My wife Slave of Lust
Truth 2
...THE POV LIANA ALVIDA PART 4...
"Vida ... What are you doing?!" baron shouted as I tried to slash the wrist. This is the second time I want to say hello to death first before he comes to pick me up. Baron then snatched the razor that I had found in the nightstand drawer earlier.
"You're crazy, aren't you?!" hardiknya seemed to not accept my actions that really make no sense. No longer does it make sense, but rather has no sense of mind.
"Let me die, Baron!" my groan with a body that is still struggling, wants to seize the razor that is in his hands. He still persisted in defending it, even throwing it into the trash.
I, who had darkened my eyes, ran over to the trash can and tried to find a small weapon that could bring me to death. However, the Baron did not remain silent. He held me back tightly, pulled me back, dragged me to the bed, and then locked me under his cage.
Yes, after finding me on the side of the road earlier, the Baron took me to his apartment located not far from that place. I, who was already desperate for the fate of life, no longer think long to re-enact the act of killing myself.
And ... here we are now!
...💔...
"Hem .. Your acting is too much, dear!" tympanic Baron when my body no longer rebelled. A dashing smile fell flat on both corners of his lips, accompanied by a mocking sneer.
"really? I even feel this has not reached the level of totality," I argue with both eyebrows interlocked and lips pursed. Then, a split second later my sneaky grin rose at both corners of the lips. While stroking her firm jaw overgrown with voluptuous fine hair, I landed a brief kiss on her lips.
She looked so happy, then laid her body beside me. "Do you really love her?" ask her in a dubious tone.
"You know for yourself, my feelings for Ibra are nothing but a charade. Isn't this our mutual agreement? Why do you doubt me now?" My head was drawn to my head, feeling the loss of trust from the man who had long been my lover, long before I was married to Ibra.
Seeing my expression that instantly turned mellow, the Baron directly overshadowed my body in a single jolt. Blending our two neutrals for a few seconds, then putting our lips together.
Initially, the movement of these lips impressed calm with a little cheek from the two of us. However, over time Baron's lip game increasingly bringas accompanied by the roar of hunting breath. Of course, this is what I've been waiting for. Not wanting to lose to him, I was even more crazy with the shrewdness I had.
Until finally, the Baron could no longer hold back. Slowly but surely he stripped away all the cloths that covered my body and body, and then stuttered every curve of this body, which could ignite my passion to the top of wisdom on a silent night.
...💔...
I've been with Baron for a long time. We have also been in business together for a long time. Prohibited business that you already know about.
Yeah, I guess you can guess by now. Sure enough, my marriage to Ibra was just a mask. As a hiding shield so that what we run so far is not smelled by the public and even the state apparatus.
Why should Ibra? Yes, because Ibra is a public figure. So, no one will be able to suspect that this wife is a dangerous figure to watch out for.
While Vazo's presence, he was merely a diversion so that Ibra would not suspect even the slightest of my estranged relationship with Baron. Vazo loves me impeccably, but not the other way around. Are you saying that I'm a slave of N-a-f-s-u? Yes, you can use those two words now, as Ibra suggested.
In essence, everything that happened so far has been predicted and planned carefully. Until finally, I had to end my relationship with Ibra by engineering my own death. Through a change of roles with a silicone doll that has long been prepared by the Baron to trick the family. Do not forget, the police and health workers who also plunge into the supporting role to achieve the success of our plan.
