PRISONER OF LOVE LOVE THE WIDOWER

PRISONER OF LOVE LOVE THE WIDOWER
THE SEASON 4 Part 62. Priviledge



This weekend I ended up at Ryohei's house. The problem is over, we can finally enjoy our togetherness. And later Ryohei became too sweet to resist.


"Every weekend Honey stays, I've asked permission to bring you here. Starting next week I'll pick you up back here every Friday night agreed."


"Seek very coercive permission." His hand held me tightly and in an instant I was already within his power.



"You like a little coercion. Confess and I miss you so much..." Ciu*man can't wait to be too tickling. Lying down next to him was always full of temptation.


"You know what Sayuri said, Yumi once followed you to your room. What's he doing." I close my eyes when I kiss her*nnnya touch lehe*rku.


"Hmm. she offered me a massage when I said I was tired of talking to her."


"What a dare. It turned out that the Japanese girl from the respectable family was not conservative either..." I laugh. "What's your answer then?" I stopped kissing her, looked her in the eye, but she was still unstoppable, she was aiming at my lips kissing me with a hunting breath while the one down there was so pressing, wanting me.


"Why do you keep talking about it, do you feel like you're competing?"


"No, it's just nice to hear the story of your rival's defeat."


"You never had a rival."


"You're so sweet." I'm flattered now.


"That's not important to discuss. You smell so good Honey, ..." Getting rid of my hand, he tried to get himself to his destination, entering his warm home. "You're very smart massaging. The massage of anyone is unparalleled." No. He's not talking about my hand but something else down there.


"Ehm, you are too ... " Eranga*nku made him grow excited.


"Too what?"


"Too much talk."


"Some are impatient. I'm just as impatient with you." And the world feels like it belongs to both of us now.


"You're happy with me Honey." The question between me who was about to fall asleep next to him, made me open my eyes and touch his chin.


"We haven't fought all this time, everything's fine now. If we fight, I think I have you who's more level-headed. And you're always there when I need to. Nothing doesn't make me happy. More importantly you make me feel like I can be myself. Thanks for that."


"I love you, you make me feel like I have a whole family again. Even if you're not Sayuri's mother, but you can be her sister, she trusts you, ...I sometimes don't think I'm this lucky." Sometimes I don't think I'm this lucky, a few months ago I was in a state of surrender, maybe my life won should be alone.


Maybe my wait paid off. Everything is perfect now.


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During the weekend, I chatted with Sayuri as usual, Ryohei is still on top, there is a phone call from Osaka. We'll go for a walk of three.


There was a bell at the door, because Mayumi had a day off, Sayuri opened the door.


"Dear darling, how are you. Brother brought food for you. Your dad exists?" A cheerful female voice. I glanced towards the door. Don't-don't it's that woman, Yumi.


"Ohh it's okay I just for a moment, yesterday I arrived here, Brother just wanted to visit you guys. I remember you guys love Italian food. I bought you the best."


"Thank you, come in, brother. Of course Sayuri couldn't resist it. He's brought food."


"All right." She went into the living room because Sayuri had to put food inside, I sat on the sofa of the living room. I don't want him to see me.


"Hi, ..." I greeted him first.


"This is Shiori's sister."


"Sayuri you mentioned Brother Shiori once, so this is Brother Shiori's." Sayuri ever mention my name in front of her? Waw.


"This is Brother Shiori."


"Hallo, I'm Shiori happy to meet you." I return the bow.


"I'm Yumi. Doctor Yumi. If you want to do skincare, you can come to my clinic in Tokyo." He gave me his card. I bowed to accept it. He just wanted to show off.


"Miss Yumi ..." I should mention his full name as part of courtesy. But since this was not part of the official meeting, I did not feel the need to reply giving my card.


"You're Sayuri's friend, she mentioned you once, today I just met you. You're so pretty..." Maybe it was a compliment to himself. You know the image of beauty doctors, they also have to be perfectly beautiful. Shiny blow hair, perfect casual dress, she's all that women want. Maybe he is younger than me anyway. He is perfect.


"You are very beautiful Yumi-san. Sit down." I now act like a homeowner. "You want some tea?" He may wonder why I offered him tea.


"Can. Did Shiori-san come here often, you sort of have a family relationship for Sayuri." Family relations, Ryohei said I was his family and Yumi was only a guest, I just wanted to answer I was his family, but Sayuri snatched my answer first.


"Yes, he belongs to the family. Of course." Sayuri answered him, she smiled at me, while I let her answer, I pretended to be busy making tea for her because Masumi was not around. Ryohei should have answered that question.


"Oh, from your father's side or your mother's side?" He asked Sayuri because she was still curious.


"Ehm, from Dad of course, he's very, very close to Dad." Sayuri is determined to make this an endless puzzle, I inevitably grimace amusedly. He looked at me with a big smile. 'Very close to Dad' that sentence is very ambiguous. I glanced at Sayuri and she winked at me.


"Ohhhh very close, meaning a possible cousin." Yumi made her own guess. I don't know how to answer, choose to be quiet and smile, not agree or deny. Let him know for himself, then let Ryohei tell him. And Sayuri chose not to answer either.


"Silver in the drink." I politely placed the tea I made on the guest table.


"You visit here often. Three weeks ago my mom and I were here for a week. Me, Ryohei and Sayuri spent a lot of time together."


"Ohh yes Sayuri story. Said you opened a new clinic in Tokyo, congratulations on your new venture." I'd better talk general stuff.


"Ohh Sayuri turned out to be telling you too."


"Of course, I like mackerel pizza because you suggested it." Sayuri who was drinking spouted her drink so that she coughed.


"Sister Shiori! You don't see me drinking!" Sayuri happily got angry at me.


"Ohh sorry dear." I couldn't hold my laughter either. I don't understand if he understands my insinuations, but Sayuri said he has a less sensitive disease.