
Hi Brother for the story of Lunna Andersean, Brother Romeo in this novel
Synopsis :
As a result of not being able to resist the desire for boker. Lunna Andersean had to break down the toilet door in which two human beings were making friendly outings. He thought, toilet occupants will not be angry, but vice versa. Lazy Lunna argued, forcibly evicted and immediately resolved her desires.
Without Lunna knowing that the inhabitants of the toilet, it turns out to have a grudge against him. Jack Harlow is a handsome and charming CEO.
Revenge burns, making Jack avenge his heartache through Lunna. Without a second thought Jack asked Lunna to marry a contract.
In order to maintain the good name of the family, Lunna was finally forced to agree, after being threatened repeatedly. Jack thinks the plan will work, but who would have thought, Lunna is not a cowardly woman and easy to bully. Even Jack is overwhelmed to face Lunna and trapped in his game.
Will Jack and Lunna love each other? Then how is the fate of their marriage after the takbir of the past revealed?
Footage
Chapters 1.
Sugar Entertainments.
Make Up Artist Room.
"Christin! I have to go to the toilet, my stomach hurts a lot." Lunna cried out loudly, as she got up from the chair. MUA who was sitting next to her body accidentally dropped a make up brush. With a swift stump the woman bent over, one hand outstretched, grabbing a brush on the floor.
"Whats?! Lunna in a minute we'll meet Mr. Alabama, and you're just going to the toilet now?! Just be right. Can't! Hold first!" Kristin panicked not to play, how not, in the last seconds of meeting with the most important person in Los Angeles, Lunna wanted to go to the toilet.
Lunna growled. Both of his neutrals glared sharply. "You crazy or what?! You want me to fart in front of Mr. Alabama." In a hurry the 178 cm tall woman walked towards the door. Heedless of Kristin's words that forbid her from going to the toilet.
Kristin. Grasak-grusuk. "But Lunna! You can fart in this room, take it easy. Artists are human too, why do you even go to the toilet? Don't be ashamed." The bob haired woman gave a quick glance at MUA who had been silent, just being a spectator.
Kristin, the Manager, tries to prevent the artist from leaving the room. Because the clock is ticking fast. He does not want Mr. Alabama is inflamed by the delay in their meetings, for foreign cultures, time is everything. Not to mention, Mr. Alabama was an influential person in LA, the elderly man, one of Lunna's true fans.
Lunna's legs stopped. He turned around, rolling his eyes upwards. "You think I just want to fart! If you want to fart I did it from earlier! I'm gonna poop! B-E-R-A-K, Chris!" He spelled the word makah with great emphasis.
Kristin was panicked. "Oh my God! Why didn't you just move!? Why should it be now?" As a Manager at the largest agency in the continental United States. He had been patient enough with Lunna's attitude that sometimes underestimated the meeting. For twice, Lunna acted like this.
Lunna rolled her eyes again. The woman refused to answer. His body pecked for a moment, holding something back.
"Lun!" Kristin was astonished, seeing Lunna did not reply to her words, usually Lunna would reply and chirp quickly like a parrot.
"Lun!" call him again as he approaches.
Lunna didn't budge, even though Kristin was two steps away from her. "Shftt, shut up, did you hear anything?" The long-haired woman placed her index finger on the tip of her lip.
Kristin's forehead creased up to three folds, in confusion. Likewise with MUA over there, doing the same thing.
Put!
The sound of poisonous gas instantly resounded within the room.
"Lunna!" kristin screamed, as fast as lightning covered her nose. So did the woman who was stumped near the dresser.
Kristin's hand reflexes wags the air around' trying to remove the scent trail that punctures her sense of smell.
"What are you eating, Lunna?!" Kristin was very curious, why the smell was so unpleasant and stinging. His two eyes unintentionally saw a collection of mosquitoes lying helplessly on the floor.
"Jengkol stew! You've smelled my farts like that, right. I need to go to the toilet now! As my manager, I'm sure you can handle Mr. Alabama, I'll go first. My beautiful Bye-bye Manager!" cerocos Lunna passed away, leaving behind Kristin and MUA who were throwing glances at each other.
