My Possessive Rich Man

G e l o r a

"When are you leaving?" Bastian was still grudgingly staring at Emelly who was focusing on her food. It looks like Emelly is very hungry, some days Emelly is lazy to order food and cook.

Emelly sipped a drink and stirred the food a little. "After Lula gave birth I left, I also want to see the work of Raden with my sister." Said scowling.

"French?" Sela Bastian's.

Emelly nodded. "Yes, only there is the place I like the most, there seems romantic, well despite not having a partner. At least I can stay in Paris."

"You still love her?"

Emelly glanced at Bastian who suddenly put on a serious face. "Raden?" Nod Bastian's head answered as if marketing.

"So I've been too disappointed in him, it's as easy as he turned away from me, but only in a short period of time Raden liked Alula." Lirih Emelly returned to stir the food slowly.

"They are compatible and they are compatible!"

"Then where is my soul mate?" Emelly stared at the handsome man's protest.

"Still in someone's care." Bastian said flatly.

"And when my soul mate is in someone's care, I'm like a fool waiting for when a former person comes to me, right?" Emelly smiled bitterly.

"You don't believe that a soul mate is God arranged?" Ask Bastian.

Emelly breathed a heavy sigh. "I believe, but it's hard to accept." Sluggishly. If he can protest, Emelly wants to be a match with Raden who has perfection as a man.

Rich, handsome, dashing, kind, and loyal. Bastian is aware of that.

Finished with her food Emelly took a tissue and rubbed the corners of her lips. "Thank you for helping me cook." He smiled faintly looking at the sad Bastian.

"Why are you so moody? Haven't got a chat to ask?" Kelakar Emelly's. He spoke casually because that was his nature.

"Stop your bullshit!" Bastian hasn't been looking for a target for a long time, probably tired.

Emelly grinning. "offended? Can a Play boy like you be offended?" Bastian just kept his eyes off. The longer Emelly digresses.

Emelly has a habit of smoking, after eating, itchy feeling like smoking gymnastics, he got up and grabbed a pack of cigarettes that have been taken some. He grabbed a match and sat back in his chair.

One cigarette he pagut, but then Bastian seized it. "Stop this habit of yours."

"Bas!" Emelly turned to protest.

"You have a womb, and it's not good for you." Bastian.

"What care are you? Give it back, I'm used to it." Refute Emelly.

"Change your habits with others, chew candy maybe." Sela Bastian's.

"Bas!" Emelly whines and it looks so pretty in Bastian's eyes.

That lip, that eye, that cheek, Bastian was grinding it, until when he had to be tormented by his feelings.

Slowly but surely Bastian ventured to cut the distance. "If you can't with candy. Maybe with this one."

Bastian dropped his lips on Emelly's blushing lips then slowly gripped her.

Emelly's wide-eyed sign was shocked by the man's actions. But why does it feel like floating like this? Just a simple kiss Emelly has enjoyed it so much that it is slowly covered in beautiful netra.

Bastian got up from sitting standing bent over without taking off his lips. His hands encapsulate Emelly's jaw and propagate to the dense mound he had long imagined.

"Emm." The golden Bastian created a very seductive sighing sound.

Unknowingly Emelly stood holding his hand on the nape of Bastian, as bewitched Emelly resigned, again Emelly open-minded woman.

The breath collided with each other, sahut told her rumbling tempestuous. "So you want to be your woman, Bas?"

"No." Bastian's bell, once he was close to many women but with Emelly another sense of vibration.

"Then what is this?" Sergey Emelly, despite enjoying his lip battle just now, Emelly as if to refute. Bastian is not his opponent if love affairs.

"What if it turns out, I'm in love with the girl I took her virginity five years ago?" Bastian.

Emelly smiled obliquely. "How many girls have you wooed with these words?"

"Just you." Sela Bastian must be.

"I don't believe." Emelly shook his head while breaking their faces but Bastian increasingly pushed and pressed his body on the surface of the wall.

"In the beginning of meeting you, I admit I was only interested in your body. We did it and from that night on, I always remembered about you, your sigh, your touch, your kiss, everything."

"First after we finished. I deliberately moved you to a hotel room but then the boss called me for an important job. That night I came to you again. And you're not around."

"Why am I waiting for the man who broke me?"

"Of course I want to take responsibility" Sergea Bastian said. "But one month later, you smiled with my boss. You were so pretty and I was sick, but what else? You look happy, and Boss is the same, I can't break it even though I never did."

"You think I believe?" Refute Emelly. No matter how much his hand tried to escape, Bastian continued to curl it.

"Why did I keep your anklets all this time?" Obviously Bastian is reasonable, Bastian has a lot of lovers, keeping memories with women is very unlikely.

"At first the young mistress disguised herself as you, I was the first to know that she wasn't you, I memorized how you were shaped, I memorized how you sounded."

"Bas."

"I can only fantasize about the videos I keep myself. That sucks." Bastian presses Emelly's sexy body until the woman is able to feel the stab of a hardened object down there.

"Bas." Emelly shook her head.

"I love you, Emelly, what do you think I care about you? That's because I'm keeping a taste in you Emelly."

"Bas."

Emelly's eyes of rejection made Bastian self-conscious. "I'm not a man who deserves you, so sorry to stare at you like this." Just about to break up.

Emelly had already grabbed the collar of her jacket and landed an intoxicating kiss on her lips.

Voracious, maybe because they've sunk into the wrong abyss of love. Bastian is uniting their bodies. It was beautiful when the one who touched someone who touched his heart.

"Ah, um, ..." Emelly sighs right when Bastian obscures the curves of his body with hand palpation.

Tired of being attacked, Emelly pushed the chest of Bastian field to sit on the sofa and even fell on his back there.

Emelly pinched, then clenched his lips back, while Bastian greeted him with a squeeze that landed on the solid heap on Emelly's back.

Just for fun, maybe it's the beginning of their relationship, whether it will be like what the continuation of the story, which surely Emelly likes the smell of Bastian, Bastian's lip game and Bastian's erotic touch.

Kriii.... The burning excitement makes both of them indifferent to the device that has continuously asked for attention.

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...Hay Gaiss, I speed to finish this novel, Oya you read Second Wife yuk, because after this is over, I want the release of the sequel second Wife....