My Dark Beloved

Episode 29's

Happy Reading's.

Sonya threw her bag on the bed, then she sat by the bed with her hair rough.

"Aarr!! Why is this not a sister to me!! I also have the right to the inheritance, but the old woman threw me out and threw me out the gate like a useless item! I don't accept this!!" Sonya still pulled her hair.

It seemed like his head was so painful because of all the trouble that had befallen him.

It all started from the carelessness of the Papa who had been careless to say that he was not his son. Jhony could not have children because he was barren and therefore Jhony accepted Bertha and Sonya, who was one year old, because he loved Bertha wholeheartedly.

Sonya knew that Jhony Martines was her father, her real father.

But it turns out that a reality that makes Sonya want to find out exactly who the child is. His mother said he was the son of Brian Mcknight, the son of one of the city's wealthy families.

But another reality that destroyed his pride when he entered the Arsavin residence, it turns out Sonya knows the fact again that Brian is not the second son in the family. Sonya's biological father was just an adopted son.

But Sonya is still trying to figure out how she can get her inheritance from the conglomerate family.

"I'll make sure that Alana gets crushed and dies in my hands!!"

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Zidane clasped Alana's body tightly, his stifled longing completely drove the man almost mad. It turned out that from the beginning until now her feelings had not changed at all.

Only this woman can make him fall in love, only Valeria aka Alana, the woman in the past who is able to make him crazy, even with her identity that has changed because of your loss of memory memory memory, he said, Zidane can still only be subdued by the charm of a Valeria.

Maybe Zidane will help Alana remember her memories first, after which she will marry the woman. But could he refrain from sleeping by hugging Alana like this?

"Are you not asleep, Zidane?" zidane's hand stopped stroking Alana's hair and looked at the face of the woman who had fallen asleep as needed.

"Why wake up, hem?"

Alana moved her body to be a little distance from Zidane's body. "I'm thirsty, besides you're stroking my head all the time, are you having trouble not being able to sleep?" asked Alana who can now freely look at the handsome face of her former employer.

Zidane smiled and shook his head. "I just feel so happy to be able to hold you again like this?"

"I'm happy too" replied Alana spontaneously.

"Are you really happy with me, Alana?" asked Zidane who this time stroked Alana's arm gently.

The man was anxious to find out how Alana felt about him. Has his love really been clapping one hand?

"I'm happy, Zidane. Honestly after parting with you, my heart felt so empty, there was a tight feeling in the corner of my heart when I remembered you, missed, missed and always wanted to see you mixed into one, I don't know what her name is" replied Alana honestly.

He really felt agitated, upset, languishing. Is Alana dependent on Zidane?

Zidane changed his position on Alana's body, inexplicably he felt very happy to hear the recognition of the woman under him at the moment.

"Alana, do you believe that I love you, even before we met?"

Alana tried to hold back her laughter when she heard Zidane's words.

"Hey! I'm serious! Why are you laughing?"

"Where could you love me long before I met you, hahaha, I didn't expect you to have a sense of humor either, sir!" This time Alana could no longer hold back her laughter.

Zidane understood why Alana laughed at him because according to this woman they met the first time when Alana was brought by the mother to the house to be given a job.

Thank you Zidane for bringing Valeria back into his arms.

Alana was still laughing, according to him Zidane was too funny to make jokes that were not even funny at all.

"I'll make you remember me, baby!" Zidane scooped Alana's pink lips and sucked her a little rough.

Alana opened her mouth to give Zidane access to the tongue exploring inside her mouth. It feels like Zidane is never satisfied if only addressing the sweet taste of the lips of this woman.

"I want you, Alana!"

Seriate.