[Two] Strategies to Seize People's Wives
Code For Pebinor

When the work was done, Freya chose to watch kung fu, taekwondo and pencak silat on YouTube. The beautiful woman took a proper and careful look at all the movements of the athletes in the video.

It was difficult for Freya to learn martial arts again by using professional services. Because, the time he had was very short. He had a week off, but that time he spent with Marcel. So that his son is not lonely.

"Huff ... seems like it would be difficult, if self-taught. But, it's okay, I have to keep trying as much as possible. At least I can repay Ozan later," Freya told herself.

The beautiful woman smiled widely. He glanced right left, there was no one inside the pantry. Freya accidentally comes to the pantry to make coffee for herself. What's more, his work was finished faster.

"Everyone is busy. They're not going here" Freya told herself.

Freya took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly. He put his cell phone on the pantry table, making the wall a buffer for his phone.

Freya follows the movements of the athletes who are in the video. Freya's movements were still stiff, but, just for a moment. Because next he did well.

"Focus, Frey. Let's just say that you're boxing this is Ozan," Freya's inner self-motivated.

He did not realize that someone was standing at the door of the pantry and saw what Freya was doing.

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Mark Lee breathed a sigh of relief. He finally succeeded in his task. Today his work feels looser than his usual day.

"Huh .. leganya," muttered Mark slowly.

The man looked at the watch attached to his left arm. The clock shows at three in the afternoon. It was still early when he came home. For some reason since Freya, Mark prefers to spend time in the office.

"Ck, the charm of people's wives is second to none," he sighed resentfully at his taste.

The handsome man got up from his seat of greatness. Suddenly Mark wanted his own handmade coffee.

The handsome man walked out of the room and walked into the pantry. When he got there how surprised Mark saw Freya was practicing martial arts – basic moves.

"Waw ..." Mark was amazed at Freya's posture. The woman had opened her suit, leaving a white shirt that was quite tight and fitted to her body.

"Dead you, Ozan!"

"I'll get back at you!"

Freya subconsciously cursed her own husband to leave Mark stunned. The handsome man was petrified for a moment. His mind floated on the scar on Freya's face the other day.

What hurt Freya was her husband.

Oh God ... Mark was angry to hear it. He clenched his hands tightly, as a man, his pride was hurt when he knew any woman close to him was hurt by men.

"Huff ... Is this a sign from God that I can take someone's wife? Yes ... It must be a code of nature so that I can snatch that stupid woman from her husband" Mark murmured softly.

He deliberately called Freya stupid, because he was silent when oppressed. Maybe if Mark were a woman, it would be another story. It could be Ozan instantly being the deceased ball trying to hurt him.

"Your movement is still stiff, but it's good enough for beginners" Mark said suddenly to Freya's surprise. The woman was kicking in the air and unable to maintain her balance, surprised to hear Mark's voice.

"Yeah!" freya almost fell down.

However …

Hap.

Mark first moves to hold Freya's body weight. He wrapped his hands around the waist of the subordinate.

Glug.

Mark gulped his saliva roughly at Freya's tiered neck that was soaked in sweat.

Slowly Mark approached his lips with Freya's neckline.

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