The DarkHole Laboratory

Triumph party

They returned to Guapo with prisoners from the High Majesty. Juggling the residents' settlement into a party venue.

They were greeted by Guapo women waiting for the heroes of his nation to return, applause and warm hugs waiting for them all.

Puja praises echoed in their footsteps. And for the captives they get reproach and the throwing of pebbles.

Prisoners were herded in a damp, enclosed basement. In the slightest there would be no light from outside penetrating in. Only from a dimly lit torch would it be obtained in an underwater prison, belonging to the Guapo clan.

Food and drink are piled up in the corners of the streets, do not forget the dance and music that can not be separated with the name of a big party.

The party for Guapo's victory that succeeded in overthrowing the High Majesty. Something they have been waiting for and waiting for.

The joking laughter blends with the loud thump of music. Willow, Braxton joined the elders and other important people.

Enjoy a folk party that will be no year. It's an important victory and today will be Guapo's day of glory.

"Return for Guapo's victory" Raskal raised his glass. Simultaneously the people joyfully raised the glass high.

"Today will be set to be Guapo's triumphant day" thunderous applause and cheers echoed. They're drifting in the party. Until morning comes.

"Life Guapo!"

"Successful Guapo!"

Willow stood with a glass of wine. He took a sip of the dark red liquid while occasionally stealing glances at his target man, Troto.

Twist the wine glass, smell the sweet aroma that goes out in the intoxicating liquid, then sip it up the toilet.

His feet in a swing approached Troto slowly he put down his empty Wine glass, in slow motion he slipped a strand of hair behind his ear before whispering mischievously at Troto.

Willow pulls Troto's hand towards the center of the party venue devoted to dancing.

Joining the others, everyone stared at Willow in astonishment. How could he hook their extremely cold elder.

Shamelessly Willow began his seduction action, he clapped Troto's body and then wrapped his body full of seduction.

Enjoy the beat of typical Guapo beach music that is very sexy, 

He put his hand around Troto's neck. Willow shook his hips, one hand reaching for Troto's hand so that the man was more attached to him, Willow clasped Troto's hand on his waist.

Troto felt the provocation-filled wobble, his gaze looking straight at Willow's cat's frowning eyes.

Willow flipped his body and turned his back to Troto but his hips were made to move slowly, Willow stacked his hands on top of Troto's hands which were on the woman's waist.

Troto lowered his head and pecked at his nape, Willow widened his lip gars, his bait inedible. Troto flips Willow's body pulling out the dance area.

They disappeared in the ripples of the person who stormed the dance floor as the music changed into loud music.

The party is held 3 days in a row. They really melted in excitement. Until he was caught off guard, there were still Hilton and his clan who wanted to sue.

BRACKET!

Hilton kicked off his desk. Blast of anger at him, he lost to Zale.

The information he got from them, his clan who managed to escape from the High Majesty, Zale talked about his cowardice who chose to run away with his clan.

His fingers tapped quickly on his throne stalk. His teeth chattered with all anger and wrath.

Guapo countered the High Majesty with a landslide. They are planning a proper revenge. Hilton's legs are moving restlessly. Facing his one-on-one general.

"AARGH!"

BRACKET!

Hilton held the edge of her desk and threw the table. The two-stacked wooden table floated into the corner of the room and hit the wall, hard. Some of the generals dodged quickly from throwing the table.

The mood is getting gripping. Hilton's gaze was drawn to the general.

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Guapo's team felt ready if later, they were asked the reason behind the riot.

Braxton and Willow must temporarily disguise themselves as the Guapo clan. I agree, it makes no difference.

The news of the High Majesty that was already occupied by the Guapo Clan was so fast. And today the Guapo clan moved into the High Majesty. Bring Guapo residents who want to come.

But they still question where the Guapo clan came from, got the help of the robots.

Braxton and Guapo deal if they have to keep Braxton and Willow involved in Guapo riots a secret.

The elders did not impose. Troto even chose to stay in Guapo and guard their village.

The big meeting was held again. Willow's waiting in Troto's room. He played the guy's stationery. Bored.

He opened up Troto's drawer he found a picture. The guapo clan woman.

The footsteps stepped in. Willow moved and thrust out the sheet of paper with the picture earlier.

"Who is this?"

"My wife" answered lightly. His relationship with Willow was just a bed relationship.

Willow clenched with the image that came crammed. "Before this partnership is over you're mine!" Willow jumps in front of Troto's body.

The man smirked and fell on his couch. With Willow sitting on it, they wrestle. Anger at Willow no one can have his. He'll get rid of everything. Without remainder.

Willow awakens after spending a hot session with Troto still by his side.

He was wearing his clothes. Staring straight, cold. He went back to his room, pulled out the closet door and took out a black suitcase bag.

He opened his suitcase, emblazoned with a variety of weapons from inside his black suitcase, weapons he carried just in case.

His gaze was fixed on the one weapon that Willow felt was suitable for him. Grasping the weapon down the hallways of the rooms.

The sound of his high heels echoed. He kicked the brown wooden door in front of him. A woman snaps from her sleep.

Willow attacked the woman, smashing his fist, about the heart of the woman who was shocked to get an impromptu attack from Willow.

"Sway Troto!" Willow's sigh, he grabbed the woman's hair so hard that the woman's head looked up, the sound of her breathing that filled the room. He held back the pain from Willow's hit.

"Or I'll kill your family!" He saw a flash of danger from Willow's eyes. The woman nodded.

Willow violently struck the woman's nape unconscious. Willow breezed out of the room of the woman who was Troto's future wife.

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Willow was in the Troto room as usual. He fell asleep on the man's thigh. With Troto busy reading his report.  He heard someone enter in in a hurry. "Chairman, Miss Zlea cancelled the wedding with you,"

Willow's flirting hand stopped, Troto glanced briefly at the perpetrator, "Yes let it go," Troto did not take his eyes off his papers.

A smile of victory appeared on Willow's face. "Find me a new candidate!" Troto's words widened a smile on Willow's lips.

He sat down and crawled into Troto's lap. Take away the paper in the man's hands.

And throw it rough at Troto's assistant. "I want you! Happy eating!" Then gobble up the hot lips of the sexy elder. Nervously the assistant exited his elder room.

Tbc.