My Crazy Lady's

Chapter 108 (MCL)

"Hufffa.." Hanna gasped for air. Davlin immediately took off his hand, and now folded in the chest.

"You want to kill me?" peekik Hanna sat down. Her long hair was beautifully scattered, falling down to her chest. The lazy face typical of people waking up is able to tease the man's defense.

Just now, when he found Hanna lying on the bed, Davlin who had been surprised just stared fascinated. The girl was like a sleeping princess who was so exhausted. The reflection of the moonlight that stole a glance at her made the girl's face even more beautiful. Davlin approached, carving a smile. Tempted to kiss that smooth cheek, but canceled it.

Only Hanna can drive him crazy, angry and can be transfixed with love just by staring at the girl's face. The decision to build it became an option. Squeezing Hanna's nose with an unfastened smile on her lips.

"Luckily you're alive" he said casually.

Silent. There are a thousand languages. Both are like strangers who don't know what to say, but have a lot to say.

"What are you here for? don't tell me now you have a sleepwalking disease." Tempt Davlin, but still remain in a cold tone.

"You bought papa's painting? why?"

"You don't understand what you're saying."

"Why did you buy it? were you on purpose? you must have known about papa's debt." Hanna looked down at their naked feet.

"Are you hurt by what I'm doing?" Davlin still remained on his tone.

Hanna's defense is broken. She cried so hard that she covered her face with both hands. He was not hurt, he was moved. Davlin was sincere, he knew that. Moreover, he had also heard that the man did not want anyone to know his help.

How could Davlin still be insistent after seeing that? Enclosed the body of the person he loves very much, which makes him lose his mind even in his inheritance.

"Don't cry. There have been many mistakes that you have to account for. If you cry how can I punish you" he whispered, stroking his lover's back. Hanna's feelings melted, now brimmed.

"I'm home. Here is my place," he murmured inwardly in his tears. He should be happy because the word break up that he said from yesterday, Davlin did not respond. Even the slap on Davlin's cheek from his hand was, as if just wanting to balance their positions. It was Hanna who was slapped for asking Davlin to come back with Iris. Now turn.

Man is a wrong and wrong place. Especially when you love someone. But let's just say it's all the experience of being the best teacher in the future.

"Have you ever been tired of crying?" Davlin parsed his embrace, facing Hanna right in the face. His long fingers wiped away Hanna's tears. Pinched back the girl's nose until Hanna whined in pain.

Davlin chuckled in satisfaction, amused at Hanna's reaction of being unable to breathe, her laughter breaking, echoing in the room, then re-embracing her body.

"I deliberately moved the stairs, so you couldn't sneak, but the cloth I saw dangled long enough to explain you were no ordinary girl. When you have a desire, whatever you do. I suspect, if I still can't find you, this house will burn you down, too" Davlin said, touching Hanna's ear. The two of them sat on the bed and hugged each other.

"But! Am I that bar?" Hanna hid her face deeper into the man's chest, sipping the fragrance of the perfume she so longed for.

Hanna understood the meaning of Davlin's sentence, and understood where it was headed. "I'm sorry, I was wrong. I should've told you about papa's problem. Sorry, because of my crazy idea working at the club, I just wanted to help papa. You know I'm the oldest daughter in my family, I should've helped."

Back in silence, it was as if Davlin was considering what the next word would be. Hanna hides her problem, and working at the club provokes her anger because she is afraid that the girl is being bullied by the jerk guy scattered there.

"Why are you silent? don't want to say something?" Hanna looks up. The man needed a shave, there were fine, rough feathers on his chin. He doesn't like. He'll try to tell the guy later, but solve the problem first.

"What do you want me to say? I'm sure without me saying it, you would have clearly figured out what's on my mind."

"Yes, I was wrong."

"Then?"

"I promise to be more open to you. I'll tell you anything." Hanna carved a heart shape into the man's chest. That little thing alone had an impact on Davlin. His muscles stiffen with the touch of Hanna's fingers playing with the layers of her shirt.

"So the obedient girl. You know, I love you so much. I won't forgive myself if something happens to you. You are my strength and my weakness. Never hide anything from me" she cupped Hanna's face, slowly bringing her face closer.

Hanna's heart started not functioning properly. He knew soon the man would kiss him. She had wanted it for a long time, so Hanna decided to close her eyes, enjoying the sensation of always being able to overturn all the organs in her body, tremble, to gurgle favors.

The kiss was so good, and so wet. Davlin finished his longing. A week of not tasting the sweetness of Hanna made her unable to balance the ratio.

The full extent of exploring Hanna's mouth, sending a jarring sensation up to Hanna's stomach. He put his tongue on the roof of his girl's mouth. Hanna who was already lost, begged for a map to go home, however, Davlin still wanted to spoil her. Deciding to stay trapped, Hanna tightened her wrists around the man's neck, starting to lick and suck Davlin's lips.

Davlin is not an angel, but at this time he must play the role of a demon. His hands had spread to where he liked. Gently squeezing one of the beautiful mounds before him. Hanna wriggled, a small voice coming out from between her lips that was busy serving the hospitality of Davlin's tongue visit.

Frustrated by the torturous situation, Davlin pulled Hanna to sit on his lap, clenching tighter. "I'm.." Hanna reflexes away from Davlin's lap, something stabs her ass.

"Don't move, stay here, sweetie. In a moment, Please," she whispered, burying her face in Hanna's chest.

That dialogue and circumstance brought Hanna's memories as she was one of the hillsides in Holy Ville.

Alex, you were exactly with Alex.. I once fell in love with a man named Alex, a character in a novel I met. Whether it's true I went inside or just dreamed, but Alex has taught me about love. And now there's Davlin in front of me, and I totally believe I love him. Only prayer. Alex, if you're real, or true to my dreams, you're Davlin's great-grandson, then thank you for letting Davlin be in my world, close to my heart..

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