ROMAN PSYCHOLOGY

PURE GIRL

Harry was very sorry after he asked Misya a very silly question. He was eager to retract his words if he could. While Misya who heard it just smirked meaninglessly.

"It's funny. What if I was a virgin? You don't like virgins like me? Or, do you like to take away the chastity of virgin girls?" ask Misya without any intention. "Basic of honor bearers!" cerca Misa's.

Harry only smiled mysteriously, as well as a sneaky feeling that never escaped from inside him. "Miss Missya, looks like you got a little honor from me. Just so you know, you're the only girl I've taken her honor. No, maybe you're No.2." Misya reflexes looked at Harry's face with a look of giddiness. "This is what it's like to take away a girl's virginity. Fresh. I really enjoyed it. Pure girl is charming," said Harry lustfully.

Misya felt disgusted when Harry said that to her. His blood began to overflow to the point of the end of his brain. The relaxed atmosphere was only a pause for the two. However, they would never let go of each other's hatred within them.

"Crazy people!" cerca Misya with a fury.

Misya clenched her palms together, then she walked up to Harry furiously. He began to throw his arms back and planned to slap Harry in the face. However, once again Harry repelled the attack from the Missya.

Plakk!!!

Merciless and merciful, Harry slapped Misya in the face. The mission that was weaker than Harry immediately fell down instantly.

Misya held onto her cheek which was slapped by Harry, then looked up her face. He looked at Harry with a look filled with hatred.

"Dign humans!!!" cerca Misa's.

Harry was not at all offended by all the slurs from Misya. Harry's demon soul even more awake ruled the entire flow of blood.

Harry lowered his body and crouched down in front of Misya. Then, Harry pinched Misya's chin and raised it violently.

Then, Harry said something to Misya. "If you want, I can be more despicable than this" Harry said with a look that deliberately demeaned Misya.

"That's you! Don't touch me with your dirty hands!" cetus Misya with a fury.

Missya slammed into Harry's arm which pinched his chin violently. While Harry only laughed a little when getting words and aggressive treatment from Misya.

"Hekhs! Dirty hands? Do you want to know how dirty I am?!!" harry jolted with angry emotions, like a demon.

With his demonic attitude, Harry gripped both of Missya's shoulders and opened the blanket wrapped in half of Missya's body. Harry pulled the blanket that covered Misya's body roughly.

Misya tried to hold him back. However, he was helpless, because Harry's power was greater than him. Harry pulled out the blanket that covered Missya's body. And then he threw it in any direction.

Misya currently does not wear a piece of cloth wrapped around her body. However, Misya still tried to cover her body with both arms.

Harry, who was merciless, grew increasingly violent towards Misya. Harry swept out both arms of Misya and grasped her very firmly.

"Take me off! Release him! Don't touch me!!!" Misya screamed and tried to rebel.

Harry was even more violent in treating Misya. He pushed Misya's body violently, until Missya's back hit the floor.

Harry gripped both arms of Misya and held her firmly. He looked at Misya who was currently below him furiously and lustfully.

"Miss virgin, you'll never escape my clutches. Ah no, do I have to call you a widow? Remember, after you've been married to me for a year, you'll be a young widow" Harry said.

Harry hit Misya mentally more and more. Misya at that time also tried as hard as possible so that her tears no longer dripped. He tried to hold it, but he was powerless.

Misya finally dripped her arimat from both of her eyes. Looking at Misya who was crying desperately, Harry had no mercy at all for her. Harry even felt that, Misya more interesting and very worthy to be used as a game girl.

"How, Miss Virigin, still wants to play with me? Oh, I forgot. You just lost your virginity. Remember and keep this in mind, Harry Libernado was the one who took it" Harry deliberately pretended to forget.

Harry's words made Misya feel like she wanted to die right then and there. Misya does not believe that she alone has built her hell world.

His encounter with Harry was his deepest regret. Even Misya felt that she was better off being a comfort girl, than being a slave to the lust of a demon man like Harry. At least, the comfort women still had the freedom of her life, not with her at the moment.

Misya tried her hardest to hold back her tears. However, the clear droplets flowed swiftly in front of the man he hated so much at the moment. Seeing Harry watching her cry, made Misya more hurt her pride at that time.

"Why don't you just kill me?" Finally Misya let out a word under her despair.

Harry's response when he heard that was even more crazy. His demon soul was becoming more and more satisfied, like being given a fresh bloody meal.

"She, sweetheart. What did I kill you for? You're my woman, my game girl. Your life is mine, you have entered into my game world. Just think about it, why would I have to destroy a game that I have been struggling to make? Does that make sense? Honey, this is your destiny. Being my game woman is your destiny. I'm not gonna kill you, nor should I find out you're trying to kill yourself. You will know the consequences of your reckless actions" Harry said furiously.

Misya shook her head in despair. He tried to hold back his cries as much as possible, but all was just free. He can no longer hold it.

Misya was crying. While Harry only looked at the face of Missya who was crying, without the slightest feeling of pity. Harry held Misya's body firmly on the floor.

In between his tears, Harry kissed the lips of Misya and controlled her body with the desire of animal lust. Misya no longer has the composure to rebel against Harry's burning desire.

Mental Missya has been hit repeatedly in such a way. He no longer had the spirit of his life. If he could choose, he would rather die right then and there, than be a toy of a man whose cruelty is like a demon, more so than an animal.

"You're pretty submissive as well" said Harry with a sly smile on his face.

Harry launches his hot action against Misya who no longer has her identity. Like a puppet, it seems to have been turned into an inanimate object.