That Beautiful Prisoner is my wife

Sugar rock

Milly almost lost her mind for a moment when Billy started throwing his dreams into the clouds. But a second later he regained consciousness. The movement began to show. A small toss became evident to his refusal.

"Sir, please let me go," Milly eroded in a tone full of warning. But Billy actually increasingly tightened his embrace, even the warning Milly was so easy he ignored.

"I'll never let you go again." Reply Billy with indifference. Even he does not care if Milly believes him as a man does not know himself. "Please forgive all my mistakes. I promise I'll try to make you happy." Such an oath-like phrase was thrown out so smoothly without a trace of doubt, as if it wanted to nurture back the hope of Milly who was almost dead.

"really?" lyric Milly. But that question sounds like it demands certainty. He turned his head to look up, then looked closely at the brown bead of the man who had married him and tried to find a trace of lies there.

"I promise." Billy replied in a tone full of sincerity. The return of the gaze of the wife with a spotlight of tenderness full of love. Just for a second, because in another second Milly seemed to deliberately rush to throw his face.

"I love you" again Billy whispered in a sexy, seductive voice.

Oh no! It's hazardous. It's dangerous!

"I want us to build a happy home together. You want to, right?" again Billy asked in a pleading tone. Seeing Milly who was still silent, he was silent for a moment, as if giving his wife time to think for a while.

"What are you thinking?" in the end Billy decided to ask, because Milly did not open her voice. Sighing quietly, Billy then pamperedly leaned his chin on Milly's shoulder. Even accidentally glued his left cheek on his wife's right cheek. "Are you very angry with me?" this time he asked by putting up a dream.

Oh shit, it's getting dangerous. But strangely why do I like it? milly's inner self while biting her lower lip. It's in a dilemma. Confused how to behave. Between being haughty with a refusal to maintain self-esteem, or wavering and bowing to Billy's knees. And to hell with self-esteem, the important thing is that he and Billy reunite.

But the heart because of the expulsion is still imprinted until now. Wouldn't it be worth the pain the man gave her if Milly was so forgiving? Shouldn't every action receive a corresponding reward?

"Sir, please let me go first. Shame to see people." Milly spoke while looking left and right, looking at the park area that presents a night view. It is very beautiful with decorated with big lights to make the city park bright.

Looks a lot of young people are passing through the night together with a partner, or maybe friends. They choose the place they like, filling in every empty bench available at every different point.

While Milly, she was caught in the arms of a man. Standing glued under the bright lights. No one cares, because everyone is busy with their own business.

The warmth of Billy's embrace was able to dispel the cold gusts of the night wind that left a sensation of a bite on his thin skin. But can not melt the ice of a red lump in the chest.

"I don't care about other people's views, because all I care about is your view of me." Billy replied in an inquisitive manner.

"Sir ,," Milly shrieked in a whining tone. While his hands are trying hard to release the hand of Billy who is tightly linked. He was determined to refuse. Milly Spirit. Be a strong woman. Be a great woman! His joy in the heart. It was steady to close its eyes and ears, trying to ward off and brush off every seduction that came from the devil in the form of a handsome man behind him.

But, Milly, who is closed, enjoys a soft touch from Billy's lips, which again lands safely on his cheek. Ah shit! Why does it feel so good? Ah, I want more! I want some more! his mind wriggling spoiled as the half-bent Billy looked thinning lips, then rubbed the tip of his taper nose gently on his blushing cheek.

Milly again seemed to be flown through clouds, passing through layer after layer of seven heavens until he landed perfectly on the moon. Like stopping by on the moon he hitchhiked for a while. Because in his imagination now he was on a soft and soft cotton wad. If this is a dream, he will not open his eyes and return to the real world. But it seems to be real, because Billy's little laugh that feels so real is echoing in his ears.

"I love you, baby." again Billy's gentle whisper seemed to fly him to nirvana. Took him to a very beautiful atmosphere that he had never felt before. Though only a statement of love, but Milly's feelings have been so happy. God, why do the intentions of the heart and the feelings always fall out of line?

"So, you forgive me?"

