When Love Is Present

Chapters 126. Roni threatened

"Damn it! He's moving faster. Huuuh!!!"

Lkraang!

Glasses on the glass-bottomed nako desk were strewn on the floor. Roni's hand threw the stuff. His anger rose instantly. With lightness the Head of the Private Auction Hall gave Roni's objection response.

"Why did you let him finish the day? Let him go through the process of his house. Let's know how he feels!"

"Maybe Mr. there is a problem with Mr. Vim, but I did not and we received a notice from the bank."

Roni's attempt to take control of Vim's house has failed. Seeing the miserable Vim was his goal. To avenge his heartache without medicine. Vim is always full of luck while he is always defeated. Almost Laras was in the grasp, now the opportunity was lost again. Roni does not want to accept the fact that he and Laras are not paired.

His mind was filled with foul sense. Vim has to pay for his heartache. His hands began to swiftly compose five sheets of photos on the table.

Cecliic. Five times his cellphone camera shots keep the photos in the mobile phone gallery. He easily sent the pictures to Vim's old phone number. Vim is back using his old SIM card.

"Vim, remember the game is not finished. You see those pictures? Soon it will spread on social media and you will experience another downfall even worse than this. Nothing happens if you fulfill my request." Write Roni.

Cursepret. What does Roni want. Never stopped ruining my life.

Vim didn't reply to Roni's message. Instead, he called Roni.

"Lunatic Lu! Not happy to see people happy. You want what? Give me all those pictures!"

There was a big laugh from across there.

"What??? You wrongly threatened the cave. The cave won't obey you. Note it!"

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"Sebodo! Watch out if you dare!"

Vim held back the explosive emotions. What if Roni's threat is actually carried out. Vim became angry.

One by one the tangled threads of his household unraveled, there were still trials that came. Vim doesn't want this to happen.

Vim pressed the bell in the workroom. From there the sound of the bell will be heard in the staff room Vim. Then Joel shows up and asks Vim for a need. Vim will say what he needs.

"I'm Sir. Can anyone help?" Joel has faced Vim.

"Joel called the bodyguard again yesterday. Do the same thing as before."

"About Mama, Mister?"

"Yes. As soon as."

"Good Sir. Try me to call the concerned."

Joel called but didn't connect. Repeat again and the result is the same.

"Can't be contacted by sir. I'll try again later."

Joel came out of the room. His phone vibrated and sounded. That number and Joel answered the call. Only a short while later did he return to talk to Vim.

"Sir, the bodyguard is out of town. Three days back."

"Three days?"

"Yes Sir. Am I looking for someone else?"

"No Joel. We'll wait for him to come home."

"Good sir."

Losing Barrels is not a desirable thing. Tightening surveillance is better than carelessness. For this reason Vim called the bodyguard again to guard Laras. His house is also guarded by security guards. Vim is not satisfied. Issuing more funds does not matter as long as the small family is always in good condition.

Then Vim wants to make sure the state of Baras. He made a video call with the man he loved so much.

"Have you eaten, baby?" Ask Vim.

"Already mas. Have you eaten yet?"

"A little while, baby. Just got a break."

"No food yet? I'll take you there, okay?"

"Don't. Joel will bring me lunch as usual. Vian what?"

"Vian bobok. Played long enough."

"good. You can take a nap too."

"Yes." Yeah."

"Remember my message. Not out of the house."

"Good Lord. Why the hell? I think the princess just used the rules."

"You're my daughter, baby. Outwardly it's just like me."

"good. Good. Happy working again, ma'am. Muuuuaah."

Clik. Very fast grumbling Vim. He returned to work. Seeing the Barrel adds to the spirit of Vim. Work quickly done, finished and then went home without burden.

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"This is fresh tea. I'll give you a little sugar, a tablespoon." Barrels deliver Vim drinks.

"It's okay to bargain as long as your heart is not to me."

"Hihiiii, yes no mas. My heart to you always."

