My Secret Life's

Chapter 161: Iska is

How complicated is your life? When your family is like this. And until when I part from you. I miss you too much.~ the inner figure.

Leaving the turmoil of a sad figure, in a dark room someone was frightened by grasping the blanket. His eyes were looking for a ray of light. "Where am I? Why am I here? Who took me?"

Chequek.....

Ctics....

The sound of the switch was pressed down and the light flashed brightly, making the eyes of a woman in bed blink repeatedly. The silhouette of a shadow of a man approached him. "You....."

"Iska, I brought you some food. I will bribe you." said a middle-aged man entering his secret room.

Iska looked at the man who was walking closer and closer. The faint face slowly became clearer. A familiar voice, stirred up anger in his heart. Iska's eyes looked up and wanted to scratch the face of the man in front of her, but her hands were tied. "Deliver! Are you less satisfied? I told you hundreds of times not to show up again! But.empt."

Iska's lips were silenced with******** the lips of the man who became an ingrained hatred in her simple life. The rough pagutan broke off and the middle-aged man sat beside Iska, while picking up the tray that was lying down while carrying out the plunder. "Eat!"

"I'd rather die!" iska's job is to throw away face.

The middle-aged man's hand gripped Iska's chin to stare at her. The two look together. Iska harbors flames of rage and the middle-aged man harbors an obsession. "Until this moment, I still love you. Only you! My life is useless without you beside me. So don't fuck around! I can do anything to get you. ANYTHING!"

"What do you think, with all this treasure and intelligence. Then your opponent loses? It's too shallow, you're nothing more than the tip of my beloved man's fingernails." Iska looked at the middle-aged man cynically.

Almost a dozen years, but the pain in Iska's heart never goes out. The flames were still burning and now were piled with new embers. No matter how much torture he would receive, uncovering the whole truth had to be done. How can a middle-aged man say love, when the feeling called love is mere obsession.

"Aliska Arandah! Listen to me carefully. You are only mine! Yesterday, now and tomorrow! Anyone who dares to separate you from me, then I will destroy their lives." said the middle-aged man by forcing something down there.

Well, Iska is the middle-aged man's favorite name for Aliska Aranda.

Food trays were no longer available, deftly silencing Aliska's mouth with a scarf. Sometimes making his beloved woman silenced will be better, his love will get a place in its own way. "You're mine forever."

The whisper of death, made Aliska shake her head. The middle-aged man's words, reminiscent of one unforgettable night. The night that Aliska's entire dream world was shattered with a stream of blood coming out of her white valley. The middle-aged man's hand flicked the blanket, Aliska's eyes rounded.

His body was plain with many traces of red. How could he not realize, but it feels just dreaming of romance events. "Beautiful isn't. I will teach you what love means. You're thinking, I'm just the end of his fingernails. Does he want to touch your body? Even looking at you he won't."

Silent…

"Just start here." said the middle-aged man and took a sip at the top of one of Aliska's twin hills.

Aliska's legs were locked, her hands tied and her mouth silenced. Complete already suffering and rejection of any kind, has no results whatsoever. The middle-aged man who now controlled his innocent body, so spirit touched, tracing every curve and inch up and down like a slide.

"All yours is still the same. Enjoy and nothing will replace him. Wait a minute, I'll take off all my clothes."

An opportunity not to miss Iska, the middle-aged man descended from above her body. Make Iska pull the blanket with both her legs. His efforts were only stared at by a middle-aged man who was busy releasing buttons for the sake of buttons on his shirt. "Patience. I'll give you the best, baby."

Sure enough, both hands of the middle-aged man caught Iska's legs and lifted her up on her back. "I like the tops before the warm-up. Do you remember how much we enjoyed the first night?"

You're nuts! How to mention the night by robbing me of my crown, considered the first night. It is not love that is in your heart, but obsession without limitations. ~batin Aliska while enduring the pain below.

"Aaaarrrrgggghhh.." exclaimed the middle-aged man by releasing a burst of heat from his eggplant into the white valley of Iska.

"Yours are very different, so many years it still feels the same. Every swipe is like a new hinge and I really enjoy everything you have."

Without letting go of his eggplant, the middle-aged man chose to lock Iska's body in his arms. Leaving the madness of the obsession of love. Rania was stunned when she entered Asfa's room and saw a doctor sitting on the floor with her hands clasped.

"Deliver! What are you doing?" Rania approaches Asfa's bed and makes Vans open his eyes.

"Haloo's? Are you daydreaming?" cecar Rania did not get any response from Vans.

Vans took off his hand and got up from the floor. I don't know how long he slept because he was tired. "Please take care of Queen. I'll clean up first."

Rania's eyes twisted not understanding, who asked and who gave the order. "Whatever! Don't come back."

Vans did not care about Rania's babble and took her backpack. Without asking, Vans went into the bathroom. Rania wants to protest, but her energy is tired for tonight's show. "For tonight you are free, tomorrow do not hope.''

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