The Love of a Duda Employer

Overreaching

Andre pulled Rumanah's hand and held her back so as not to be able to move his leg. Of course he wanted to do something to his little nanny.

"Let go of my hand, sir. I have to go back to the princess's room, she must be ready to go to school" said Rumanah who looked increasingly panicked.

Andre shook his head and smiled his perverted smile. Not only his smile that looks perverted, but also his eyes that look full nafs*u and bira*hi high.

"No, I won't let you go before you open that shabby shirt of yours." Andre's sergeant, who managed to make Rumanah go wide in shock.

"Whataaa??? Unlocking my shirt? God, what the fuck is this guy. What do I have to do with this fierce master? How outrageous." murmurings in the heart.

The sweet village girl was now increasingly fearful and suspicious. Yes, of course he was so afraid of his fierce employer that he did something that would damage his self-esteem.

"No! I don't want to." reject the village girl without hesitation.

Andre squinted his eyes and stared intensely at the nanny of his little daughter. "You dare to break my orders?" the handsome widower said in a cold and threatening voice.

Rumanah simply rolled her eyeballs and let out a rough breath. The handsome widower before him really did drive him almost insane.

"Once you break my orders, I will never forgive you, Annabelle!" said Andre while pulling Rumanah's hand and carrying it and dragging it to follow his steps.

"Oh my God, what does this fierce master want from me? Does he want my body? Butwhy? Doesn't he love Meliza Ma'am? Why is it not Meliza Ma'am who he brought into this room." said Rumanah in his heart.

Andre sat Rumanah on his king-size bed. His breathing changed as he stared at the object behind the white shirt that Rumanah was wearing. The handsome widower stood right in front of his daughter's panicked nanny. While his hand was still holding Rumanah's hand so as not to be able to leave her.

"Sir, what are you going to do? Don't be like this, sir. Master has gone too far and exceeded the limit between the nanny and the employer. Holy jeez!" Rumanah spoke with the gaze she threw into the air. Didn't want to see the handsome face of his fierce master who seemed to be licking his entire body.

Andre smiled at his nosy smile. Upon observation, the village girl was indeed really sweet and adorable. His funny and silly behavior is sometimes able to make Andre smile amused and anxious.

"I told you I just wanted to take off your shabby shirt, Annabelle" replied Andre, touching the collar of the shirt that Rumanah was wearing.

"Gee!" Rumanah hissed and quickly he brushed off the hands of his fierce master.

"Don't turn away from me!" sternly Andre who seemed to suppress every single one of his words.

Rumanah opened her eyes and looked in wonder at her fierce master. "For what? Why did you take off this shabby shirt?" asked the village girl in a trembling voice. His pitch-black bead and pliable eyelashes almost became a beautiful panorama on the face of the village girl.

Andre smiled pervertedly and looked at the chest of Rumanah who was still protected by her slightly bright white shirt. Yes, the name is also a white shirt, as white as a shirt, still sometimes something in it can be shot by the eye of the eye who sees it.

Yes, of course Rumanah already knew what her fierce master wanted. But why must he himself? Why didn't Meliza the fierce master want it? Gosh, this really makes the village girl dizzy seven-round.

"Don't think much, Annabelle! Leave everything to me. I'm your master here, do you remember our agreement? You are my slave, and I am your master. So, you must obey all my orders!" asserted Andre who is increasingly forcing and getting crazy.

Rumanah looked dumbstruck and increasingly frightened. His breath rose and fell, his chest rumbling like a wave on the high seas, and his legs were now trembling with the fear that had befallen him.

Andre doesn't care about that at all. The handsome widower that wanted right now was Rumanah. Yes, of course Andre really wanted that adorable country girl. The village girl who managed to make her passion and bira*hinya reappear after a long time disappeared along with losing her love and trust in a woman.

"How's this? Why is this fierce employer getting creepy. Dear God, if I knew like this, then I would never have agreed to my agreement with him the other day" Rumanah said in her heart.

In the atmosphere of silence created, Andre Wijaya Rakadewa suddenly threw Rumanah's body on the bed. Pushing the tiny body to lie on top of his king-size bed

"Let'soooo!" Rumanah screeched in annoyance. The beat in his heart almost stopped. And now, the village girl was getting more panicked as Andre who was standing before her stared intently at her.

"Oh my God, tolooooooong!" the village girl squealed inwardly. This time, his hand was freed from the check of his fierce master. However, his legs that were still dangling down were now being held back by the handsome widower.

While Andre, smiled lightly while tying Rumanah's legs using his tie.

"Sir, what are you doing? Let go of me, sir." Rumanah pleaded and whimpered. With hard work the village girl inched up from her fall.

"Shut up there. Don't run and do what will make me angry!" asserted Andre who has now finished tying the legs of the village girl.

Rumanah swallowed her rough saliva. Staring in horror at his crazy fierce master. Yes, of course Andre is crazy. Crazy because of that adorable country girl. This may have exceeded the fairness, but the handsome widower was unaware of it.

Andre catches Rumanah's hand and handcuffs her. Of course he did so that Rumanah could not do anything. Obnoxious indeed!

"What the fuck, sir? You've been torturing your daughter's nanny." said Rumanah trying to resuscitate her fierce employer.

Andre smiled cunningly. "Hum, it's only seven. There's still time for us to be here, Annabelle" said the handsome widower, who appeared to be throwing the body back at his little nanny.

"Uuhhhhh!" Rumanah. His bead of eyes stared at the ceiling of that enormous and majestic room.

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