"What's so serious? Not enough time in the company." The barrel approaches Vim. Sneaking soft shoulder Vim. His fingers pressed just because he did not have more energy like an incandescent.

"In the company it's done. It's got papi asking to help research."

"Mas must have been working all day. At home there is extra work. Let me just massage ya."

The position of Vim sitting allows Laras to massage the back of Vim's shoulders.

"Let's go, baby. I'm almost done."

The barrel keeps on spitting. Finally Vim straightened his back and leaned back. He caught one hand of Baras on his shoulder.

"You teased me, yes" said Vim.

"No. Just relieve the fatigue."

"I'm not tired, baby. Able to fight with you tonight."

"Hahahaha nah well approached already baper. Fondness."

"Essum equals wife alone is not forbidden." Vim continued the work. Just forward later or dawn tomorrow. Worshiping Laras more amuses her.

"The front isn't squashed?"

"Which part? Is the chest massaged too?"

"Here part." Vim pointed at his body part. Identity of a man.

"Aawww!" Barrel closes his eyes.

"Your ways are weird. Just yell at."

"Really shameful."

"Why ashamed. Conversations between husband and wife without limits and time. You're gonna need this" Vim said again.

"Heeeh.mazo." Laras cheeks blushing red.

"I realize, baby. This is my skin hurting." Vim pinched his hand.

"Yes, yeah. Just give it." The barrel takes its place on the side of Vim.

"Keep me for what? My hands are achy?" Pouty barrel. There's nothing ugly about Laras' body. The frown looks beautiful to Vim. Thin lips, tiny nose and glances are able to arouse the passion of Vim.

"His hand I'm looking at. It is not a talent to be your masseuse. Sneak a moment cape," chirped Vim.

"I want to be your wife. No other interest."

"good. Want a massage, baby?" Ask Vim.

"No."

"liks. Your guts say that." Vim's hand doesn't stop at Laras's. His gaze turned soft and gentle. The touch of his hand moved on the other part of Laras' body.

"It's not the opposite. Who wants to."

"certain. Wanting a wife is a right and part of my responsibility."

"Hmm.yes."

"So now this?"

"What?" Baras pretended to be stupid.

"You're making me fat."

Without saying any more Vim raised the body of Laras. Surprise made Laras scream and shut his mouth. His loud voice could cause Vian to wake up.

"Mas.iiiiiiiih Patience. I'm gonna pee."

"Later on."

"Where can I. Aduuuhwas...Barrel immediately jumped out of bed."

"Huuuh Laras."

The barrel came again with relief.

"It's not good to hold back your pee?" Barrel Vocations.

"Yes. Now what else is your excuse?"

"Not the reason. Obviousness. Sisters say it's not good to hold back your pee."

"Here you go" call Vim.

The barrel sits facing Vim.

"Open your shirt" pinta Vim. Baras was smiling.

"Dear I'm serious. I'm the one who opened it."

Laras not fight . Letting Vim take off his clothes. Vim begins to worship Laras excessively. His desire is soaring. Laras did not refuse. After receiving Vim's treatment and finally lulled by every touch of Vim.

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Laras' daily life is filled with busy taking care of Vian. One week they were home. One week Laras did not leave the house because Vim did not allow it. Vim always reminds me not to go anywhere. If Laras asks Vim for a trivial answer, I don't want to lose track of you. It was impossible for Laras to escape or be rushed by someone else. Baras felt himself to have no enemies.

Laras tuned music as a friend of her dress Vian. Barrels do everything themselves related to Vian. The attention of the Barrel was really gushing for Vian.

The sound of music from the baby Walker Vian rang when his tiny finger pressed so many times.

Laras watches while reading the women's magazine. Times are advancing. Media information is easy to get but Laras still likes to read through paper media.

The barrel preoccupation is piqued when the phone rings. He answered the call. The sobbing sound of aunt Morina teasing Laras. What was?