Adult Male Love Prisoner
CHAPTER 5 - Responsibility

"Cry, cry before I'm out!!!" it became more and more Mikhayla actually followed the man's orders, she cried out of fear.

Abstinence snapped, her life so spoiled that even Mikhail had never yelled at her daughter. Just simply being resolute in arranging Mikhayla, now a foreign man suddenly treated her in such a way that Mikhayla was clearly roaring non-stop without caring even though her jaw had hurt since.

"Mr ...."

He rushed down from the bed, but Keyvan's hand that suddenly grabbed Khayla's ankle obviously made the girl hysterical even uttering words of pearl enough to make Keyvan's ears hurt amazingly.

"Who let you go? We haven't even finished talking yet" said Keyvan managed to make Khayla's hair bristling.

Although she has a lover, but their relationship is quite healthy thanks to Mikhail who looks after her like a treasure. Now, suddenly the man with a burst of anger touched her forcefully and even semi-hurtfully.

"What do you want? What kind of responsibility do you want?" asked Khayla with emotions that began to spread throughout her body, she was angry for a long time because she was treated arbitrarily.

"Your life," he answered, staring intently at Mikhayla's beautiful reddened bead with eyelids that were now swollen, how sad it felt.

"Oh, incidentally, just wanted to kill yourself but failed .. Just kill all of you, I'm ready to die to apologize directly to your wife."

He was indeed afraid, but even more worried if the man who was now in front of him did the crazy thing that he had once thought. Yes, even though she is a good student but things like this she understands enough without having to be a bad girl first.

"Curried? I will kill you .. But slowly, it would be unfair if you died in one piece, at least your face was smashed like my wife's."

He spoke in an unusually cold tone. Keyvan did not release the woman for a second, Mikhayla's pale, quivering lips could already explain how scared she was.

Mikhayla was breathing deeply, sweat had drenched her entire face. His breathing was so difficult, Keyvan who was getting closer and closer made his heart beat chaotic. Slowly looks resigned, but what happened is actually he was trying to create a gap.

Until, when Keyvan was off his feet pushing Keyvan's chest closer. The clutches of the hand immediately came off, Mikhayla hurriedly ran towards the exit.

"Aarrghh!! Just watch out, let's see how long it can last."

With a chest that hurt from Mikhayla's death kick, the man jumped from the bed with a jump so far away. Her legs and tall body easily chased after Mikhayla who was trying to open the door of her room.

BRACKET

"Where are you going?"

Late, Mikhayla who was confused how to open the door now just held her breath and looked up at the angry face of Keyvan.

The man smiled cunningly when he managed to lock the door of his room, so casually he put the key into the pocket of his pants. With a flat look, he squeezed Mikhayla's body on the wall.

"A girl like you driving drunk doesn't seem like a good girl .. It's weird that I touch a little bit like this?"

Keyvan held Mikhayla's hands above her head, the mainstay he used to start making love with his wife. Mikhayla who panicked back noisy to make Keyvan's eardrum slightly disturbed.

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"Please!! I'll be forced ... Anyone help me!! Haaa, Dad!!!" mikhayla yelled so much, she understood the condition and understood the will of this man.

"Shout out loud, prove that anyone cares about you" Keyvan said, still enjoying the woman's struggle.

"Badjerk!! Just kill me!!"

She shook her face many times fearing that Keyvan would kiss her, the dizzy man himself raised Mikhayla's body and threw her unusually rough onto the bed.

Keyvan took a long step while forcibly taking off his shirt. Even his buttons fell on the floor, the man lost his wits. The shadow of the wife's body that was stretched stiff adorned her brain.

Mikhayla was still trying, she did not stop crying even harder. Until when Keyvan took off all the clothes wrapped in his body, Mikhayla was still trying to survive by hitting Keyvan's chest with all his strength.

"Papa help me!! He's evil!!"

He was so young, even in the eyes of Keyvan who liked adult women who were his age, Mikhayla was nothing more than a snot boy. Keyvan covered Mikhayla's mouth with his palm, an act that then made Keyvan's fingers almost break off the bite of Mikhayla.

But that did not stop him, Keyvan who was faced with Mikhayla's open chest was clearly thinking wildly. The man had completely lost his mind, seemingly not going to stop before he actually found out.

"You're eliminating something that belongs to me, then you have to be ready to replace it" whispered Keyvan then had other intentions, not just another grudge in his brain. But his instincts as a man just live.

Afterwards, Mikhayla began to run out of energy. It seems like wanting to fight in any way will be useless, this guy will continue to go crazy. Keyvan unzipped his pants, Mikhayla's eyes suddenly smeared with a more mixed chest.

Sweat and tears welled up, united with the tiredness he sighed. Sobs still rang out, he looked at the sky of the room in the hope that God would intervene to curse this man.

With heat and fury, Keyvan opened Mikhayla's legs wide. But when he was ready to do so, even his own had touched the core of Mikhayla, Keyvan's heart suddenly hesitated when the sad eyes looked at him.

She's a girl, Key .. Why are you so crazy.

The sobs that now sounded weak suddenly teased Keyvan, the man got off the bed and put his clothes back on. Without looking back at Mikhayla, she passed out without saying a word.

- To Be Continue -