The Prisoner of the Sadistic Master

Morning is Different

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I put Ryan's tie on and confirmed his suit. When I finished I was going to sit back in the chair.

He looked at me sharply.

"Why?" My toot.

He kept looking at me getting upset. Like it means something. Butwhat?

I looked at her in surprise, "Yes what?"

"You are Nyai. And you don't know what you're gonna do?"

I frowned, "What is it?"

She pulled my hand and placed it on her shoulder while her hand that pulled my hand earlier moved to my waist. He brought his face to my neck, "Mayain me."

She kissed my neck with a slight sip of it and then switched to kissing my lips gently.

He then looked at me, "I want you to kiss me every morning without me asking. Pamper me the way you treat me like a husband." She stroked my cheek between the lines, "Soft and sweet." He said with a look I could hardly understand.

The deg!

What is this vibration?!

No! I can't baper!

Remember Vie, he's a crocodile man!

He tightened his embrace the instant the wind blew lightly.

Ryan weakens his embrace and sees me confused, "I go first. Much work." Said. He left me with the same confused look as me. Yup, this feels weird, he why? Why did he arrive like a dazed person?

Ah whatever.

I turned around and was very surprised to see Dion behind me.

Crack. The door closed instantly with a loud instant. But why the housekeeper in this house at all came to Ryan's room and panicked?

He walked up to me quickly and stopped before me with a sharp look.

My eyes widened as he arrived immediately kissed me and sipped my neck.

He did it again.

My heart is really not bad. Then he looked at me sharply, "Removing his tracks."

And why do I realize this strange thing was his actions, starting from Ryan who looked confused and the door bangs that were not heard at all by the residents of the house.

He approached her face but I held her back, "Dion."

He did not answer and looked at me flat.

Is this what you call a raging ghost? Or the... Is this what it feels like to be lost?

I looked into his eyes, it seemed like he was falling more into anger. It seems like he has a problem and because he is a bulle so his impingement is about to have intercourse with women. Did his previous life pick a heavy problem and return to his mind again?

Gee whiz... I have too many thoughts about him.

I stroked her head gently hoping she was calmer.

Her sharp gaze weakened and then hugged me tightly and was slouched over my front shoulder.

I still stroked him and calmed him down. I don't want to start talking, I'm afraid of the wrong talk and he ends up getting angry and making things fly and crumble.

He lifted his head. "Is your master being kind to you?"

I chuckled lightly briefly considering Ryan was getting weird. "He's weird for a long time. The more unclear, already that he sometimes gently arrived like a wild beast. I don't get it."

Dion looked at me flatly and in an intimidating manner, "You like it?"

I'm shaking. "So. Who told? Why do you like him too? Ishi.."

Dion looked back at me sharply, "He's not good for you. Never liked it."

I smiled a little. "Keep I like who? You you?" I chuckle.

He looked at me in silence.

I became a gerogi myself, "Ehem." I'm a little bit of a little puffing calm down, "Yes, right. We are different nature."

He was still silent and brought his face closer slowly, stopping when he was exactly 2cm in front of me. "But you can change the way I think if I'm human, right?"

My face is hot and hot. Like a lack of oxygen.

I'm holding Dion. And then fan the fan, "P-heat once. Can't we continue the conversation while sitting."

"I'm more comfortable like this." He lowered his head and was on my neck, he exhaled slowly.

I don't feel like this heat is getting any more down, it's getting bigger.

He stroked my neck slowly making me feel like I was stung by something strange. "You're sweating."

"Ep. Oh yea! I want to go to the park. Can we go there? I really want to go there!" I said with a slight stiffness to hold the feeling of deg-degan.

He looked at me, "I like this position." He said blak blakan.

"But I'm going to the park... Please yaaa." I beg.

He looked at me flat, "Hm. We're leaving."

A moment of wind and a brief glare hit us and led us to a beautiful garden.

I saw him with his cold face standing next to me.

I shook my head because I saw the view of his face that looked very handsome in the morning sun.