101 Days To Be Your Partner
Chapter 45

"Damar .. be loyal to only one of your partners. Trust me.. being betrayed hurts so much" Quin whispered in his arms.

Damar just budged and increasingly tightly grabbed Quin's body. As if carried away by feelings, Quin instead felt comfortable in the man's embrace.

A second later he woke up and then cleared his throat.

"Ehem ... Can you let me go?"

"If I don't want to?" his Damar was feeling anxious.

"Ck ... Damar," he decanted and then a little thrashed.

"You'd better eat first" Damar suggested.

"I'm still full."

Damar frowned. "Whoof? When do you eat and where?" his pedicab.

"Pppffffff ..." Quin laughed at her while cupping her face. "Kok .. You are so possessive?" said Quin. "Last afternoon, at one of the cafes near the rides where I spent my time" Quin explained.

"Other times if you go to that ride

again, don't forget to take me too" Damar said.

"Ok .. well Mr. Brewok," said Quin with a breath. "So .. can you leave?"

Again Damar seemed reluctant to take it off and instead looked fixed on Quin's face, looked into his eyes and then down to his lips. Slowly starting to bring her lips closer, she tried to vanish but again failed when Quin held her lips with her index finger.

"Nooo .. if you don't want to be addicted" Quin whispered and laughed funnyly.

"Ah ... sh*it!!!" as Damar in his heart. "Before knowing you I was indeed addicted Quin, a player. I'm afraid if you know the truth" she said.

"I almost forgot?"

"What?"

"I want to shave your hair and get your hands on it" Quin said.

"Are you sure?"

"Why not?"

"Now?"

"Yes ..there is no reason to refuse" Quin replied with a smile.

"Quin ... tomorrow only," he said.

"Ok, no problem" Quin replied. "Can I leave?" the other door is still in Damar's arms.

"Can ... on one condition," said Damar with a thin grin.

"Ck .. say, Mr. forcing," decak Quin.

"One Kiss," he bargained.

"Oh, come on .. don't do this," Quin declined.

Quin glanced at Damar. Oh Lord ... how is this. It's so funny to see the mustache. 😆️

Quin felt unwilling and seemed to think of something. Instantly his idea was sparked after putting his phone in his pants pocket.

Without cue he immediately tickled Damar's waist without stopping, so as to make the man bewok was careless and laughed.

"Quin, stop it! Tingly."

Quin ignored his request and continued to tickle him.

"Quin .. please stop," he asked again with a laugh.

Again Quin ignored until he was satisfied, then he stopped and ran down the stairs to his room.

Shortly after being in his room he immediately locked the door and threw his body on his soft bed and looked at the ceiling of the room.

"Huh, really bad. Wear everything," sizzled Quin. "If he really adds another 30 days, I'm gonna run away from here. Where I want to be stuck here, I want to be free. After all, Angga and I have broken up" he said.

Shortly after the door was knocked, but Quin was reluctant to open and just let it go.

"That's good to be taken in" he said, closing his eyes.

While outside the door, Damar continued to knock on the object made of wood while calling out to him.

Tok ... tok ...

Tok ... tok ...

"Quin, open the door please!" the door was still knocking on the door but it was not opened.

"Is he angry?" ask Damar to himself. "Am I outrageous? Lord ... I don't want him to disappear again without news like yesterday" he worried.

"Quin, open the door .. please," he asked. "Ok .. ok .. I admit I'm wrong, I'm sorry," he said, but Quin did not make a sound and the door to his room remained tightly closed.

Not out of his mind, he was looking for a spare key, but again he had to be disappointed because the key was in Quin's room.

Quin who was just a listener finally chuckled, but still he did not get out of bed.

"Rasain, once the work of the forced brewer, is it okay, huh?" quin said and closed his eyes again.

Because he did not open the door, Damar finally returned to the rooftop.

"It turns out it's not easy to make him submissive," said Damar after landing his butt in a lounge chair and grabbing one of Quin's design drawings.

A second later, Damar seemed to think. He was afraid that tomorrow Quin would completely disappear like three days ago.

"Please .. no more," he hissed and cleaned up Quin's work equipment that was still on the table and took him to his room.

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