QUEENA (Your Wife Is My Prisoner)

WHAT CURE?

When Brachon said that Queena would accompany him tonight to attend an event, Queena thought that there might be many people he would meet. But Queena's guess was wrong!

It's too naive for Queena to think that way. The position of Queena who is a captive of Brachon certainly makes Brachon very impossible to show Queena to anyone let alone to his coworkers. Not to mention the possibility of Queena will run away if Brachon takes her to meet a lot of people....

Ya, Brachon bukan pria bodoh dan pastinya pria itu sudah mempertimbangkan segala aspek. Dan Brachon tidak akan mengambil resiko apapun yang sekiranya merugikan dirinya.

Hhhh!

You're dealing with a crazy psychopath, Queen!

So what else did you expect?

Ting!

The sound of the elevator jolts Queena's daydream. A fairly strong wind immediately hit Queena's face, as soon as the elevator door opened.

Brachon pulls Queena's hand out of the elevator. And from where Queena was standing right now, the woman could only see the top of the surrounding buildings.

Queena is on the top floor of Brachon Ley's SkyLeyland Tower. The wilderness of the tall building around the building owned by Brachon Ley that drab during the day, tonight turned charming with flickering lights.

"Why are there no other guests?" A silly question came out of Queena's lips.

"Because it's a private event!" Brachon answered while pulling out a chair for Queena.

"Sit down!" Brachon's next commandment and Queena's only obedient. Brachon flipped the glass in front of Queena and poured the drink from the bottle into the glass.

"I've never had a drink, Brach!" Queena refused, as Brachon finished filling Queena's glass and his own.

"Can I drink something else?" Queena asked again in negotiations.

"No other drinks!" Brachon stared firmly at Queena.

"I don't need a drink then!" Gumam Queena while crossing.

"Of course you have to drink and finish, Queen!" Brachon said lightly, inserting two pills into the Queena drink. The pill immediately reacted to create small bubbles and it did not take long, the two pills had disappeared and dissolved into the Queena drink.

What medicine was that?

The drugs?

Or the drug per*ngsang?

Ah, yes!

Queena saw it in the movie.

These two pills are per*ngsang drugs!

"Now, drink your drink and spend it!" Sizzle Brachon with a commanding tone. The man had already raised Queena's glass and thrust it at Queena.

"Why did you put per*ngsang into my drink?" Queena asked while looking sharp at Brachon who was immediately small.

"You already know what it looks like!"

"I'm not a stupid, innocent woman!" His Queena sharp.

"Yes! I believe!" Brachon stared lightly at the queena arab.

"I've become a submissive Queen today! I didn't rebel or fight and would've done everything you said"

"Not everything!" Sergey Brachon cut.

"You haven't finished your drink, Queen!" Brachon said again.

"I don't want to drink it!" Queena said firmly with a stern look also at Brachon.

"You said you wouldn't rebel, Queen! Do you want me to slash Barley's neck?" Shouted Brachon throws a threat that became Queena's weakness.

"Never disturb my son's life!" Queena's fury held within her.

"Because I want to see an aggressive and passionate Queena serving me!" Brachon's whisper again reveals the reason for giving Queena the devil's medicine.

"You shouldn't have to do that!" Queena grabbed her glass from the table and took a deep breath several times.

"Because I will definitely serve you wholeheartedly!" Queena continues again which only makes Brachon grieve.

"You think I'm gonna believe your bullshit?" Brachon took hold of the glass that was now in Queena's hand, then guided slowly, so that Queena began to gulp the contents.

Queena closed her eyes, as the edges of the glass began to touch her lips. Brachon slowly raised the glass legs until finally, the liquid in the glass entered slowly into Queena's mouth.

"Yes, like that, Queen!" Brachon smiled with satisfaction as Queena finally sipped the drink in her glass. The woman immediately grimaced as she felt her throat burning.

This was really the first time that Queena had drunk liquor and now Queena's throat was so hot.

Brachon put the empty Queena glass on the table! The man then gulped down a drink in his glass and Brachon's facial expression was just plain ordinary.

Yeah, that guy must've been used to drinking!

"Now let's dance, Queen!" Invite Brachon while encouraging Queena to stand up. Queena slightly staggered because Queena's head felt like it was being pierced by a needle. It seems like this is the effect of the liquor earlier, in addition to Queena's body who suddenly felt angry.

Queena poked her arms around Brachon's neck as her eyes slowly faded. Queena's breath is also starting to hunt now.

Faintly, Queena could feel the soft music that either came from inside Queena's head or there was indeed someone tuning it.

"You like it?" Brachon asked whose body had started to move following the music Queena was listening to as well. Queena, who was still holding her arm around Brachon's neck, moved in following Brachon's movements. Queena's hand had even started to move and rub Brachon's face.

With a breath of breath, Queena stared into Brachon's face. The misty gaze of passion the effect of the medicine that Brachon had put into the drink Queena. Queena even moved her hand and instead stroked Brachon's face. That made Brachon smile with satisfaction.

"Feeling hot?" Brachon lightly rubbed Queena's face, then the woman immediately closed her eyes, as if enjoying the touch done by Brachon.

"Wait!" Des*h Queena held Brachon's hand to keep touching his face. Queena clasped Brachon's hand, then guided the hand to touch every part of his skin.

Yeah, it feels really fun!

Queena's breath was getting breathless, when Brachon had moved to be behind Queena. The man then kissed the nape of Queena who began to squirm.

"I want it," raced Queena who was beginning to lose her mind. Queena turned to face Brachon, and with her n*fsu she scooped Brachon's lips.

But Brachon just mel*mat sebenatr Queena lips, before then the man otu end it.

"Brach!" Queena beseeched as she held Brachon back from staying away.

"Brach.." Queena's breath was still puffing and the woman tried to scoop Brachon's lips again. But it looks like Brachon deliberately toyed with Queena and did not immediately give what Queena asked for.

Queena also began to mingle indistinctly, and the woman grabbed her own hair, in order to vent her passion that had risen in the crown. Queena needs an impingement now!

Queena needs an impingement!

While Brachon who saw Queena was so agitated, while wriggling and grabbing her hair just smiled with satisfaction. The man was still standing while keeping his distance from Queena. Brachon then took a bottle containing drinks on the table, and downed the contents to the toilet.

"Brach! Where're you?"

"Why did you leave me." Queena looked confused and the woman's body began to stagger to and fro.

Brachon who was satisfied to drink, finally approached Queena and without warning immediately mel*mat Queena's lips wildly.

Queena, who was initially excited, was finally able to compensate for Brachon's pagutan. The two humans were dissolved in a pagutan and heat struggle, as if they did not care, if now they are still in the rooftop area of the SkyLeyland Tower building.

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