Adult Male Love Prisoner
CHAPTER 82 - Risk

"Aaaakh don't be strong, sick."

"Lookin?"

"Too slow, no feeling, dear .. I've taught you that, '" said Keyvan biting his lower lip as he felt a completely inconsistent touch of Mikhayla.

"This is good?"

"Well, just put it down a little .. don't use your nails, sharp God," lamented Keyvan so many protests that Mikhayla was upset in the end.

"That's right, just wrong. It was said that it was less strong, strengthened sick, it was still fitting to protest me, less down how do you want?"

Mikhayla was upset that she had been holding on for almost thirty minutes in this position. Really his waist feels a little sore if it lasts too long with one position.

Mikhayla got off Keyvan's body and chose to give up, Keyvan's back was too wide for him to massage. The woman wagged her hands because it felt a little sore, to be honest she had indeed massaged Mikhail but not all this time. It's just the shoulders are not the whole body, if it really needs the services of a masseuse should Keyvan come to the expert, Mikhayla grumbled in his heart.

"Hem? Who let you get off my body? Not done yet, Mikhayla."

Keyvan looked at him with tired eyes and wished his wife well again and continued her duties. Keyvan's body a little bit sore plus he was dizzy due to several events that he experienced lately, one of the reasons is Mikhayla himself.

Mikhayla, who was also tired, shook her head slowly because she did not feel snggup if she had to continue the punishment that Keyvan meant. He was wrong to think that Keyvan had brought him here for fun. In fact, Mikhayla's hand was made to tremble as a result of massaging the shoulders of Keyvan's field that so troubled his eyes.

"My hands are sore, hot too. Why should you use all oil ... I have never used oil.

Mikhayla condemned the rubbing oil that Keyvan had ordered online moments ago. Without that oil alone Mikhayla has objected, especially if coupled with the damn thing, he thought.

"Yes, here's the change."

Suddenly the man got up and grabbed his wife's fingers and massaged her slowly. Intentions just want to test Mikhayla's patience, unfortunately Keyvan was addicted and asked Mikhayla really massaged his entire body.

"Tumben asked for a bite, usually another," said Mikhayla, from where Keyvan looked at him a little differently, the man chuckled later as the wife seemed to regret her decision.

"What else?"

"Ehm means don't usually ask for a massage, that's."

Do not get the wrong talk, honestly Mikhayla is not having the desire to do everything in the right direction. The man understood what Mikhayla meant, obviously he would ask but not now.

"While I want to, I haven't had a massage in a long time" Keyvan said unconsciously if the look on his wife's face suddenly changed after he said that.

"Often, huh?"

Keyvan nodded slowly, he was indeed used to indulging himself in that way. Even he could spend money that was expensive enough for his body to feel comfortable later.

"Sister Liora means that?" mikhayla asked slowly, if Liora did it right, obviously she should try also so that Keyvan does not feel himself unreliable, Mikhayla thought.

"No, he never wanted to. .. he loved his nails so much," said Keyvan smiling thinly as he shook his head, just realized how meaningless she was that she was even inferior to the throne of nails in Liora's eyes.

"Hm, so. Another woman who is so incandescent? Liora's sister isn't angry?" mikhayla asked a little in disbelief because her brain was not right anymore if it had been discussed the problem of massage massage.

The man seemed to think, a moment later he shook his head in response. Mikhayla was in disbelief and felt Keyvan was boasting, where perhaps a wife would not be angry if her husband was touched by another woman whatever the reason.

"Any thing, the period is not angry .. indeed Lio's sister is not worried about her husband's plus-plus massage so?"

PLASTERED

Keyvan clinched his wife's forehead until she grimaced later. Mikhayla's words are indeed really the origin of call even Keyvan confused from where he got the term massage plus-plus so.

"What do you think I am, Khayla?"

Wrong again, even though Mikhayla only expressed his suspicions as a listener if he imagined the position of Keyvan in the past. Because for Mikhayla most likely if the man is not pampered his wife will run looking elsewhere, a massage place for example.

"It's easy, why a little emotional now?"

"It's not emotions, it's just waking your brain up."

"My brain is fine, I should ask that. Anyway I'm still your wife, honey." Sometimes it looks serious, but sometimes it is not serious. That's the sentence that can confirm how Mikhayla, this time Keyvan who was a little bit upset accused of enjoying the plus-plus massage was melted away instantly when the wife called it a pity at the end of the sentence.

"Hm, it's only natural, thanks for your suspicions." Keyvan understood Mikhayla's thoughts as a wife. However, the massage that Keyvan does seems to be not at all what Khayla imagined. Obviously, the one who did it was elderly, Keyvan thought.

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Until the night they stayed really at the hotel. At first Mikhayla was not suspicious at all, but after dinner Keyvan asked to be brought clothes to one of his staff, such as the clothes he used when sneaking into the room at that time.

"Where are you going?" mikhayla asked worriedly because they had just eaten dinner a while ago, and now Keyvan was ready to leave without him.

"There's something I have to finish, sweetheart ..it won't be long, before midnight I'm back. In front will be my staff looking after you as long as I'm gone, so don't be afraid."

Going where Keyvan is he can't guess. However, the man made Mikhayla a little worried and wanted to ban her from leaving.

"Why wear this shirt? Can't just wear a nightgown?" If Keyvan had worn the shirt, Mikhayla would not have had her own fears at this time.

"Cold later, and it's not good there Justin and Keny .. I can be laughed at, Khay."

Hearing Keyvan's reply, he increasingly felt astonished and uncomfortable at all. Keyvan clothes so plus again there is Justin and Keny who he said was waiting, contact Mikhayla accused him of various kinds.

"You want to commit a crime, right? Propagate? Less rich or what?"

Pyars

Already trying to look feared, unfortunately in Mikhayla's eyes he was nothing more than a thief. Wanting to be angry also can not, Mikhayla is still too young and naturally often think arbitrarily.

"It's more than that, Khayla. Responsibility, self-respect and vengeance must be completed tonight. I will never let those who harassed you live a quiet life" whispered Keyvan softly in the wife's ear, the man then patted Mikhayla's shoulder gently as an expression of his clemency.

"I'm going, you can go to bed first."

- To Be Continue -