1000 HOURS WITH YOU
For 500 million

“Sorry, because it makes you angry,” Aslan said as she lay down on the bed on her side, facing Irina.

“Iya, I'm sorry also for being excessive to you,” Irina replied with a smile, looking at Aslan who was also staring at her.

“Still angry again?” aslan asked, rubbing her smooth cheeks with gentle and careful movements.

Irina answered with a headband together with a sweet smile that made Aslan even more intoxicated to the woman.

Without a word, Aslan immediately pulled Irina into his arms, anchoring a soft kiss on the lips that had become his candlestick. One of his burly hands crept down touching his woman's sensitive spot.

Be inspired, and tempted that's how Irina feels right now. He returned Aslan's kiss no less soft. And resigned to open both legs wide when the handsome man began to colonize the core.

The sounds of moaning and rustling came out from Irina's lips as she felt countless pleasures. Aslan was now on top of her body, braving her possessively, and then she sensed that something was stirring in her sensitive area.

“What is this?” thought Irina, then she opened both her eyes, looking fixedly at Aslan, as if asking for an explanation.

“Aslan, you ..” his voice was swallowed back into the throat as the man quickly silenced his lips with a passionate kiss, cradling himself in an indisputable point of pleasure.

Now only a sighing sound came out of Irina's lips, when she felt a hard object hit her sensitive point in a row.

Is aslan healed?

Yes ... The man was healed, the proof is he was so strong and mighty, to make Irina helpless.

“NO!!” yelled Yoga in his sleep. Sweat flooded his body, and his face looked extremely pias when he had just woken up from a nightmare.

Bu Nining, who was asleep on the sofa, jumped in shock when she heard the screams of Yoga, she immediately got up, approaching her son.

“Yoga, you have nightmares?” Ms. Nining poured water from the teapot into a glass glass, then gave it to her son. Yoga immediately drank the water to the toilet, then gave the empty glass to his mother.

Ms. Nining took some tissue to wipe her son's forehead, which was wet with sweat.

“What nightmare made you like this?” bu Nining asked curiously, while looking at her son's face that looked pias and hardened as if he was holding back a rage.

“My world is collapsing, Mom. I dreamed that Irina cheated on me and made love to another man.” Yoga cupped his face, crying sadly in his mother's arms. The dream felt real, even he could clearly remember the face of his wife while enjoying the touch of another man. The heart of Yoga is like in remat until it is shapelessly broken. It hurt so much that it made him want to die.

“Sttt, just a dream, Ga. It won't come true. Therefore, I always tell you to always think positively about your wife, so that your subconscious is also positive,” explained Bu Nining to her son who was still crying.

Yoga looked up at the clock stuck on the wall, the time was already showing 1 pm. The myth is that if you dream at midnight, it will become a reality. Yoga clenched his hands tightly, hoping that the myth would not happen, hoping that his wife would always be loyal to him.

Aslan rubbed the sweat that soaked Irina's forehead, then kissed her affectionately. Irina smiled and put both her hands to the sturdy neck. Although the duration of their romance is not long, but rapid progress for Aslan.

“Why did you hide it from me?” irina asked in an annoyed tone.

“Nothing I'm hiding from you. Merely, when adjacent to you my body immediately reacted,” replied Aslan looking deeply at Irina, then rolled her body and lay beside Irina.

Irina nodded her head, understanding the explanation of the man, although it ended with gulping his saliva roughly, “5 days again even 1000 hours,” said Irina.

“Then?” Aslan answered cuek. She already knew the direction Irina was talking about, She would not let go of Irina, just like her promise at that time, she would have Irina completely regardless if Irina already had a husband.

Irina let out a rough sigh, when she saw Aslan's indifferent response. It was free to discuss the matter because Aslan would not listen to it.

“Sleep!” aslan's words in a flat and cold voice, not forgetting that her sharp gaze was cast on Irina.

At the Night Club. A man was scraping his rival's information from a man who knew Dimas well. Because that night club was a subscription to Dimas.

