THE DANCE FOR RICH MAN

Doldrums

Roaring breaths and sweat flooded the newlyweds' bodies as they finished struggling and sharing the enjoyment. Mike immediately let go of their union and lay down beside his wife.

Quen limps helplessly after nearly an hour of her body being tossed back and forth like fried tempeh by her husband. Even he grimaced when both legs were moved, his groin felt sore and painful, and,

How not to hurt and hurt if her husband's weapon alone is as big as an adult's wrist, can be imagined how big and powerful her husband was when raining hers.

"Happy?" quen asked, raising his head slightly as Mike's burly hand crept under his neck. Quen slept with her husband's burly arms, then the expectant mother tilted her torso slightly toward Mike, looking at her husband's face that looked very handsome when looked at up close.

"Not yet." Mike answered while looking at Quen who was now sleeping on the chest of his field.

"You again?" quen asked as she stroked an incision wound on her husband's chest.

"Are you willing?" Mike answered with another question, catching Quen's hand rubbing his chest several times.

"Of course not!" ketus Quen while looking up, looked at Mike who was also looking at him closely.

"Basic! So, what are you offering me for." Mike clucked as he hugged his wife's innocent body tightly.

Why did he become like this? Being a man who does not want to be far from his wife for a second.

Damnit damnit! Is he currently suffering from the bucin virus?

Don't .. lest he get that shitty Virus!

But, unfortunately, Mike's only hope is left, the proof is that he now can't be far from Quen, he hugged his wife's body very tightly, as if afraid if Quen ran away from him, he said, just like at the night club a few months ago.

"Mike, can I ask you a question?" quen said as he looked at the chest of Mike's field which had several wounds there.

"Just ask" Mike replied without letting go of his embrace.

"Where did you get some of these wounds?" Quen touched two incision wounds and then moved to shake the gunshot wound there.

Mike let out a rough sigh as he brushed off Quen's hand that was still touching the chest of his field.

It's not time Quen found out about his dark past. Emh .. precisely he who is not ready to tell it, if he is a former mafia.

Quen was silent for a moment when his hand was patted by Mike. Her husband did not like her question.

Alright, after all he didn't care much either. But, lying because in his heart was very curious. 😆

The luxurious room was suddenly silent only the breathing of the couple, both Quen or Mike were silent as if dissolved in their minds.

Drtts ... Drrttt

Mike's phone vibrated and was accompanied by a ringtone, marked if there was an incoming call. Mike quickly got out of bed, leaving his wife for a moment to pick up the call. Mike picked up his boxer and immediately walked towards his suit where his phone was there.

Mike looks annoyed and lazy when looking at the screen of his phone. He seemed reluctant to take the call. And it didn't go unnoticed by Quen.

"Who?" quen asked as he sat down to look at Mike closely.

Mike did not answer his wife's question, as the man had already answered the phone call.

"Fucking basics! How dare you just pick up my call!" arra shouted from across there.

Mike keeps the phone away from his ear while grimacing when Arra's voice is very loud and makes his eardrum very painful.

"Yes, sorry," Mike replied lazily.

"Huh! Fortunately, I have a stock of patience that is abundant, so I want to forgive you," said Arra in a soft and calm tone.

"So, why didn't you tell us about your wedding?! You don't think of me and Carlos as your brothers anymore? Oh cruel!" arra continued with a tone up an octave, making Mike immediately keep his phone away again from the ear.

Arra's voice was like fireworks bursting into the sky during the new year.😂

"Don't be angry again, I'll give you a gift if you go back to New York" said Mike seducing Arra who was angry with him.

"You trying to seduce me?" Arra was upset.

"Take it that way" Mike replied with a big laugh.

"no need. Bring your wife here, I want to meet her, "Ara replied and immediately closed the call unilaterally.

Mike stared at his darkened phone screen, signalling that the phone call was over. Then he walked up to the bed and laid down there again, right next to Quen who was looking at him in annoyance.

"What's wrong?" mike asked to realize that Quen was angry with him.

"Who was that?" ask Quen full of probes.

"You jealous?" Mike asked back.

"Curtain, jealous? It's weird if I'm jealous of you!" ketus Quen while rolling his eyes lazily.

"OK, if not jealous. The one who called me earlier was a beautiful woman," Mike said, holding a smile. He knew that right now Quen was being bullied just that his wife was a prestige to admit it.

Fucking women!

"I don't care!" The mouth could lie but those eyes could not, even Quen's hands clenched tightly. He's jealous.

Mike just smiled as he slanted in response, then closed both eyes without looking at Quen again.

Quen breathed out violently, then lay down beside Mike.

Mike tilted his body, hugging his wife tightly, but his hand was immediately thrown by Quen.

"Don't hug me!"

"You angry?"

"No!" ketus Quen's.

"Honest." Mike further teased his wife by hugging Quen again and then kissed the nape of his wife several times.

"Mike!!" furious Quen.

"It looks like our baby wants to be looked at by his Daddy."

"Ish, I don't want to!" Quen exclaimed as Mike began to sensually touch his body.

"You have no other choice, Mrs Brown." Mike pressed down on his wife's body and kissed Quen's lips passionately.

If it's like this Quen can do anything other than surrender and open both legs wide.

Mike satisfied ...

Quen was limp ...

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