The Love of the Maharani

The Abyss of Desperation

In the White House on the coast..

Tasya tried to escape from Frans's second-hand confinement. But his efforts ended in vain.

His heart was pounding as the fear began to come back to ambush him. But Tasya tried to push away the fear. Her heart was so confident in her husband, Daffa. That her husband would come back to save her, somehow.

Thankfully, when Frans was just starting to touch Tasya's body, suddenly the young man's cell phone rang beside the sofa.

At first Frans ignored the phone call. However, after the ringing had stopped, and then rang again, Frans finally stopped his perverted action against Tasya and grabbed the phone that was lying just beside him.

As fast as lightning, Tasya also took advantage of the opportunity until he finally managed to release himself from Frans.

"You're bothering me, honey! I was just about to eat my lunch!" Frans started the conversation, to someone across the phone.

"..."

"What?! How can?!" Frans seemed very surprised by what was delivered by the person across the phone.

"..."

"Damn! That bastard is really sneaky! All right, I'll go right now! You too, take care of yourself! I will contact you again if the situation is safe!" frans half yelled.

Frans hung up on her phone call. Then look hard at Tasya who is now trying to break the wide glass attached to the window of this house.

At once Frans' anger began to rise. He did not expect to receive bad news all of a sudden. Everything was fine from now on.

Frans looked furiously at Tasya, who also seemed to know what her husband had done. Then immediately, he stepped quickly towards Tasya. Yang is still trying to break the thick bulletproof glass, with a life-size statue display along his arm.

"Basically you, *******! What exactly are you planning?!" Frans rebuked Tasya while grabbing some of her long hair.

"Aww!!" At once Tasya complained, feeling the pain in the part of his head that his hair was pulled rough by the young man.

"You must know, on your husband's plan right, *******?! That's why you're so brave to come here alone. To distract me until I'm negligent in watching the movements of that bastard Eagle!"

Frans pulled Tasya's hair towards the exit. Make Tasya feel the squeeze and pain that is very much in the head, while following Frans' steps with a drag.

Frans then banged on his door many times. Then Bob came rushing in and opened the door. As soon as Bob opened the door, Frans gave the word to the burly man.

"Take out the White Shark! We're off the island right now! Bring us all our best ammunition!" Tell Frans to Bob.

"Rober, Boss!" Bob said with a tense face, before finally running towards the back of the house.

Afterwards, still with his hands pulling forcibly Tasya's hair, Frans stepped quickly towards the beach.

"Eagle motherfucker! Sly! Wail!"

Frans swore at every step he took towards the beach. Dragging and Tasya who tried to remove her hair from the grip of Frans' hand.

Bruk!

Frans throws Tasya rough into the sand of the beach.

Make Tasya smell the white sand of the deserted beach of the occupants.

Tasya's stomach is feeling hungry. But the pain in his head tormented the young woman many times more than the hunger he felt.

"Tell me! What exactly have you guys planned, huh?!" Frans suddenly bowed in front of Tasya. His hand gripped Tasya's chin so tightly. Until Tasya also felt pain due to Frans' touch.

Even so, Tasya forced herself to be able to keep smiling. When he watched Frans who looked very upset and angry after he called no idea who it was.

Tasya's smile, in the end, provoked Frans' emotions until it was ignited again. Until then, the young man suddenly slammed Tasya's head back into the sand beach until a thud sounded.

Frans then overtook Tasya and locked the woman under his own body.

Then, suddenly, Frans who was already blindfolded immediately opened the clothes worn by Tasya. It just so happens that the robe worn by Anna does have a zipper opening on the front. So as to facilitate the brutal action carried out by Frans.

"No! No!" Tasya immediately tried to retract the openings of his clothes. But with all the pain he felt on the thighs overwritten by Frans, making Tasya did not have much energy left.

Tasya's head was still feeling a pulse of pain due to the strong impact made by Frans earlier.

Meanwhile, Tasya's gaze was half covered by her damp hair and clinging to her face. So Tasya did not realize when the frans knew it had brought his mouth closer to the edge of Tasya's right ear.

And the young man whispered, "I'll teach you a lesson, Beautiful! No one can mess with my power! And your fucking eagle will cry when he sees his wife's appearance later after I enjoy your body. Bobbie!" Threaten Frans with a terrible whisper, who then continues to call his men, Bob.

Not long after, Bob ran over. Tasya could not see the long-barreled weapon that had been draped over Bob's stocky shoulder. He also could not see the small gun perched on the belt around Bob's waist.

What Tasya felt at this moment was only the horror of what Frans was going to do in a moment. In his heart he screamed for help so that Daffa would come to rescue him from this strange situation.

"Take your phone and record us!" Frans returned to give orders to Bob.

"I'll make your husband cry when he sees his wife's body turn into a piece of cheap meat that I can enjoy at will! Qiqiqiiqiii...!!" Frans chuckled again horribly.

Making the red alarm sound loud again in Tasya's mind.

"No! No!" Tasya's one hand tried to push Frans away, while his other hand tried to cover the front of his shirt that had been exposed.

But Frans managed to hold Tasya's hands together and held her tightly over her head with just one hand. While the other hand is busy tearing the front opening of the dress worn by Tasya until it becomes wider again.

"Daff! Daffa!!" Tasya shouted the husband's name, between a wave of pain and a chasm of despair that began to threaten him now.

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