My Role with Young Master

Painfulness

In the office, young master Aras deliberately brought his trusted bodyguard who served in the residence of Ahmet. And right now they are talking in secret and no one else knows.

"How could my wife have gone out of the house, obviously the photo was genuine," young master Aras threw a printed photograph in front of his bodyguard, Dion.

Dion took the photo and looked at it carefully.

"But I am sure, sir. Non Naya was in her room. I'm not lying, sir!" dion argued with his stance.

"If my wife was in her room, who was in the picture? Moreover, I've checked to my best friend on a tech expert, and he said the photo was original without editing," the young master was very angry.

"How come? Who was in the room at the time? And how did non Naya get out? To get out of his room alone was always supervised let alone out of the Ahmet residence," asked Dion at length non-stop.

Bukkk

The young master suddenly threw a small miniature that hit Dion's burly body.

"Hey stupid, how do I know. My wife could not walk on her own without the help of others. Why are you asking back?" said the rude young master.

"I'm sorry, Sir!" Dion bowed in fear and obedience.

"You're responsible for this. Find out secretly, maybe in my house there is a traitor. You find out the man in the photo with Naya and the traitor as soon as possible!"

"All right, young master, I'll do it immediately!" said Dion obediently and turned to step outside the young master's room.

The young master clenched both of his hands, his thoughts chaotic and fleeting recalling the memories of his past.

"Arghhh .. Why did this happen? I thought Naya was the right woman for me, but she turned around like this."

"Eh wait, how did Naya get to know that guy? Is it possible that Naya's memory has recovered? Ah, sialll .. I have to find out in my own way."

The young master began to think of something plan that he would run to find out everything related in his household.

At 21:00 pm, the young master returned home. He deliberately came home at night because he wanted to neutralize his bad mood. He was scared because his anger was currently controlling him.

I was just pacing around the door waiting for the young master so very happy my husband had returned home. I published my smile as sweet as possible.

"Totally late night back home? A lot of work at the office?" soft ask.

"Yes, a week left the office so a lot of work. You haven't slept, Naya?" asked the young master who this time he smiled kindly at me and he also kissed my forehead.

"I can't sleep without you" I hugged her.

"Oh yeah, all right now let's go to the room. Want me to carry you?"

"No, shame ah."

"Ok, ok," the young master took my hand and we walked towards the room.

I am grateful for the change of young master who is starting to come back good to me again. Is it possible because I asked her this morning about her strange change coming home from Italy? Yes, maybe the young master was tired so he could have changed. I'm still thinking positively.

After finishing from his bath, young master Aras immediately approached me who was sitting on the bed. Intention to give a small massage to the young master, it turned out that my husband was holding me so tightly, kissing my head and hair. I am so happy to see my husband return to comfort and warmth to me, unlike last night.

"Hey, why are you hugging me like that?" I was curious because the young master's embrace was tightening and I had a little trouble breathing.

"I miss you, I haven't hugged you in a long time, kissed you."

"Hey, come on baby .. You still call yourself by MY word, I'm not your coworker, you know," I said protest.

"I'm used to it."

"Come on, it's just me and you."

"OK, me .. and you!" replied the young master awkwardly.

Young master Aras's grin looked beautiful but somehow he was so quick to obey what I wanted. Honestly, I've always wanted to ask my husband not to be so formal when talking to me.

And asking for it is not really difficult. But I feel like there's something strange about my husband. The change has confused me. In this day there are two very fast changing behaviors from him.

"If that's what you want, Naya. I'll give it to you, but there's gotta be a pay, baby!" inner young master Aras who grinned evilly.

"I miss you, Nay!" whispered the young master and immediately turned to touch my lips.

"I miss you too, my young master."

I smiled happily at that moment let alone the young master who was so warm.

We looked at each other, into the cradle of a romantic atmosphere.

Before long the young master pulled my neck quite roughly and he started kissing me slowly, but over time the kiss became wild and rough.

"Akhhh..," I screamed in pain.

My lips are bleeding because of the actions of the young master who bit my lips mischievously.

"Sorry baby. What pain?" ask the young master.

"It's obviously sick, baby."

"Sorry, my end .. uh .. I miss you. It's been a long time since we've been like this" said the young master with his flat face but his voice sounded calm.

It's weird, I feel like there's something different once tonight. It is not usual for young master to treat me like this let alone hurt me when we do romance. He's the one who always does with gentleness but this time he's doing with a little roughness.

Whether true or not with his words that did say that he missed me so much. Clearly, I only believe his words.

"Hows it? Shall we continue?" asked the young master while wiping the blood on my lips.

I just nodded, too.

The young master smiled and again kissed my lips tenderly, and we paused once in a while to catch our breath.

Again the young master kissed me very gently, but over time the soft kiss turned into a lustful and rough kiss, he grabbed my hair and I was in pain.

I felt dizzy, so I accidentally pushed my husband's body so much pain that I got.

"Stopnnnn!!" I shouted a little loudly.

"Good, scream as loud as Naya can. I love listening to your pain. This is nothing compared to your betrayal," the young master's inner being was annoyed by his evil grin.

The stuffy, tightness and pain gathered into one.

"Why? What's up?" asked my husband a little annoyed as seen from the look in his eyes.

"Ma-sorry .. I was unintentionally," I said in fear.

The young master approached me back then grabbed my face and looked at me sharply, implied full of anger and resentment.

"Hey, come on, baby. We have not had a long time of affection," said the young master persuaded.

I just kept quiet, but the young master never stopped acting on me again. A cold aura filled the current atmosphere. He touched my back by putting his hand in my back shirt. It was at that moment that the young master clawed at my body leaving a sore and an incision wound.

It's very painful. I can't hold myself back anymore. I have to rebel.

"Please stop it!!" my screams this time shed tears.

The young master stopped his action and looked back at my crying face.

"You're hurting me. What are you really doing?" I asked the young master who was still looking at me.

I fell down in fear and cried not daring to look him in the face.

"Sleep, it's night!" said the young master with a regretful tone.

Instead of answering my question, the young master told me to go to bed and then he stepped off onto the balcony after grabbing his cell phone for him to call someone.

Seriate....