QUEENA (Your Wife Is My Prisoner)
OBSTINATELY
"Take me off!" Queena screamed full of anger because her two hands that could move, now instead handcuffed to the treatment bed.
What exactly did Brachon mean to treat Queena like this.
"Brachon! Lepaskan aku!" Teriak Queena lagi meluapkan amarahnya pada Brachon yang entah berada di dalam kamar perawatan entah tidak.
But Queena doesn't care!
Queena just wants to scream now.
"Brachon asshole, motherfucker, coward!"
"Take me off or just kill me!"
"Why did you do this to me!"
"Bast jerk man! Baj*ngan fucker!"
"Coward!" Queena continued to shout out all the anger inside her chest.
"You're so noisy, Queen! Doesn't your throat hurt?" A man's voice rang out daei to the right of Queena . But that's not Brachon. That was the guy who called me Brachon...
Vin!
Vincent! Aye!
Tai the man was as fucked as Brachon for not helping Queena.
"Vin, let me go!" Queena's bluff is fierce on Vincent. Not long after, there was laughter from Vincent who seemed to be mocking Queena.
"Did you just tell me?" Brachon asked in between his laughter.
"Take me off, you son of a bitch!" An upset Queena finally turns to cursing Vincent.
"Fuck? Thank you for the compliment, "it's Vincent's kekeh that's really making Queena a drag right now.
"I'm scolding you!" Queena shouted at Vincent.
"I know! You think I'm a stupid man, huh?" Vincent spoke cynically, then his hand felt support Queena's back.
"What do you want?" Queena squirms and is about to jerk Vincent's hand on his back, though Queena can't move much because of the damn handcuffs holding Queena's hands together.
"I'm actually lazy to do this too! If Brachon hadn't" Vincent wouldn't have continued, and the man instead called someone from the door.
"Where's the handcuff key?" Ask Vincent who he knows.
Perhaps the man who had covered Queena's face and head was scaring this black cloth.
Queena could feel Vincent now opening the handcuffs in his hands. Soon Queena moved quickly to cross Vincent's hand which was tightly gripping his arm.
"Where are you going, huh?" Ask Vincent who seems to have been wary of the movement that might be done by Queena.
"Let go of my hand!" Queena snapped as she continued to try to release her hand from Vincent's grip.
"Deliver!" Queena shouted again which even made Vincent laugh out loud. If now Queena's face wasn't covered by a black cloth, maybe Queena would also spit at this crazy man in front of her.
Why does Queena have to meet two crazy and cruel men named Vincent and Brachon Ley?
Vincent releases the handcuffs in the hands of the other Queen, then turns the handcuffs of Queena's two hands into one. How bagis! Is Queena a prisoner now?
Queena remained silent as Vincent called a nurse to bring the chair closer to the treatment bed. Slowly Queena tried to move her legs which she could already feel and she moved.
Goody!
Queena will run away right now after her....
"Let's go"
Bugh!
"Aarrgghh!" Vincent who lost his balance and fell to the floor immediately groaned. Just then, Queena quickly tried to get off the treatment bed, then was about to run. But Queena seemed to forget the last time she stood and walked, because her legs momentarily became hollow and unable to support her body, when Queena stepped on the floor.
Queena immediately fell to the floor and the woman immediately snorted in frustration with her failed escape plan.
"Where do you think you're going, huh?" Vincent has quickly approached Queena who is trying to open the cover. Queena also tries to get up, then crawls away from Vincent.
After trying hard, Queena finally managed to get rid of her face cover. The woman kept inching back away from Vincent who was twitching slowly as if she just wanted to scare Queena.
"You running?"
"Sana run!" Vincent ejeked at Queena who kept pulling her body to retreat towards the treatment room door.
"Wake up and run, Queen! Why just crawl like a baby?" Vincent's lead again.
"Basic fucker!" Maki Queena is emotional while continuing to retreat and move away from Vincent. Until finally Queena's body hit something.
Nah!
It's like a pair of legs...
"He wanted to escape, but he seemed to have forgotten how to walk and run" Vincent reported to the man whose leg Queena had hit just now. Queena immediately turned her head, then looked up to see a face that Queena was not supposed to see.
Goddamn bum!
"You're really stubborn, Queen?" Brachon had already crouched down, then grabbed Queena's chin and slightly raised it.
"Take me off, you son of a bitch!" Queena shouted boldly at Brachon who immediately laughed out loud.
"You'll definitely let go, after I'm done playing around with you!" Brachon said, still holding Queena's chin. Brachon stared intently at Queena who instantly replied to him with a sharp look as well.
"I'll never be your toy!" Queena's sharp hiss instantly made Brachon laugh cynically.
"Then what do you want, huh?"
"You run away on all fours? Want to scream for help at the people out there?" Brachon returns laughing like crazy.
"It won't be that easy, Queen!" Brachon grabbed a handful of Queena's hair and pulled it by force until the woman screamed.
"Geezrear!"
"It won't be so easy that you're out of Brachon Ley's grasp!" Brachon dragged Queena roughly, then landed the body on the wheelchair violently as well. Queena grimaced with Brachon's cruel treatment of him.
A nurse who had been silent since then, immediately put Queena in a wheelchair. The woman was still grimacing, feeling the hairs on her head that almost missed due to Brachon's rough craving.
"Sit's enough to sit sweet and be a submissive Queen! Then I won't hurt you!" Brachon accused and gave a warning to Queena who immediately looked at him fiercely.
"In your dreams, Ley!"
"I'll never be sweet let alone be a submissive Queena to a baj*ngan and a coward like you!" Queena's cry full of emotion immediately returned to provoke Brachon's anger. The man cupped the rough face of Queena with one hand then returned Queena's fierce gaze with a gaze that was no less fierce.
"Do I need to hurt Good and Barley too so that you can be a submissive Queen to me?" The sizzle of Brachon that immediately turned Queena's eyes widened.
Good and Barley?
How could Brachon know about them too?
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