"Duh, how's this?" murmured Kristin was looking for a stratagem for Mr. Alabama will not be late Lunna later.
"Beautiful-beautiful smell of fart!" Kristin gave a rude snort after seeing Lunna's back disappear behind the door.
Lunna Andersean is the only granddaughter of the Mayor of Los Angeles. While Lunna's parents are Leon Andersean and Lily Marques, the richest businessman and included in the ranks of the cover of forbes. Both of Lunna's parents are currently in Indonesia. Leon is a mafia group named Montero, a respected mobster in LA. Unlike Lunna, he is a member of the mafia named Draglife, a famous mafia group in Moscow, Russia.
Completed strata-1 education majoring in acting at University of Arts Helsinki, Finland. Lunna wants to achieve her dream by becoming a famous artist. And here he is now, pioneering everything from zero. No one knows Lunna's identity until now. He deliberately kept his background secret from the public. I don't know what motive made Lunna hide her identity.
In the entertainment world, Lunna is known by the pseudonym Lunna A. She is a member of Sugar Entertainment, a Los Angeles-based agency. This thirty-story high-rise luxury building publishes many top actresses and some famous models.
Lunna is one of the newcomer artists, who only skyrocketed her name in the past year. Lunna's acting is so slick and animating, that fans and fans are both fanatical and true, so admiring and confusing her name. Lunna's success came from her own efforts without the intervention of her family.
Not quite up there, Lunna also became an advertising star in some famous products, such as Mayb*lin*, Guc**, Pra**, Chan***, Fend* and many more. Then the fame of Lunna, made most people, put envy and envy on him, but Lunna did not care and stupid.
Lunna has a proportional body posture with a height of 178 cm. Long shiny hair, sensual lips, firm eyes, and sharp nose like a statue of Goddess Aphrodite, one of the Goddess of beauty in ancient Greece described as having a beautiful and charming face. Perfect right? Who does not envy Lunna A.
Lunna hastily swung her legs, looking for a toilet she could use. Because, from now on, the toilet on the third floor can not be used alias damaged. Strangely enough, in a luxurious building and magnificent toilet can not function at all. Along the stepping foot, Lunna grumbled in her heart.
Put!
The gas came out of his ass again.
Lunna's head wiggled, hoping that no one would hear, could destroy her image.
"Phew." Lunna was relieved because there was no one around the hallway.
"Oh, how's this? Darla! He must have sown something in my jengkol stew! Argha! Just watch out for you, Darla! I curse you to be a jengkol!"
Lunna sped up the footsteps, as something in the back urged her to get out. He went to the elevator to find a toilet on the fourth floor. The box-shaped iron object brought him quickly to the fourth floor. After the sound of the elevator was heard. Lunna's legs swinging frisky. Suddenly his feet stopped.
"Eh, I'm not flabbergasted, am I?" Lunna asked herself while looking behind her butt.
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"Ah h h h faster Britney!"
"Patience to Jack! I'll satisfy you."
Two human beings were talking in the toilet. Both of them are making out with a loud sigh. A man was sitting on the toilet, while a woman was crouching in front of him.
"Yes! Hurry, I'll have to see Mr. Alabama." Jack pulls Britney's head down for a moment, so he can see her boyfriend's face. The man in black smirked thinly.
Britney smiled wryly, seeing the look on Jack's face holding patiently, his hand stroking Jack's trunk which had already been seen stiffening.
"But there's a condition, buy me a bag and an apartment!" The woman who works as one of the models in the agency Sugar Entertainmant, blinked one eye.
One of Jack's eyebrows shot up. "Okay, now hurry!" He turned Britney's head under his stomach.
"Ouch, ouch, you wild! B*tch, stuffer!" Jack's head looked up, enjoying every touch of Britney's tornado tongue.
[Oh, ouch, you're wild! J*l*ng faster]
Brak!