That Beautiful Prisoner is my wife

The more curious

Milly himself was still stunned in place while staring at the wide back that was getting away from it until it disappeared behind the cafe door.

After the man's death, then Milly understood the meaning of the words Ibra earlier. Didn't he mean to want him to come and surrender himself willingly? In exchange, Ibra would hand over the factory and the house to his father.

Do I have to do this? After all this time running away in the end my nappi was back in Ibra's hands as well? I can't God, I can't. I hate her, and I might be willing to marry her. Help me to escape this problem without making the slightest sacrifice that will only benefit the crafty man, Milly was sad with a blank look.

Even being so immersed in his own thoughts that Milly did not realize that a girl had arrived and was sitting in the opposite seat and was only blocked by the cafe table.

"Milly, I'm sorry I came late. The weather is bad and makes the road very slippery. I don't dare drive too fast if the weather's like this," the girl on her shoulder explained as she rubbed her hair and clothes slightly wet with a tissue without looking at the person she was talking to.

The drizzle out there apparently quite makes his body wet, making him have to try to dry so that the cold does not torture his body.

Realizing that Milly did not react or greet her, the beautiful girl wearing a black knee-length canal stopped her activities and watched Milly with a frown. "Milly," called him again and managed to make Milly aghast.

"Sessa?" milly reply mentioned the girl's name immediately a sad expression that framed her face. It didn't take long until Milly was completely stunned by the tears.

"Milly what's wrong with you?" asked Sessa who began to panic and confused to see the friend suddenly cried after being lulled in her daydream. He got up and walked around the table to get to his best friend.

"Sessa , ," Milly slanted between her sobs while embracing the tiny body of the friend who had stood by her side, then buried her teary face on the slender belly of the woman.

"Milly, what's going on? Please explain to me that I can help you ,," Sessa's still confused pinta stroked Milly's hair to calm down.

But Milly who was still late in the crying seemed to make Sessa have to endure curiosity and be patient waiting until the girl felt calm.

***

In a spacious bedroom with a luxurious and elegant design, Mayang seemed to sit on an ottoman located attached to a king-size bed.

Her beautiful face looked gloomy due to the surrounding anxiety. He also seemed to be still fixated and did not dare to dwell even a little. Because Bianca, Kim and Joy continue to intimidate themselves with guns in order to keep him from being determined by worsening his appearance.

Mayang's heart is increasingly pounding as the fear gets bigger. This rolling movement of time for him felt like a solid wall from two sides, which automatically moved closer and closer without being able to prevent it anymore, and in the end it will still squeeze him without being able to save itself from there. It was as if he was waiting for certain moments of death, whether it was sooner or later.

The attention of everyone in the room equally turned towards the door when someone opened it from outside. Mayang's expression immediately stiffened as his gaze rubbed with the newly emerging Alex from there.

An overwhelming fear was clearly drawn on the woman's face. Especially when Alex hinted for all his men to leave the place. With his hands clutching the tip of the lingerie he was wearing, Mayang stared at the departure of those people with an unwilling look.

Although with a friendly attitude and body language, his presence emitted a terrifying aura that poured out throughout the room. Presenting a creepy sensation that increasingly makes Mayang more frightened.

Alex stopped right in front of Mayang who was sitting with a distance of only a hand. Without cue, he then moved his hand to release the buttons of the suit that was still attached to his body, and threw it in any direction after stripping from the body.

Mayang himself immediately lowered his head, while his hands moved hugging his own body as if making it his protective shield.

Alex thins his lips and reviews a smile while observing his shy-looking woman, then rolls his shirt arm to the limit below the elbow. The man who was standing towering in front of Mayang then bent his knees, then squatted with one knee resting on the floor. He deliberately placed his position lower than Mayang in order to look at the face of the shy woman.

"You are so beautiful, dear," said Alex quietly with a teasing smile on her lips.

Mayang shuffled, turning his sitting position from the right one facing Alex until now seemed to be slanting, as if showing a refusal to look at each other openly.

Mayang's face also looks more agitated and uncomfortable with Alex's gaze. "You shouldn't stare at someone else's wife with that kind of look. Don't you know if I'm really sick of seeing your face!" without looking at the man he was talking to, Mayang uttered that line hatefully. But it even invited laughter from the man in front of him.

"I don't care about your status being that guy's wife, honey," Alex replies to the fool with a mischievous grin on her lips. "It's important to me that you're here, and it's an absolute must if you're going to be mine forever." Alex spoke in a loud voice and his eyes sparkled with pleasure. "We will go through this long night lovingly and happily, dear" he said in a calm tone, while his already impervious hand moved trying to touch his woman.

"Stop saying I'm yours, Alex!" jolt Mayang after brushing Alex's hand that almost touched his face. He soon got up from sitting. With a standing body, he looked down, staring at Alex who was still crouching with hateful eyes. "If you lock me up with the slightest security, my husband will come and free me from here. He won't let anyone who annoys his wife survive the punishment!" then the bluff was full of threats.

Alex smiled lightly in response to Mayang's bluff, as if it meant nothing to him. Then he got up and stood up. With a calm demeanor, he slid his two hands on his pants pocket. With a smile that expands happily, he tilted his head and and looked at Mayang while squinting. "Do you know, your attitude of selling expensive like this really makes me more curious," he whispered then in a seductive tone after leaning his face on Mayang's ears.

Mayang immediately withdrew and kept his distance from the man in front of him. His perfectly rounded eyes showed an expression of anger, and looked at Alex with warning.

"You really got me so challenged," Alex sighed with a flirtatious blink of an eye. Then without hesitation his hands moved to release the buttons of his shirt one by one, regardless of the expression of fear that was drawn on Mayang's face because of it. The woman immediately threw away her face while clenching her fingers.

Alex just smiled looking at Mayang's reddened face. Either the girl was timid, or maybe it was just furious to see her brazen behavior. He took off the last button of his shirt.

Grinning mischievously, Alex then completely stripped off the only cloth that covered his upper body, before then throwing it in any direction to prominently display his plain chest and muscular belly.

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