QUEENA (Your Wife Is My Prisoner)

TERMS

Queen shook her head and teeus refused the food that the maid fed her.

"Miss Queen, you must eat to heal quickly!" Said the maid begging.

A few hours ago, when Queena woke up, she only found a maid in her treatment room. Neither Brachon nor Vincent exists at all.

But good, because Queena was also lazy to see the faces of the two annoying men.

"Miss Queen!" Persuade the maid again.

"Keep that food away because I won't eat it!" Queena's orders were firm and a little fierce.

"But you have to eat-"

"I don't want to get well!" Cut Queena fast.

"I want to die soon! So I won't eat as hard as you force!" Said the Queen again as she turned and turned back to the maid.

That's when it sounded annoying crackling from the direction of the treatment room door.

Goddamn bum!

Just now Queena was relieved not to see Brachon, now the man had even come to Queena's treatment room.

"So, you want to die and not get well, Queen?" Brachon asked who had walked over to Queena's bed.

"You want to make Barley grieve and cry incessantly for your death?" Brachon stared in disbelief at Queena, then the man shook his head.

"Ckckckl! You really are a great mother! Don't you feel sorry for Barley?" Brachon continued again which only made Queena grieve.

"Barley might have cried and felt like she was losing me by now! It's been months since I left it and it's all because of you!"

"You son of a bitch, Brachon Ley!" Queena finally couldn't bear to curse at Brachon.

"Why don't you let me go or just give me a chance to meet Barley?"

"Why?" Queena morning's screams vented her anger at Brachon.

"You want to see Barley? I'll give you a chance" Brachon suddenly said, which immediately made Queena widen her eyes.

"A chance on condition!" Decih Queena seemed to understand.

"Smart!" Brachon smiled cunningly and Queena was really fed up with the man in front of her.

"But take it easy, this time it won't take six months." Brachon had approached Queena, then rubbed the side of the woman's face.

"It only took a day and a night. And if you can be the Queen I want to be in a day's time, you can go home and see Barley!"

"I let you go" whispered Brachon who momentarily regained hope in Queena's heart.

"What am I supposed to do for a day last night?" Queena looked at Brachon.

"Being the Queen I want to be. You must have known how to." Brachon removed the buttons on his shirt sleeve, then rolled up to his elbow.

"I'll do it!" Queena said firmly and determinedly.

"But the first of course you have to be able to get up and be energetic. Because if you're that weak, you won't be the Queen I want!" Brachon reminded of the condition of Queena who is currently still lying on a treatment bed, with an infusion needle stuck in her right hand.

"I'll get up and eat, then I'll quickly go home and be the Queen you want," Queena's determination once again made Brachon smile with satisfaction.

"What a good one, Queen! I like that spirit of yours!" Whisper Brachon before then the man****** Queena lips.

"Reply, the Queen I want!" Brachon gave a warning while pressing Queena's head.

Queena immediately stretched her lips and gave Brachon deeper access. The woman closed her eyes as she felt a crack from Brachon's lips deepening.

It won't be long, Queen!

It won't be long!

****

"Good day, Mr. Ley!" Sapa maid who was assigned to look after Queena as long as the woman was treated in the hospital. In addition to the two maids, there were a few bodyguards as well of course outside the Queena treatment room who were always on standby twenty-four hours.

"Make sure he's finishing his meal!" brachon's message was resolute to the maid, before the man stepped out of Queena's treatment room.

"Okay, Mr. Ley!"

Brachon continued his steps towards the elevator, and Vincent, who had been waiting for Brachon in front of the treatment room, hurriedly followed his boss.

"Brach!"

"Brach, I think you're too rash to make up your mind!" Said Vincent who was trying to equalize the pace with Brachon m.

"Don't I tell you not to let your guard down! Why are you so easily influenced by that woman these days?" Vincent said again along with the elevator door that was already open. Brachon did not immediately respond to Vincent's opinion just now, and the man went inside.loft with a relaxed facial expression.

"Brach!"

"I've been thinking about it!" Brachon said as he stared at the screen above the elevator door that showed the floor number the elevator was passing through.

"But I don't think you're thinking about it carefully! You've been influenced by the Queen and now, even that woman has power over you!"

"Queen is your toy, Brach! Why do you want to be driven and arranged by your toys?" Cerocos Vincent expresses his opinion, which turns out to be making Brachon go up in blood now.

Brachon pushes Vincent's body against the elevator wall, then the man grips Vincent's collar and looks at him fiercely.

