The Love of the Culun

Coercing.

When he arrived in the room, Zain did not find the whereabouts of his wife, and he believed that Ariana was in the dressing room. And when he arrived in the room, Zain saw Ariana was packing her clothes, into a bag.

"Don't touch me?! I don't want to be touched by a jerk like you. If you still love my brother, I want us to get divorced...?!" She cried out with tears, as Zain wanted to touch her hand.

Little laugh, with a smile on the corner of his lips, when he heard the wishes of Ariana, who wants a divorce.

"What if I don't want to." Answer, firmly.

"You're a man, you son of a bitch..?!" Shouted Ariana, directly slapping hard on Zain's cheek.

"WALKER..?!" A slap that was hard enough, to make the handsome man's face, immediately turned his head to the side.

Ariana's face suddenly turned pale, when she realized what she had just done. Moreover, seeing the look on Zain's face that was so flushed, made him stricken with extreme fear, when remembering how rude the man was.

Little laugh, when he saw the courage of Ariana who had slapped him. "You've been so brave to me, Ariana?!" With a foot, he got closer to his wife when Ariana stepped back.

Returning the scale, as Zain drew closer to him, with a face that looked so frightened.

"Please, I'm sorry?" His love with a pleading gaze, and tears still flowing.

Smiling cynically, Zain immediately pulled Ariana's body, and threw it onto the long sofa, which was available in the room.

"What are you going to do, to me?!" With his body turned back, due to his fear.

"Tonight, you're gonna pay a fortune for this Ariana Wilson?!" By directly tearing his wife's clothes, and forcibly inserting the mighty thing, on the property of Ariana, who was wrangling, and having her fucked so violently, which made the woman grimace in pain, due to her husband's abusive treatment.

"Darling, please forgive me?! i'm sorry?!" His request was with a cry as Zain continued to shower his possessions so violently, but the groan was completely ignored by the man.

Continuing to shower hers with, and Ariana's agonizing moans had no effect at all for the handsome man.

the words of divorce that Ariana threw, and the slap she got, as if it had blinded her inner eyes.

Continued to stir his movements very violently, which made Ariana could only cry withstanding the pain.

Keep driving, until he comes to the height of pleasure.

After having vented his bravery, which was filled with anger, Zain immediately withdrew, and put his clothes back on.

Clear droplets dripped from both corners of Ariana's eyes, and she was so humiliated by what Zain had just done, to her.

"Don't you ever play games with me, Ariana?! because if I wanted to, I could destroy your family, and your loved ones."He said, with a tone of emphasis.

Exhaled a rough breath, and chose to leave Ariana, just like that. But that rare moment came to a halt, when Ariana said something to him.

"If you still love my brother, come back to him, sir? and let me go, because I don't want to be a hindrance to you. And I know, you must want to see her, so I beg of you, let me go? let me go, Mister?" With tears still flowing.

Sighs heavily, before answering what Ariana said.

"Don't even think about getting away from me, because that's never going to happen. And I didn't go to see him, but I went to work, to take care of some work, which wasn't quite right." The answer is, by passing away.

Ariana recovers her tears, as Zain does not grant her wish for divorce. Repairing her torn clothes, with extreme pain in her sensitive area. And with a rare limp Ariana forced herself, to go to the bathroom.

A smile framed on his face, as he looked at himself in front of the mirror, which looked so pitiful, while already in the bathroom.

"When will I survive this situation? do I have to pretend to be blind?! or pretend to be deaf, and pretend to be happy with this false marriage. And do I have to assume, as if I've never seen their affection, at all." He murmured, with tears flowing.

Enter the bathube, after filling the water to the full. The look of his eyes flashed, staring at the ceiling of the bathroom, with a very deep heartbreak.

Thinking of what Zain had just done to her, made the black-haired woman's tears, trickle back down.

"Papa, shall I hold on for you? do you know if I was crying? I missed you, Papa? miss you? and you're the only man in the world who truly loves me?" He murmured, with the roar of tears that continued to wet his cheeks.

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Dropping on the back of the chair, with a face that looks frustrated. His eyes glared, thinking about what had just happened between him, and Ariana.

"What have I done?! what's wrong with me? why don't I rella when she asks for a divorce, and want to get out of this house. And where's my love, which I've been saving for Clara?!" Ask yourself, with great sorrow.

Continues to dissolve in his daydream, until the night is increasingly welcome. And when he felt calm, Zain decided to go back to his room.

It stepped foot in the middle of the silence of the night, and it was rare that it came to a halt when someone called out to it.

"Zain..?"

Exhaling violently, without turning her body, while getting a call from Clara.

"Go get some rest, it's been very night. And I have to get back to the room." Returning to the stairs, regardless of Clara's whereabouts.

Clara looked so furious, stomping her feet on the floor because of her pity, which was especially so for Zain, who seemed so indifferent to her.

"I'll never give up, before you're completely separated from that little fellow, Zain?!"