The Fate of Love of a Misanris

37. Get Out of My Husband's Body

Alina has arrived at the company. Greeted very politely by employees who are all men.

Therefore he just walked without regard to a single greeting from them.

The employees are not so dizzy. They just assume most rich mistresses have always been like that. Arrogant and unfriendly.

Up to the fifty floor. Alina continued walking towards the room Zayyad was in just to catch some commotion inside.

Prangs..

It sounded like a broken piece that had just been slammed onto the floor.

Brak!

Like piles of paper and documents that fall scattered on the floor.

Alina knit a pair of her eyebrows, her hands already holding the door leaf. When he opened it.

The chaotic scene of the room greeted his eyes. Broken flower vases, shattered cups and documents and papers were scattered on the floor.

Not yet finished there, Alina was again surprised by the sight of two people wrestling on the sofa.

A man who was already drooping weakly on the sofa with his top shirt was already half-open. Above him was a woman who overcame him.

The woman looked very wild and seductive. He looks so aggressive kissing someone below him. And the already helpless man was still struggling to dodge.

The sight of Alina falling to the table found a white coat that was no longer unfamiliar in her eyes. Then lowered his gaze down, a pair of bright red high heels scattered with black shoes belonging to men.

When I look back at the couch. Alina saw the woman had moved on Zayyad's bare feet. He stuck out his tongue and licked the sole of the foot full of desire.

"Iina..."

There was a loud voice calling his name.

"Please help me Alina..."

Alina's gaze fell on Zayyad. His condition was exactly the same as the night when he saw him sitting in the corner of the kitchen with his body shaking in fear.

His eyes usually look distant and unfamiliar. It was like the lamentation of a boy pleading for help. Her reddish-brown lips twitched. His mouth occasionally opened almost as if he was about to vomit.

His forehead was already soaked with sweat. And her weakly shaking eyelashes. It looks like a butterfly's wings are broken and ready to give up on flying.

"T-please.." Her eyelids fell closed. His head drooped, Zayyad had already lost his consciousness.

"I didn't expect to meet a very wild woman here"

Alina finally walked in and closed the door tightly.

The woman stopped licking Zayyad's legs. Because he was so busy with his work earlier, he did not realize that there was already someone in the room.

Putting down Zayyad's feet, he turned to Alina.

"Licking the soles of a man's feet, isn't that disgusting?" Alina commented on the woman's actions and shuddered.

"You don't have to interfere in my affairs" The woman was unhappy because her pleasure was disturbed. "It's better to leave this room now" he said again with a slightly bluffing look.

Alina who saw that only raised her chin while giving a haughty look. "If I don't want to?"

"I'll get Zayyad to fire a very disrespectful employee like you" he said in a threatening tone.

"Gts.." Alina pressed her stomach unable to hold back a laugh.

Seeing Alina who was laughing the woman grew even more displeased. He angrily said. "You think I'm kidding?"

"Does this company have female employees, hem?"

Then if not an employee, who is this woman in front of him?

"You*******old!" Grunts Alina disrespectfully. No matter who was in front of him, he was older than her. Seeing his cruel actions alone was enough to eliminate his sense of respect.

"Get out of my husband's body"

This time the woman was shocked. His eyes were wide in disbelief. "Your husband?" He never expected to meet Zayyad's wife in this situation.

Alina who was looking at the woman who was still not moving. Impatiently came to her. "Stop messing with my husband" he said, pulling the woman's hand until it staggered to the floor.

Alina took Zayyad's suit on the table, then covered her half-opened body. But he was very surprised when he saw that his delicate neck and collarbone were already full of bruised bite marks.

The old woman turned out to be very savage!

"You dare do this to me?" The woman felt very angry at being treated that way.

"Why not dare?" Alina arrogantly folded both hands in front of her chest.

The woman lost patience and stood up. He took a step forward ready to slap the veiled woman's cheek in front of him.

But Alina swiftly caught his wrist. "Shouldn't I have slapped you?" His eyes lit up with the flames of dissatisfaction. "Because you've dared to harass my husband"

"Do you know who I am?"

"Who are you none of my business" Alina dropped the middle-aged woman's hand violently. Then patted his hands repeatedly while blowing, like he had just cleaned up the dust and dirt in his hands.

The middle-aged woman suppressed her anger, her jaw hardened and her hands clenched. That hijab-wearing woman actually dared to treat him like dirt.

"Look at it!" The woman pursed her lips with a demonic smile. "This action of yours, I'll avenge it"

The woman resentfully took her handbag that was on the coffee table. Although his pleasure was delayed because of the hijab woman but at least he had got what his purpose was.

Alina gets a peculiarity from this situation, accidentally her gaze falls on the middle-aged woman's handbag which turns out there is a small hole in her corner.

Focusing her gaze even further, Alina caught the camera lens inside.

Just as the woman had stepped out the door. Alina ran to forcibly snatch the handbag from the middle-aged woman's hand.

"You-" The woman was shocked by what Alina had just done. "Give me my bag!"

"Well" Alina smiled as her hands reached into the contents of the bag and pulled out a small camera.

"Your aunt is old, why do you still do this vile act?" Alina shook her head.

His hand dropped the little camera. Raising his feet, he stomped on the thing until it shattered.

"You-you"

"What?" Alina raised her face haughtily. "If you're not happy with your camera already destroyed" Alina's curvy lips smiled dazzlingly. "I can replace her with a better one than this, how?"

End already! The woman felt her brain boil as if it was about to break. All her hard work just now was ruined because of that arrogant hijab-wearing woman.

"Wait for my revenge"

With a violent roar of breath, suppressing the fiery turmoil of his anger, he opened the door and left.

"I'll wait for her aunt.." Alina yelled out, looking very satisfied playing.

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Hello, how has the story of Alina and Zayyad gone so far? In fact TCSM is a shortened version of the 'Destined Order' published on another PF. Hopefully this short version can entertain 🥰🥰