My Devil Man's

MDM - Part 4

Time had gone up into the middle of the night just after Asya had completed all the tasks Zidan had given her. Asya then moved to the Zidan room to put the report files and schedules that he had arranged on his desk.

"Huh...." Asya yawned, indicating that she was now getting sleepy. To relieve his sleepiness, Asya headed for the bathroom that happened to be in the CEO's bedroom.

Asya swept fresh water over her face until her drowsiness diminished, then she took the small towel available and dried her face.

As he turned around, Asya felt a huge hand clutch at him. They are scared and trying to rebel. "Who are you?! off!!"

But that person did not criticize Asya's resistance, he actually held it stronger. "Aren't you used to doing this?? relax I won't be rude.."

Asya was shocked, this voice was so familiar to him. "Zi.. zidan??" ask Asya in fear.

Zidan smiled at the devil, then turned Asya's body to face him. He then brought his face closer to Asya's ear. "Lo can get into this company, is it because of the rich lo goda om I that you sell first, huh??"

Asya's eyes opened wide, she pushed Zidan's body away. "You think I'm a cheap girl huh?? inget Zidan!! until now I never did what you accuse me of!! you misunderstood and you were too stupid to understand!!"

Zidan was emotionally disturbed. He pulled Asya's hand violently and then carried her out of the room. The man pushed Asya's body until his body slammed into the corner of space.

"Lo said misunderstand me?! I have proof!! Lo that seductress girl!! Lo it's cheap!!" Zidan insulted Asya so deeply that Asya could say nothing.

Asya's body shook with the cry. How could he feel the same?? Even his old wounds had not recovered and were still in pain.

Zidan approached Asya's trembling body. He gripped his shoulder strongly. "Origin you know, yes!! I look forward to this moment. I'll make you suffer!!"

Asya rubbed the clear grains that came out from the corner of her eyes. With his body still trembling, he ventured to look at Zidan. "You want to make me suffer?? Have you not done enough in the past?? If all your accusations are wrong, are you sorry??"

Zidan chuckled at Asya's question, but his grin remained sharp in looking at the woman. "I want to make you suffer and I won't regret it, because I know you're wrong!!"

"Nobody deserves to suffer for a mistake he never made!!" Asya looked at Zidan sharply, seeing how much the man hated her so much.

"So now I hope you release me!! I have to work and serve you tomorrow." Asya tried hard to release Zidan's embrace from him. His efforts bore fruit, and he left Zidan to get out of the room.

But unfortunately, when Asya almost touched the Knop door her body was pulled back by Zidan. "Zidan!! off!!"

Zidan did not press Asya's resistance, he again pushed Asya's body onto the sofa even now full-body overlap.

But all in vain. Zidan firmly gripped Asya's two hands and bent them over his head with one hand. One more hand he pointed at Asya's shirt and pulled it rough until all the buttons on it scattered, his hands then down to reach Asya's thigh and flicked his skirt until Asya's smooth thighs were visible.

"Yeah!! Zidan don't!!" Asya felt humiliated, her body was now emblazoned even though it was still slightly covered.

"Relax me. I'll be soft.." Zidan brought his face closer, exhaling heat in the recess of the woman's neck. Then greedily kissed her and sipped her leaving a bluish-red mark.

His hand stroked the rough thigh Asya until it reached the core. Asya's body felt the rough touch of Zidan's hand there. Zidan released a sip from the neck of the woman's level and then looked at the nanar full of satisfaction. "Lo like me giniin??"

Asya shook her head, hoping that Zidan would stop. But Zidan's treatment is now increasingly becoming. Even his hands now brazenly did not stop swiping roughly the core of Asya which was still covered in thin cloth.

"Hiks.. Hix.. Hix.. And.. Stop please.. I beg.." Asya cried out, begging that all this torment be stopped.

Zidan withdrew his hand from************ Asya, and pulled the skirt to cover again.

"Maybe this time I'll stop, but I'm not going to let you off that easy, Sya.." Zidan gently kissed Asya's lips, then rose from above her body.

His eyes glanced at Asya's weak body full of satisfaction. Zidan deliberately did it because he wanted to traumatize Asya.

"Wear this to cover your body!!" Zidan threw his coat at Asha, and then left. Suddenly his steps stopped. "Tomorrow I hope you come quickly..," Zidan ordered as if nothing had happened.

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Asya stared blankly at her reflection in the mirror. The tears flowed from the divorce because he imagined how despicable he was who had almost been abused a moment ago.

His neck was full of bluish-red marks - a result of a man's sucking of a b*fish that almost robbed him of his pride.

While his fragile hand was still firmly clutching the portrait frame of the person he missed. "Bah, Mah.. Why did you go leave Asya alone here?? Asya fear.. Why don't you take Asya away?? Hix.. Hicks.." His body trembled letting out an entire puff of pain. It was too deep of a wound he felt now.

Asya got up and walked unsteadily towards the bed. Shedding from him for a moment, hoping that peace would languish and take him away from misery. The suffering has never stopped but it has not ended.

Now the man is back in attendance, drowning his frail body into a possessive broom that opens old wounds.

Some time Asya pensively, letting the clear drops continue to flow until his entire body weakened, and his two eye fertilizers began to weigh. The man picked her up who was still in tears. I hope I won't wake up again.