“Well, so that woman is a prostitute?” A man smirked when he managed to obtain the huge information that greatly shocked him. He got the information from someone who worked at a nightclub who had seen Aslan and Irina doing something in the car while in the nightclub parking lot at that time.

“True, Sir,” said the man while bowing his head.

“Thank you for the information. This is a gift for you.” Kevin took 10 pieces of red money from his wallet, then gave it to the man.

“Thank you very much, Sir, thank you very much!” the man replied with great pleasure and accepted the money with open arms. Then immediately leave in front of Kevin.

The man walked around whistling, shaking the 10 pieces of money in his hand. He's so happy, just giving a little information he's getting a million dollars. What luck to him.

However, her happiness does not last long, she is confronted by Meyda when she will return to the bartender table to help her co-workers.

BUGH!!

“Arghhh!” The man squealed while looking down and held his stomach while getting a hard blow from a woman who was none other than Meyda.

“What do you say to him?!” asked Meyda while taking the money held by the man and put it in his br.

“No! I didn't say anything!” replied the man, grimacing withstanding the pain and pain in his heart.

“It looks like one punch doesn't make you kapok!” meyda then kicked the man's two latos using one of his legs.

BUGH!

“Arghhh!!” the man was again in pain. “Arghh! My phone broke!” scream at the man before he slumped on the floor.

Because the nightclub was very crowded, and very noisy by the music, then no one noticed or heard the sound of them both.

Meyda crouched down, then clutched tightly into the man's jaw, “say!” Meyda.

“I told you that your friend you brought here was a prostitute,” replied the man.

“Job!!” meyda then stood up and stepped on the man's hand with her heel. The man screamed in pain, but the sound of his screams was lost to the sound of Dj music that was so deafening.

“Once again if you dare to talk again with that person, then you will die in my hands! Understand!!” meyda shouted full of emotion.

The man nodded in fear, promising not to repeat it again.

“Huh! For the sake of 500 million, I turned into a monster!” meyda growled, wagging her long hair, and looked at the man who was helplessly drooping.

Now it was Meyda's time to act, with a soft target in front of her eyes.

Meyda enters the VIP room where Kevin is alone there enjoying the vodca.

"Good night, sir," Meyda said in a sensual voice, making anyone tempted to hear it.

Kevin turned his head, looking at the beautiful and sexy woman walking towards him. The man looked at the woman from top to bottom, then back up again looking fixed on the beautiful face of the woman who had narrow eyes and two long cheeks if smiling.

"Who let you in?" asked Kevin in a flat voice.

"Oh, I'm just taking the initiative. Coincidentally earlier this room's door wasn't closed, and I saw you sitting alone here. It's a pity, if your handsome man is taken in," Meyda replied, sitting next to Kevin.

Meyda who only wears a white corp top bra that is matched with a black mini jeans skirt looks very sexy and very hot. The twin hills look very plump sticking out as if they want to spill. Making Kevin glance towards that direction. As a normal man of course he is tempted when he sees good stuff.

"What's your name?" kevin asked, looking at Meyda closely.

"Call me Mey" Meyda replied in a soft voice together with a very seductive smile.

Meyda looked at Kevin who looked very handsome when seen up close, making himself almost goosebumps because of the man's good looks.

"Gosh, remember 500 million. But, if you play around at once, right? Enduring not holding. It must be XXL in size, "Meyda's inner being glanced at Kevin's thigh. His dirty brain, started traveling naughty.

"What do you see?" kevin's question made Meyda very surprised then immediately averted her eyes and acted as if she was nervous.

"Sorry, Sir. My eyes cannot be conditioned when I see good things" Meyda replied chuckling as she closed her lips, pretentiously cute and graceful.

"You're being too honest." Kevin looked at the beautiful woman while giving her a bottle of vodca, but the woman refused.

"I'm sorry, if my honesty makes you uncomfortable, then excuse me," Meyda said as she moved from her seat, preparing to walk away but her steps stopped when her hands were blocked by Kevin.

"Yes!! Snapper fish in the trap!" inner Meyda cheered.

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