The Prisoner of the Sadistic Master

Trapped

...Pov Author...

Fian looked at Vie who was cooking for him. She hugged Vie tightly from behind, "Vie... I'm sorry."

Vie who was a little surprised because the hug moved his body uncomfortable, "Detach. If I don't, I won't be masakin."

Fian pursed his lips sadly.

"Vie... I'm sorry." Repeated Fian.

"I'm sorry for what. I've forgotten everything. The point is after the breakup we'll all be done." Vie still moved uncomfortably a few times.

Fian started crying, "Mama's been lying to me. He told me all the bad things about you, and I foolishly did not seek the truth first and instead immediately believed it. Vie I'm sorry."

Vie was fed up with Fian's words. He never believed and cared about Fian again.

Vie turned off the stove and turned his body around, "You want me to be happy don't you?" Vie asked arrived.

Fian nodded quickly.

"Then divorce me. Then I'll feel the greatest happiness." Vie said with a cold look.

The deg!

Fian speechless.

His heart grimaced with deep pain.

Fian wanted to answer Vie's sentence again with the word No! But Fian's lips were gripped by the fact that he was the one who always made Vie suffer.

Fian lowered his head in a deep breath and then took it out, it seemed like Vie's pain was already so deep in him that he hated him so much.

"Alright if that's what makes you happy. I'll do that."

***

The divorce trial is over. Nothing else needs to be discussed, both parties have agreed to this decision. And child custody is on Vie, please,

Vie doesn't demand anything from Fian. The point is, he's only gonna be separated from Fian for a long time.

***

Day by day passed. Vie had opened his shop branch to another city and settled there deliberately to be away from Fian.

And Fian. He went back to his life. His life is full of the night world by going to bars or clubs looking for fun but never got it. He never touched women at all because he was not passionate about them.

Especially tonight Fian doesn't drink anything at the Club and just sits down and sucks cigars. And this time the club is not the usual club he visits.

Fian's eyes widened. Whether this is a dream or not, but he sees Vie with Claire. Vie's condition is very drunk while Claire is still fully conscious.

Claire seems to hold Vie ala bridal style and a mysterious smile. Take him somewhere.

Fian shook his head, 'What is Claire doing?!' inner Fian as she herself stood up and was about to chase Claire to save Vie. But his feet stopped.

'But what is my business with them? Maybe they already have a special relationship, married maybe.' Inner Fian again.

But Fian's heart was very unsettled. She wasn't sure Claire brought Vie here for anything ordinary.

Fian followed Claire and Vie.

Seemat Fian Club has room facilities for overnight which is very comfortable for a couple who want to enjoy the night after being satisfied with drinking. And the direction of Claire's footsteps was exactly the direction of the room.

"Claire... Heat... It's hot..." Vie complains with an uncomfortable moving body.

'Hot?' Inner Fian was stalking behind them and hiding behind a wall that was more prominent than any other wall.

Claire smiled obliquely, "I'll help you Vie... And it's even more delicious than when you're with the fucking guy."

Vie can't catch what Claire says. Her body was so hot after drinking the drink Claire had given her earlier.

Like withstanding a strange flare.

Vie immediately hugged Claire making Claire smile on her side. Claire then changes Vie's position to face him like holding a small child to make their bodies face each other, deliberately making Vie more freely embrace him.

Vie's mind went where. He doesn't know anymore.

Vie hugged Claire tightly, feeling her body become more passionate. Vie sighed making Claire even more excited and quickened her pace.

"I'm glad you're divorced. And look I'm gonna replace him, baby...." Claire said in a whisper but could be heard Fian who was still trailing.

Claire had been at the door of the room whereas Fian was a bit away from where they were.

Claire walked in and closed the door slowly, "By enjoying you you will no longer be able to refuse me to be your husband, right?" Claire smiled slylyly at the end of her sentence.

Door locked.

The deg!

Fian jerking.

"Suck!!"

Claire trapped Vie in a dirty way.

Soon Fian ran towards the room. With emotions that enslaved made Fian to pour on the door of the room.

Claire who was just about to take a hit on Vie rolled her eyes riled up. What else is that?!

He was forced to go back to the door and open it.

Brakk Bukk

The door opened and one bogeman slid down Claire's cheek.

"Basic jerk!! You set him up!!"

Claire grimaced in pain, what aching Fian's punch to her face, not to mention her body being thrown to the floor and hitting the floor violently. How did Fian get here?

Fucking shit!

Fian pulled Claire's collar forcibly making Claire who fell down earlier interested in standing up.

Buk buk buk buk buk

Fist-tiles plowed through Claire's face.

Fian pulled Claire to the doorway and pushed her out.

Claire staggered and re-positioned her body standing upright. Because he did not want to be beaten up by Fian, Claire chose to go broke.

"I'll get back at you!" Threat Claire.

Fian with a dull emotion was about to chase Claire.

"Panat.... Pleases... It's hot..." Steady Vie from behind.

Fian is upset that he can't chase the fucking guy back to hit him because he has to see Vie's more important situation right away.

Fian closed the door and locked it.

Immediately Fian ran towards the direction Vie was.

Fian gulped his saliva heavily. Vie forcibly undressed his clothes until they were almost completely open.

Fian shakes. Nnnnope. He can't.

Vie, who had closed his eyes in heat, now opened his eyes.

He saw Fian was throwing away his gaze.

Vie's consciousness has gone nowhere. All he felt was naf*su now.

Vie moved towards Fian and then pulled his nape. Kiss the guy.

Fian tried to hold Vie by holding his waist, but he lost this situation. He misses his body so much.

Fian's hand began to go into Vie's shirt Vie shirt that had missed the front button all made Vie start to sigh.

Fian lowered his kiss to Vie's neck and started sipping it.

Vie complains of pleasure.

Fian held Vie and propped her on the bed. Staying with her kiss Fian undressed Vie.

Then Fian flinched back. He can't do this. Nnnnope.

Fian held Vie's body and rolled Vie's body with a blanket until it looked like a pocong.

Vie looked at Fian disappointedly and cried, "Hu hu hu..."

Fian grabbed her hair in frustration. "That's....."

If only Vie were still his he would have been happy and even more ferocious to satisfy his desires.

What a pity Fian's fate.