"I told you not to hunt me!"

"I know what I'm doing and even though I'm currently allowing Queen to meet Barley or her family, that woman will still never escape my clutches!"

"Queen will remain my prisoner until I get bored of him." The sizzle of Brachon stared at Vincent.

"And you who know nothing, better shut up!" Brachon snapped again as he pushed Vincent's body once more.

The elevator beacon indicates that they have arrived on the destination floor, making Brachon immediately release his grip on Vincent. Brachon tidied up his shirt, still staring fiercely at the assistant.

"Have it!" Brachon once again pointed out that the elevator door was finally open. Brachon then steps out, leaving Vincent only able to grumble in his heart, and then follows Brachon.

Yes, although upset at Brachon, but Vincent must be professional because after all, he is still Brachon's subordinate!

****

"When can I go home, Doctor?" Queena asked after the doctor finished checking her condition. The nurse gave the results of the latest blood test.

"The medicine is working well and the infection has been greatly reduced." Doctor mangosteen.

"Maybe tomorrow or the day after, if your condition has completely recovered"

"I'm recovering, Doctor!" Sela Queena is as sure as possible.

"It's still not Queen!"

"You should be completely recovered and healthy when you come out, as Brachon requested, because you're going on a trip."

Queena was immediately shocked as the Doctor said about the trip.

Travel where?

"What trip?" Queena asked confusedly.

"Brachon will take you on vacation" explained the doctor, smiling. At the same time, the door of the parlor room had been opened from the outside, and Queena reflexively turned to look at who had come.

"That's Brachon! You ask yourself," concluded the doctor before finally the middle-aged doctor resigned. The door to the treatment room was closed again, and now there were only Queena and Brachon in the room.

"You look fresher!" Said Brachon who went straight to Queena. And the next thing the man did, of course Queena had memorized it out of his head. Because for a week Queena was treated, Brachon must have done it every time the man came to visit.

Yes, the man seemed to come to visit Queena only to vent the depraved n*fsu and fulfill his obsession on the lips and body of Queena.

Queena also still does not understand what makes Brachon interested in him who is clearly married and already has a son. Aren't there a lot of sexy women out there that Brachon can get very easily?

"Mmmmpphhh!" Queena groaned as Brachon pressed his head even more strongly and forced him to exchange saliva.

"I can wear you for a minute!" Brachon muttered then on the sidelines of his pagutan with Queena.

The man had already pulled out Queena's blanket, then also pulled the patient's shirt worn by Queena.

"You're going to do it here" Queena's voice choked when Brachon had already jolted in roughly without a capable warm-up.

Basic baj*ngan!

Queena grimaced and her hands gripped both sides of the treatment bed as Brachon began to move.

Damnit damnit!

It feels so painful!

"Where are you taking me? The doctor said" Queena paused her sentence for a moment, as the damned gallons began to permeate her bloodstream.

Queena tried not to get excited when Brachon raped her like this. But this was the normal reaction of her body and Queena could never resist.

"What did the doctor say to you?" Brachon asked, and he threw out his own even harder.

"The doctor said you'd take me on vacation."

"Mmph-" Queena held back her des*han and the woman immediately bit her lower lip.

"Don't be like that!"

"Mendes*h because I love to hear it!"

"I enjoyed it" Brachon said again as he briefly kissed Queena's lips. The man actively moves down there

"So where are you taking me, huh?"

"Bring me into the wilderness?" Queena asked again on the sidelines des*han and his moans.

Yes, there is no need to judge about Queena who enjoys this Brachon game!

Because Queena was not very much enjoying it and all this des*han was just a normal reaction from Queena's body!

"Your mind is too far away!" Brachon laughed a little but the energy from the rain did not feel small.

"You remember the one-day promise of being the Queen Brachon wanted, right?" Brachon reminded Queena.

"Yes." Yeah."

"I want us to do it in one special place!" Brachon again explained to Queena.

"Where?" Queena asked curiously.

"You'll find out later!" Brachon plunges hers deeply, as Queena feels something warm flooding into her womb.

At least, Queena should not be afraid that he will contain the seeds of the man baj*ngan on it, because Brachon himself had anticipated with contraceptive injections that he routinely gave to Queena.

Currently the concern Queena is Mas Bagus.

Is Queena's husband going to accept her one day, after all the disgusting things Brachon did to Queena?

.

.

.

Thank you for stopping by.