanti will use to beautify his appearance.

“Do not disappoint me, Kinanti.”

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A fragrant smell emanated from the girl's body. Expensive and exclusive toiletries products make the aroma released very luxurious, not like cheap soap in general. Kinanti who had finished cleaning herself, was now confused looking for something to cover her body that was still wet. He found only a few towels that were still folded and looked clean and then took two pieces to cover his body and wrapped wet hair.

Kinanti still seemed hesitant to get out of the bathroom whose interior was already luxurious. He imagined something he did not want very much. He was afraid, wanting to run away was difficult. As she strengthened her heart, she opened the bathroom door hoping that what she thought was not happening.

The open door, a spacious room with a luxurious white bed and a beautiful room interior make Kinanti impressed. His eyes were looking for Naresh. No, the room was perfectly empty. He moved his feet towards the bed. What caught his attention was a piece of paper and a red rose that looked different on a white blanket.

He read the letter. It says she must wear prepared clothes and decorate herself so that her beauty is on par with the red roses she currently holds. After reading the letter, he was again presented with cosmetic products with well-known brands and commonly used artists. Of course Kinanti knows about this because a few days, Mrs Fernando introduced a way to make up for her.

Next to the dresser, hanging a short knee-length, long-sleeved dress in black. There is a white lace as a sweetener on the neck collar and the tip of the wrist. Kinanti smiled, according to him this is the best dress. For a moment he forgot about the perverted man. Her heart was knitting pleasure as a woman that is trying this cute and ornate dress.

Slowly he took off his towel and changed into a black dress with a knee length. Long and wet hair also does not escape from the hair dryer. Kinanti also polishes the powder along with the hue of the lips to support its appearance. He applied the knowledge that had been obtained when accompanying Mrs Fernando.

The reflection of the mirror revealed the image it captured. Kinanti dress up to suit the age of youth. True, now Kinanti is adept at applying cosmetic products as needed and color blend. The long, black hair almost dried out.

Without knocking on the door, Naresh was amazed by Kinanti's drastically changed appearance as a metropolitan woman. The black short dress was adhering beautifully to Kinanti's petite body, perfectly fitting following her curves. His pair of eyeballs reluctantly blinked at this beauty.

“Kak .. I mean Sir,” said Kinanti, he was a little nervous about the man who suddenly entered this room. He got up from the chair and paid his respects.

Naresh approached Kinanti with his best smile. This view is really charming all over the body, the desire to have appeared melted in the night martyrdom. Kinanti could only look down at the floor and her own feet.

Kinanti noticed the originally angry man was now turning into a man attentively. Naresh patiently treated the wound on Kinanti's knee.

“Auhhh! Pain,Master.”

“Since when did I give you permission to call me that name?” Naresh asked, he was still busy sticking a plaster to cover the wound on the black-press girl's knee.

“Sorry ...”

Uncompleted Kinanti finished her sentence, a hug approached her petite body. He felt a big, strong and comfortable body. A very fiber hug somehow with what this feeling is tied. Not only that, he felt this hug had a promise that could not be denied.

“I'm sorry, don't shy away again. Don't make me keep feeling the fear of losing again.” Naresh moved his arms deeper.

“Kak ...”

Naresh let go of his embrace. His two hands perfectly reached out to the soft cheeks of Kinanti. His pair of eyes stared fixedly at the face of this girl's ayu. “Do not get hurt again, I will be very angry if you do not obey me.”

Like a wafting spell, Kinanti nodded her head very lightly at the sign she was asserting in response.

“Now let's enjoy tonight under star formation and the beautiful moon.” Naresh smiled.

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