The DarkHole Laboratory

The Willow Troto 38

Willow with a bruised face on several sides sat down in front of Troto who was staring at him. The man stood with his hands folded in his chest.

They're in Willow's room.

I don't think about this woman. He had only recently been a victim of kidnapping, but today he left his opponent helpless.

The opponent who is also the bodyguard that Troto deployed. Terios. One of the best elite forces belongs to Giant Pipe. Willow.

Are really. Helaan breath of resignation. He couldn't see Willow's eyes looking like a cat. Weld.

Get out of Willow's lips. He cannot just be clean. He was upset with his opponent.

"He started first!" Elak Willow's.

"Stand up" Troto massaged his head. Willow moved slowly.

"Here" his hand waved. Willow looked at Troto with a shrunken face. He's closing in on Troto.

"It's closer" said the man. Willow raised his eyebrows. He's approaching a step. Sounding from Troto.

He pulls Willow's arm to get in his arms. Troto's hugs tightened tightly.

"You're! Naughty! Don't make my heart stop!" There's relief there. It seemed like he had not held the lover for a long time.

Willow stroked Troto's back. "I miss" said Willow. Troto's heart was happy.

"I was so envious to see Kellan and Giana" said Willow, who saw the warm familiarity.

They support each other and do not think too much about the organization that will be hostile to them.

Troto moved away to see Willow's face. He rubbed his woman's face. He missed it with his warm kiss.

Pecked Willow's whole face. The woman needs him too. Lips They meet, luma tan longs to turn into luma tan demands.

Troto lifts Willow's body and he deepens his tan luma. Make a koala-worthy Willow. Lowed.

Willow looked up to give Troto a way to spread his kiss on the neck to Willow's ears.

His second breath roared. Troto dropped Willow on the bed ready to take off his clothes. Willow's flirtatious smile was imprinted on his face.

Troto. Willow's mischievous hands spread on Troto's flat, loamy stomach. A gaze full of Troto fog drowned Willow.

Willow bit his lip. Tease Troto. Troto's back attacked Willow's lips. They're exchanging saliva, deeper, hotter. Willow's hand was on Troto's back stroking the wide back full of the tribal tattoo.

"You're so pretty" said Troto stroking Willow's swollen lips. Then his hand stroked the bruise on the woman's face. Eyebrows. He doesn't like.

"Still sick?"

Willow shakes.

"He must be punished" Willow lamented his smile.

"You should also get your punishment" back Troto kissed with in a strangled Willow pleased.

The long night was the punishment for Willow that Troto meant.

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"You seen Raflesia?"

Canteen during the day. Shelbi came to put down a tray filled with her food. Willow and Lime looked up.

"That's right there, he's close to the Elder huh" Willow escaped his gaze at the angle that Shelbi was referring to.

Raphael. He hadn't seen that woman in a long time. After he escaped from Rfizt Hill. And helping Guapo to seize the High Majesty he no longer saw the existence of the mermaid.

"I heard he helped Guapo when he took over the High Majesty"

"Captain Raskal is coming too"

Willow's gaze hardened, he saw the frenzy of Raflesia on Troto. He's pissed. But not for long. As he sees Troto evading Raflesia who is about to kiss his man.

The corner of Willow's lips lifted. There is a*******smile that he is holding.

"But I heard he was betrothed to the Luford" the table next to them also gossiped about the mermaid who had become an idol in the LifeWild market. The Nocturnal Market.

Shelbi looked at the two comrades with sparkling eyes, her yearning desire was enormous.

He lifted his tray and moved on to the two women next to him.

"Well! You know where that news is from? The luford? The top brass of the company? That handsome one?"

Shelbi's getting along. His eyes waited for the two people next to him to answer.

The two people next to him stared at the strange Shelbi. They're kind of awkward to get caught gossiping. Tapu heard the words of Shelbi who also admired the handsome higher-ups.

"Yes I heard, and they're getting married soon"

"But many suspect it is just a political marriage because the Luford often gets caught in the way by changing women" he said in a whisper.

Shelbi nodded.

"It turns out Raflesia can't conquer the Luford" The Luford is famous for the playboy men, who always change women like sighs. Real quick.

"Sure the taste is higher than the mermaid" Shelbi observed her second conversation by continuing her lunch.

At Willow's and Lime's desk you can also hear her second conversation.

"Looks like she doesn't like women" Lime bit her grilled meat.

"Are we going to take down the handsome male members? Wh who? A restaurant? Or Raskal? Could it be Zale?" Lime's speech made the corner of Willow's lips lift up.

"What are you carrying my name"

Zale sat in front of the two. Followed by Raskal, Resta, Troto is also the main character in a quiet table struggle next to him. Raphael. They come with their own trays.

Troto walked up next to Willow and kissed the woman's head. Cheers sounded. He did not expect Troto would do something that would make him gossip material again.

"What's official, congratulations Elders" said Zale.

"Well! Elders and Will?" Raskal.

"Congratulations" said Resta who had learned of the relationship of hate so love in both.

"Woah Will congratulations" said Shelbi, who rejoined them.

"Congratulations" Lime raised her glass.

"When?" Raskal still can't believe it.

"It was a long time before coming here"

"From before the High Majesty attack" Raflesia spoke.

"Hi Willow how are you?" Raflesia smiled greeting Willow.

"Well, you survived, too, saying you were engaged to the Luford" he said.

Shelbi and Lime are waiting for Raflesia to answer.

"Thank you" the answer justifies if the two of her are engaged.

"Don't forget to invite me if you marry us" Willow sipped her drink.

Troto looked at Raflesia who answered Willow's words with a smile.

"You will be invited all, just calm down" The atmosphere became awkward.

"Will I join the High Majesty attack?" Shelbi tried to turn the mood around excitedly. Willow just nodded. He sipped his drink.

"Aren't you taking me to lunch?"

Willow's flat gaze throws at the Troto. Troto does not usually act to touch it if in public.

"You've met, now eat fast, you haven't touched your food"

"Ah I feel like I want to have a partner" Raskal said, he sighed. The sound of the chair being dragged backwards, and a step approached him. The woman tidied up her clothes. 

"Kapt Raskal's! My name is Shelbi, single, can I register?" She held out Shelbi's hand before Raskal's face.

Raskal's laughter did not make Shelbi's guts faint. Raskal could see the twinkle of an eye with courage there.

Raskal's hand welcomes Shelbi's. 

"May, may .. but unfortunately I don't believe in love" Raskal said.

"No problem captain! I'll be happy to make you believe in my love!" Said Shelbi loudly.

Cheers were heard from some people there. Supporting the courage of Shelbi. Raskal looked at Shelbi. Maybe he'll try it with this weird lady.

"Make me believe in love!" 

Raskal's slanted smile. He stroked Shelbi's head. Makes Shelbi in disbelief. His eyes widened but Raskal could see the twinkle of courage and confidence there.

Shelbi nodded.

"Trust me Captain Raskal"

Shelbi smiled broadly. Showing a sweet dimple.

Tbc.