Your wife is my choice

IAP. 55.

Rico's phone rang, and then he picked it up "Co, is this your ex-wife, why did you tell me to find out anything about her? Then if you still love why divorce the boss?"  the voice across the phone made Rico's ears instantly heat up.

Tomi's ugliness is to talk without using the brain, too frontal in conveying something, which is not his business even in question.

"Co, she's also beautiful but, how can divorce not be strong you ma.."

"Much of your talk, your job is to know what I ask or do not need to just transfer the salary" said Rico cold and deadly it.

"Eh, no Co, I was just kidding not in the pot" Tomi had not yet finished his words, Rico who had already sensi it immediately ended the call unilaterally.

Rico felt dizzy about everything, he rubbed his hair back with the look of his frustrated eyes.

"I don't want Rin, you marry someone else, whatever you are the mother of my child I should only have you." 

"Maybe I'm late to realize, I'm just as bad as you but I want you to be mine again, no matter what."

Clara, who was downstairs, was curious why her husband now ignored her and chose to be alone in a room that was not allowed at all on her plate.

Finally Clara arrived at the door of the secret room, she eavesdropped because she was so curious, she faintly heard Rico's voice inside.

Clara frowned, it seemed that Rico was very serious in his words.

Suddenly, Rico opened the door to the room suddenly making Clara so shocked.

"Ma-mas you said it yourself in the room, who did you telephoto" clara's speech came to a halt as she captured a large frame featuring an image of Arini wrapped in a bridal kebaya with Rico embracing her, inside the room.

Realizing that, Rico hurriedly closed the door again.

Clara frowned, for what Rico still kept the photo, even the photo was not on display there.

"Well, are you here?"  rico asked in such a cold tone.

Clara waver, lest Rico know if she came here to monitor her husband. He bit his lower lip, confused as to what to answer.

"No, I was going to call Rico, I wanted to eat together" said Clara.

Rico did not answer, he locked the room so that no one could enter but him. 

What makes Clara so curious, why does Rico seem so afraid if until he reached into this room, what exactly is the secret that is in the heart of Clara so curious to make him.

Rico rolled up his shirt sleeve, he just passed by leaving Clara still in front of the room.

Seeing Rico leave him, Clara swore to open the room later if Rico was not home. Because Clara was so curious.

But Clara was increasingly ignored this more and more, he chased Rico down the stairs and when he got under her he pulled her hand.

"Mas I want to talk,"

"What?" rico replied lazily.

"Why can't I go into that room, what's the matter?" clara said as she pointed at the door upstairs.

"It's none of your business!" rico's answer was brief, dense, and piercing.

"Much talk!" rico replied with glaring eyes.

Rico left Clara again, the man was so sick of being near his wife, he moved again up the stairs so often that Rico was now on clara. Clara felt she was being ignored by Rico raw.

The regret in Clara's heart was so extraordinary, she clenched her hands so unacceptable for Rico's treatment that it was becoming more and more so.

Now that he asked inwardly, could it be that Rico's love had worn off? Is he really his wife now?.

She who used to be adored by him, now a sweet cane that was thrown away, she has the body of her husband but not with her heart, if you know love as sick as this, it is better to be the Clara as before. But his heart had already fallen, what to say.

Clara's dream seemed to be broken, Rico's attitude that so melted his heart.

Being talked to only rarely, let alone biological relationships, but once every day Rico always craved his touch. Now that he's rarely even on Touch at all, he really isn't considered a wife by Rico.

Angrily he slammed the vase of flowers on the table.

My pyaar!!

"Damn it!" 

While at Seto's house, he had ended his hot struggle, although his wife was a widow but it felt no less distant than the girl in general, he smiled how ferocious he was against the body of the wife, and his wife was, he recalled with a smile how delicious Arini's body was.

"Ah, just finished the time to go," Seto shakes his head while looking at the python that has been slightly inflated.

Arini is still in the bathroom, Seto wanted to take a bath together, but Arini refused, Arini knew Seto was not satisfied with him, he was not satisfied with it, but because her body had crumbled she gently gave understanding to her husband.

Even though this was not his first, the sensation he felt with Seto was extraordinary, Seto was very agile making him crazy under his Shackles.

He grabbed the phone lying on the nightstand, typing some messages for Bimo the contents of the message were..

"Supervise Rico's movements, lest he know my present home!" ~Seto.

But Bimo was not as usual, his assistant did not reply to his message, he then pressed the green button and called him.

It's been a few seconds but the call's not connected, "where is this fucking human?" seto muttered astonished.

Then he threw his phone on the mattress, he threw his body, his wife had not yet come out of the bathroom, Seto again eyed the scene earlier as he squeezed Arini's body tightly.

The turmoil when close to Arini is very difficult to control, he pressed his manhood on Arini's body gently.

"Akh." Arini gasped with the impromptu attack he made. The longer he devours Arini's lips greedily, exploring every cavity in his mouth. Sip and sip the sweetness.

Little by little Arini becomes unsteady, he begins to drift and follow his game. His wife went with the flow, until the release of the two was done simultaneously.

Seto vividly remembers with a single blow his manhood plunged Arini's body deeply.

just imagining it makes something down there hard.

Seriate….

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