Uterus Ransom (Forced Pregnant My Enemy Husband's Child)

How come?

After Tirta's departure, Freya was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief. Actually, he felt uncomfortable talking alone with Tirta. Especially since it was a bit late like this.

Freya immediately opened the pavilion door and entered it. Just as Freya was about to close the door, suddenly a pair of hands pushed the door violently until Freya staggered and nearly fell.

Freya's eyes widened when she saw who did it, "tu-sir." Freya is nervous.

Don't ask how Freya is feeling right now, of course she is feeling surprised, afraid, anxious, panicked, and worried. Especially when staring at the eyes can not be in the netra Abidzar. It was as if there was such great anger, resentment, hatred, resentment, and also love.

But he did not understand, what was the reason for all the flavors that raged in Abidzar's netra. Did he make such a terrible mistake that Abidzar hated him so much? But what mistake? He had only known Abidzar for a few days. If Erin had not brought him here, she would have never known this handsome but cold and terrible man.

"Why are you so surprised, huh? Do you expect Tirta to come here?" The scorn of Abidzar who grinned cynically.

"N-no, sir. It's not like that." The answer is still stamped with a racing heart. Moreover, Abidzar continued to erode the distance with him. Freya swallowed her saliva with great difficulty. He retreated backwards with an anxious look.

"No need to lie to me. Once the net turned out to be still nalaang. Putting on a plain face to ensnare all men, that's your job, isn't it. You haven't changed. I think prison can change your bad nature for the better, but it turns out. You are a true net."

"Stop calling me nalaang, sir! I'm not as bad as you think. Who are you to judge me, huh! Even we just got to know, but I don't know how many words you've been accusing me of." Freya shouted with her chest rising and roaring breath.

Freya's eyes were reddened. Angers bubbled. He was angry, he was upset, the man .. Every time he met him must have always been insulting and scornful. He admitted she was not a holy woman. She was also far from being a good woman, but she never lived. If ever, she only ever did it with Gathan-her ex-husband. But Gathan never touched him at all.

He used to change partners often. He used these men to meet his hedonistic needs. But he never did anything more. Although not a few of them tried to persuade and seduce, they even dared to give anything to him as long as he wanted to surrender himself, but Freya refused. He doesn't want to do that. Because he also has a dream of having a good man's life partner.

If a depraved man wants a good woman's life partner, then he is the same. Therefore, as despicable as he was, he never did any deed that would plunge him into ruin. His life has been ruined and he will not be made worse by destroying his pride.

Hearing Freya's self-defense, Abidzar laughed loudly. After that, he grinned. He turned his body and locked the door. Freya's eyes instantly rounded. Anxious feelings increasingly ambushed him. Especially when he saw Abidzar who was getting closer with a sneer on his lips.

"Sir, what do you want?" freya asked with a sweat that had soaked her temple.

One corner of Abidzar's lips lifted up, "of course I did what I was supposed to do from the beginning."

"You mean?" Freya asked. But he clearly understood what that meant. But he hoped it was only his assumption because in fact he was not ready.

Freya's body was already stuck to the wall. His heart is beating abnormally. Abidzar was standing right in front of him. Then with his right palm he reached Freya's jaw tight. Freya felt her jaw ache as well as pain.

The grip was so strong it seemed to want to crush Freya's jawbone. Freya wanted to scream, but she couldn't. There are only tears that fall apart uncontrollably. Though as much as possible Freya tried to resist not showing her weakness. But the name of the woman can not be separated from tears if you feel a little pain in the heart and physical.

Seeing that, Abidzar grinned. I don't know what's on his mind. Is it good to see him in pain like this?

"I've said it over and over again, don't act like an innocent ass. I'm not an easy Tirta for you to trick. Now, finish your job. Get in the room, hurry!"

Freya shuffled away trying to avoid. He was really scared right now. Fear made his body shake violently, but Abidzar was being overwhelmed by waves of anger no matter the fear implied in Freya's netra.

Seeing Freya trying to avoid made Abidzar more upset. He then climbed into the bed and restrained it.

His eyes glared sharply, "let go of everything."

Freya was silent, she was still trying to digest Abidzar's words.

"Take off all your clothes, jalaaang! Are you deaf, huh?" Hardik Abidzar while pulling the tight clothes Freya to tear.

With trembling hands, Freya stripped off all her clothes. Seeing Freya's slow movements, Abidzar helped pull Freya's pants up to the cover of the sensitive part. Until Freya's body looks thin and filled with bruises. However, as Abidzar is currently in a state of rage, he is unable to notice Freya's body. All he had in his mind was to complete his goal. He did not want to linger with women who until now he still considers cheap women and has been touched by many men.

Once Freya's body was perfectly plain, as before, she took a pillow and covered Freya's face. Freya could only comply with a face that was getting wet with tears.

Abidzar who impatiently wanted to finish his goal just took his pants down, without letting go. Then he folded Freya's legs to reveal a valley of beauty that he thought had often entered the striped men.

His anger is burning. Every memory of Freya was once a lackey of rich men making their breath hunt. Every time he remembered Freya had been touched by many men making his chest rumble.

His eyes turned red, and without warming, Abidzar tried to unify. The first attempt failed, he then positioned his own again in front of the heavenly valley of Freya and again tried to unify, but again failed to make his forehead wrinkled.

Behind the pillow, Freya bit her lip, while both of her hands were on the edge of the pillow to channel pain, not only in the physical, but also in the heart.

Until the third time, Abidzar succeeded in unification. Freya screamed stifled while biting the pillow. The pain made the clear hair flow more and more. His body feels split. It had never been thought that he would release his honor in this way. No softness. There's none. There is only pain. There is only pain that creeps.

Meanwhile, the man who is still loyal to him is now silent sculpting. Trying to digest what he is experiencing right now.

"Why does it feel different? Why is it like something's ripped in there? Why does it feel so different." But for a moment this question was just a voice in his heart. The roar of anger that had mastered it now changed the question mark.

With curiosity growing, Abidzar pulled himself. Although with great difficulty because he was actually burning passion.

After his own was completely uprooted, the man's eyes instantly widened. The burning desire disappeared immediately. Body's squeezing. His sharp and hateful eyes also changed. Especially when there was sobbing from the woman he had just forced into.

'How is it possible?'

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