
No doubt the sound of gunfire released by Farah must have been heard up to Keith's room and his men considering Ryan's room was not soundproof. All ears would find out where the sound came from, and Ryan grinned as he thought of the various speculations that would circulate among his men. Fortunately, the shot released by Farah did not hurt him even though it actually only missed the entire thumb from his head.
"Barely. If you kill me, I'm afraid Keith will throw you into the hall to be enjoyed by his men, and after that you'll be thrown into the sea to be a shark meal".
"I don't care what you say! I have the right to protect my body! You walked up to me and it made me think you'd do disgusting things to me!"
"I'm not sure Keith would take it as a tolerable excuse. There's something you need to know here" Ryan said. "That the people here don't really care about innocent or wild women. Virgin or not virgin. As long as they can enjoy it". Ryan looked at Farah sharply. "But seeing you as Andreas' woman, I'm not sure you're that innocent?".
After everything that happened, Farah had to repeat the name in her brain just to remember. "Andreas?".
"I heard you were Andreas' woman. The two of you are so close, even going to Singapore together and enjoying the festival to walk the afternoon just the two of you at once the last I heard, you will even go to another continent with him" Ryan said. "I'm sure that guy makes you comfortable in bed, right?".
Farah's white cheeks suddenly blushed. "My relationship with Mr. Andreas isn't as disgusting as you think! She's a cousin of my old tantric friend! I didn't even travel alone with him, my aunt did!"
Ryan smiled in anguish. "Hm.. You're good at telling stories apparently. Why did you go with your appointment and what did you just say? Andreas is a cousin... Buddies.. Long time... Your aunt...?" Ryan stressed word for word as he looked at Farah. "If you go back, you have nothing to do with Andreas but the fact that I heard you smiling, laughing and joking with the man. The man I think is better suited to be your father. Listen sweetheart... I'm not going anywhere... This talk....."
"You're whining everywhere!" Farah's touch was upset. Fatigue shook Farah's body and mind. "I've been beaten, drugged, tied up like an animal, stripped naked without my permission, and then I was told to inhale the powder I don't know what it is! You better think again if I'm just gonna stand still listening to your insults!".
"What a pity" said Ryan. "Then we end it. Lie down on the bed, I'll bring you something to eat. Delayed chatter we can continue tomorrow."
Unfortunately because of the bad mood and the mind that is still slightly influenced by Keith's white powder and a tired body, Farah was angry. Real angry. He didn't realize that Ryan said that sincerely.
"If you fuck with me in this room, I swear, I'll gouge your eyes out!".
Ryan stood silently looking at Farah seriously. "I didn't say anything that would imply I was going to mess with you. I'll just bring you some food. What do you expect me to do? Drugging you again secretly and throwing you into the sea? Haven't. I'm not done with you yet, so I'm not gonna do that".
"You". Said Ryan. "So we're back to your sacred body problem, huh? What do you claim you're a virgin? I understand now what you're afraid of. You think my hot blood can't be controlled if it's only been ten minutes alone with you in this room? You're pretty, but what makes you so sure that I have the ambition to fuck every beautiful woman I kiss when I'm drunk?" Ryan had expected that Farah would behave like that, considering that this woman was one of Andreas' followers, but Ryan remained patient waiting for another trick that Farah might do, which was to give herself up, which is usually done by other women Andreas, before this Andreas had sent women to him.
This time it's a little different, because Farah was kidnapped, not offered to Ryan. There is something that feels real from Farah's rejection that makes Ryan wonder if Farah is really Andreas' mistress and loves the man? If that were true, then the threat of Farah would not be a proper revenge for Andreas. Ryan thought of all his assumptions while looking intently at Farah, though He hated Andreas so much, He wondered how much He could hurt this fragile-looking bait, with his pale white skin. At the sight of Farah's voiceless steps, Ryan moved swiftly to capture Farah's body. Farah's knees were no longer able to support her body.
Ryan grabbed Farah, propping up the girl's body. Farah leaned against Ryan's chest, all of her rejection suddenly collapsed, Farah was not at all heavy for Ryan. As Farah leaned against her chest, she was well aware of Farah's every curve. The softness of the two spongy balls of Farah that stuck to his chest, Farah's thigh on his thigh...
In a soft voice, Ryan said, "The distinctive aroma of Keith's shirt. The scent of sandalwood, opium and cinnamon" Ryan looked at Farah. "I'm sorry he had to hurt you".
Farah was silent and the two stared at each other. "Can you let me go? Please..."
"Darling... I can't do it". Ryan raised his hand to tilt Farah's head, Ryan's burly palm was on Farah's neck, Ryan's lips warmed up on hers. Ryan's arms hugged Farah's body tightly, with gentle pressure, forcing Ryan's lips to open Farah's lips. Blood started to rustle around Farah's neck.
"Every time you kiss, it's like you're doing it for the first time" Ryan said in a soft tone.
"You've got your revenge, now let me go"
"No dear.. We'll see if we can make your body betray. Kiss me again, and then you can tell me if it's worse than dying".
Farah turned her face and pressed her hand against Ryan's chest. Ryan pulled Farah's face slowly and forced his mouth into Farah's mouth, Ryan's hand pressure and the man's lip kiss were too strong to resist and their lips pulled together and then came off, interesting again and missed again. Farah's lips felt longing for the touch of the man's lips.
Damnit.. Why does this feel like this? Very intoxicating and makes me mmmmm...
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