Huh huh? Pardon you? Realized, the soul of Milly who was wandering buana in nirvana now seems to return to her body. He suddenly opened his eyes and put on his antagonist face. Wasn't that apology to him now a forbidden word? Ah shit, because of an appeal, he was almost fooled by the devil's persuasion.

"Sir, tightness. I'm having a hard time breathing" Milly lamented grimacingly. It was as if it was showing if his body really felt tormented. But clearly, the effort worked.

"I'm sorry, I got carried away" Billy replied as he loosened his embrace.

Just loosening? God fucking. Why not let go? Then what should I use to get out of his shackles?

"Your body is so warm. It even feels right when I'm getting it. Very comfortable, to make me feel at home for a long time."

"Times?" Milly spoke to Billy so quickly. Even his face that had originally put up an evil mimic instantly softened for no reason. The little horn that had grown on his head when anger started to burn him now disappeared somewhere. His eyes that had originally flashed full of anger now revealed a twinkle of happiness.

"Right," Billy nodded in agreement. Again a smile as sweet as sugar coloring its thin curves.

Ah beautiful ,,,. Is happiness this simple, huh? Enough to get a warm, affectionate hug. As well as listening to the appeal of the beloved, whether it's reality or just a joke. What is clear is that it really makes me very happy, and able to shed my anger that has been rumbling and almost jarring. Ehhh, wait. A bachelorette? The anger? Wasn't I angry? But why did I fall down because of his seduction? Goddamnit!

Realizing, Milly again put on her demonic face. I hate him. I hate him. I hate him. His mind in the heart as if he was casting a spell to master himself. Somehow this handsome face with a million charms always managed to make him look good and have trouble keeping up. It's only natural that he has a million charms, try if it's just one, it's probably over when Billy kicked him out that time. And the rest is still so much that Milly finds it difficult to avoid the rest of her charms. Uh, this is author nulis what the hell, not clear. Start gaje.

Milly, who was struggling with her own mind, only realized that now she had turned around and faced each other with the man in front of her. Somehow it happened, which is clear Billy's movement is so agile but washed away, so he was carried away and drowned in the valley of helplessness.

Spontaneous Milly looked up as Billy's fingers gently flanked his chin and forced him to wander, making the handsome face even more visible from such a close distance.

The tiny body inevitably moved docked, when Billy's fingers wrapped around Milly's slender waist pulled her aggressively. While Milly flutter moves her hand to press the chest of Billy's field, as if trying to hold her back so that she does not fall deeper into his arms.

And once again, that honey-sweet smile managed to melt Milly's heart that was as hard as rock sugar. The stronger he tried to avoid it, but love was getting stronger in the chest.

"I just want to be with you forever, whenever I want." Billy's voice sounded soft as he said. Without permission, his fingers moved cupped Milly's face, then brought her face closer. Pasting the forehead with the forehead with full softness. Even the tip of their noses came into contact, so the exchange of air for breathing was inevitable. Don't ask me how Milly's heart rate is in there. Then not kaluan, it's like a drum to war.

Milly closed her eyes when her lips were unable to say anything. His tongue suddenly fell. Even his body felt stiff as petrified. Again he was in a dilemma. This man had completely destroyed his defense.

Sighing quietly, Milly tried to neutralize the feeling. Now is not the time to love someone who doesn't think they exist. He must be firm on his stand. Dare to refuse when you feel your heart does not want to be bound. It is time to decide for yourself his future. Free without tormenting the unrequited love. He knows the man in front of him is very smart, maybe at this time he is manipulating his own feelings.

"Sir, sorry. But--"

"But why, Mill?" Billy cuts off Milly's words with impetuousness. He stared at his wife's clear bead with a curious expression. "Do you doubt my apology? Can't believe my love for you?" Billy urged with curiosity. He thought that Milly's fingers were still stuck in his chest, then slightly shifted to the left. "Feel my heartbeat here Milly. He's been hanging out every time I'm with you. Especially when we're this close."

Silently, Milly observed the chest she was touching with a feeling she could not express. The chest was actually showing the exact same swish as his chest.

"Must I split my chest and show you my heart that has been engraved with your name there?" billy added again that made Milly widen her eyes in disbelief.

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