The Love of the Kumal Woman

The Love of the Kumal Woman
Alright You're the One Asking



In the spacious VIP parking area without a single person passing by, only Marco was next to Kendrick's black Mercedes car door.


"Kendrick don't do this."


Kendrick pulled Elizabeth by the waist and sat her on her two thighs. One hand held up Elizabeth's short skirt stroking and rubbing what was inside, putting her chin on Elizabeth's shoulders. His eyes began to pierce, his breathing felt heavy. That friction makes things harder.


"Want something more interesting?"


"Whatchu mean? Don't be so rude. Your gold's too hard, you're hurting me."


"Do you want more pain? Or you want punishment from me. Like this?" Kendrick's hand is moving wildly.


"I've done it in the room, in the presence of Matheo and Marco, do you remember? Even if they choose to turn their backs on us. And it's not done yet."


"Kendrick stop!" Elizabeth shouted. He was really afraid of what if someone else saw him.


"Do you want me to remind you again?"


Elizabeth continued to thrash, the clothes used were no longer intact.


"Hust! Don't scream, don't be ashamed. Time just like this hurts."


Kendrick slammed Elizabeth's body, dominating and showing as if Elizabeth was just a fan of her passions. Kendrick overlaps and locks up Elizabeth's movement.


"I told you not to be like that. Women like you prefer old men, right? Then I'll show you how young men feel"


"Don't do this, don't be like this!" Elizabeth menhiba. His eyes began to crystallize.


"Don't this how?" Kendrick started kissing.


"I mean don't do it here, we just move to a safer place. I'm ashamed, I'm afraid someone's seen us."


"Thy? Then let me open the car glass. Let everyone watch the live broadcast."


"No, not so."


"Then what?"


Kendrick's moves are getting rough, he hates the woman in front of him. Consider Elizabeth cheap. Hadn't he already married an old man, why had he now turned into a strange-haired male fiancee.


"Don't yell, don't you usually do this. How many men have entered you?"


"No, it's not like that. I'm shy. What if someone records."


Kendrick quickly opened the windshield, pressing the silver button.


Marco realized his back was against the windshield of the car, he shifted his body slightly to the side.


"Already, there is CCTV, don't you want to be recorded?"


With a quick movement Elizabeth again raised the silver button, the car glass back closed.


"All right, I want to. I want to." Elizabeth.


"Cihh cheap policy, do not act like a clean pretender, just yelled and said no, now even ask. You don't know shame."


Kendrick did it rough.


"Do you know what your mistake was?"


Kendrick's every question was along with a rough move.


"I know, I was wrong."


"Try telling me what's wrong with you?"


Again Kendrick entered it violently.


"Meeting another man."


"Then?"


"Wedding without your permission." Though the fiancee was just a lie, it was all Juan's wits.


"Then?"


"Want to run away from your nightclub."


Kendrick stopped his movement. Though that was not the answer he wanted but instead heard the confession that Elizabeth intended to run away.


Kendrick stopped his movement, he was numb and didn't want to do that anymore.


"Wear your shirt."


"You..yet..."


"Shut up, lazy to do with you, yelled! If anyone else hears that I raped you. You enjoy it, even ask."


"No, don't be like this. Wanted it. Just don't be in the car." Elizabeth pleads, because she understands Kendrick's anger won't end here.


"It's lazy!"


Kendrick again closed his slightly open reproach, and showed Elizabeth that he would only be made as a tool of gratification, very ironic. Kendrick is actually a handsome man, but do not be fooled by good looks, he is not like a psychopath and a demon-hearted man.


Kendrick threw the clothes that were lying under the car seat into Elizabeth's face.


"Wear it, I'm lazy to enter you. There are still a lot of clean women waiting in line to get me."


Elizabeth wears her clothes quickly, she's afraid that Kendrick will change her mind.


"Where am I going? The temporary residence I left yesterday."


"Okay, because of my kindness. You can stay in my apartment."


Kendrick put his teeth together, he disliked it the most with a rebuttal. Kendrick's face was visible to Elizabeth.


"I mean, if I live in a club... It'll be easier to meet you. And I'm not lonely." Elizabeth said as she lowered her face, Kendrick liked Elizabeth's words, pinched Elizabeth's chin and raised the woman's face slightly.


"All right, I'll do it. It's actually lazy to look at your face every day." Kendrick said a lie.


"Where are you going?"


"Back to D'Oreon."


"Who told you to?"


"So you said?"


"So, and not now!"


Elizabeth didn't understand what Kendrick was saying, her left hand was already on the knob of the car door, and ready to go. But hearing Kendrick say that is very confusing.


"Follow me."


"Where?"


"To the top."


"Where are you?"


"Your! You really want me to rape you in this parking lot!"


What Kendrick means up is to go to his office, even though it has entered the afternoon, then why do you still have to go back to the office? Wouldn't it be better to just go home, or to D'Oreon for example?


"No way!"


"Who gave permission to refuse."


"No, I mean...My clothes are like this. I'm ashamed.."


Elizabeth's clothes are no longer shaped, tangled and slightly torn. Especially in the short skirt.


Kendrick knocked on the windshield three times, Marco opened the door and lowered his head slightly. Kendrick stepped out then turned and into two hands grabbed the back of Elizabeth's waist and neck. Kendrick took Elizabeth into the capsule lift, the capsule lift went straight to her room, Marco followed behind.


"Kendrick, stop don't be like this."


"Shut up, dare to thrash? What's to throw?"


Elizabeth was terrified, drowning her little face in Kendrick's chest.


"Shameful! I refused, now enjoy. Look at my face."


Elizabeth pulled a little of his face, and saw Kendrick's handsome face.


Kendrick bit Elizabeth's lower lip in a fit of rage.


"Don't you have Marco."


"Sister?"


"I think he's my brother, I feel safe at the club, because there are a lot of prank boys, at least they think I'm Marco's sister"


"Nice as well."


Instead with Marco, he pretended not to know what his boss was doing, even though the reflection from the mirror in the capsule elevator was real.


The elevator door opened, a male assistant in black opened the office door, right Kendrick remarked that the capsule elevator was directly connected to his office room.


Kendrick placed Elizabeth on a large sofa in the masculine office.


Kendrick intends to continue the pending activities, he is back warming up.


"His door?" Ask Elizabeth.


"Not in the key." Deuteronomy.


"Nobody would dare to enter, not even a little mouse would have to ask for permission."


"Oh, okay. Now?"


"Curtain! Women are not clean, absolutely cannot resist! Then fine, but since you asked."


Just as Kendrick was about to continue, a knock blew his mind.


"Damn it!"


Kendrick covered Elizabeth's body with her black suit. A male assistant opened the door and entered the room. He looked nervous because even though Kendrick tried to cover Elizabeth's curled body, still the assistant could see the white part of Elizabeth's legs.


"What's wrong? If the news doesn't matter, I'll shoot you in the head."


"There's Mr. Leyton and the lady downstairs."


The world is like an apocalypse, anything can look bad, but not in Leyton's presence. His favorite son and future successor. He should look perfect in Leyton's eyes. Even if in his wife's eyes he looks bad it doesn't matter.


"Stupid! Hold it down."


Elizabeth is so confused, don't know why Kendrick looks panicked, who's Mr Leyton? Why did she feel bad?


"Kendrick." Elizabeth said, she tried to find an explanation from Kendrick.


"Shut up!"


Elizabeth's tears suddenly slid, the feeling of what was in her heart was very confusing, even the tears were ignored by Kendrick.


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