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Who Are You Actually?

Trisha had no choice but to flee. Trisha took off her high heels and ran as fast as she could.

"Fast after him!" one man shouted until several other men ran after Trisha.

"Ah, fuck! Their numbers are a lot. I won't be able to fight them with a dress tonight. Know this I shouldn't wear a dress like this!" Trisha cursed to herself as she continued running.

Meanwhile, Zeeko returns to the hotel after her work is done. Max escorts Zeeko to his hotel room.

Zeeko frowned when she saw that the door of her hotel room was not tightly closed.

"Max!" call Zeeko while glancing towards the door.

"Master, get out of the way! Let me check things out inside. Isn't Miss Trisha inside?"

Zeeko nodded. At once his heart felt unsettled for fear of something happening with Trisha. But her little heart also spoke if Trisha must be fine given the shrewdness of the girl in the fight.

Max returned to the room with a panicked face.

"Sir, Miss Trisha is not inside!" exclaim Max.

Zeeko just kept quiet. In his heart was still fondling whether Trisha was deliberately pranking him or did something happen to him.

"Quick check the hotel's surveillance camera footage!" break up Zeeko then.

Max immediately walked quickly to the control room followed by Zeeko. They asked to check the video footage after Zeeko left the hotel.

"Master!" Max points to the screen where Trisha also comes out and follows Zeeko's car.

"Damn! So the girl followed me? Did he see everything?"

"Sir, what should I do?"

Zeeko stared at Max. "You don't have to ask, Max. You know what you have to do!" zeeko said with great emphasis.

Max resigned and contacted several people. Zeeko came out of the room and asked the driver for a car key.

"Sir, where are you going?" ask Max.

"We're splitting up, Max. I'll look for him too!" Zeeko passed from the front of Max.

Max also immediately moved to return to the old warehouse where the sale and purchase transaction occurred.

At Trisha's side, he began to get tired from running to avoid chasing men dressed all in black. Trisha decided to stop for a moment.

"Haaah haaahh, who are they? Will they kill me if they find me?" Trisha set her breath.

Trisha heard footsteps approaching.

"Ah, dammit! Why run them so fast anyway? Now how should I?" Trisha's racking her brain.

"Okay, looks like I have to fight them all." Trisha was determined to fight the men who were chasing her.

Trisha turned her body and mounted the horses.

"Yeahah!" Trisha floated a kick at the figure standing in front of her.

But it turns out quickly the figure dispels Trisha's kick.

"Zeeko?!" peekit Trisha's.

"What are you doing? You want to beat up your own husband huh?!" pissed Zeeko.

"You! How did you find me?"

Actually Zeeko accidentally saw Trisha running around because of being chased by several men. Zeeko got out of the car and approached Trisha. No doubt Trisha's response was very good. Trisha was always vigilant and relied on her strength even in desperate conditions.

"Don't be noisy! Those guys are still after you!" Zeeko silenced Trisha's mouth and hid into the dark bushes.

Trisha's heart was pounding irregularly because it was so close to Zeeko. Even she could feel Zeeko breathing down her face.

"What?!" zeeko asked glaring as Trisha kept looking at her.

Trisha shakes. He chose to be quiet and enjoy the moment. Yes, even though things are also precarious.

Zeeko and Trisha breathed a sigh of relief because those people were already gone.

"Haaah! Thank goodness they're gone." Trisha out of the bushes.

Zeeko follows Trisha and seems annoyed at the girl.

"What are you actually doing? Why did you leave the hotel?" ask Zeeko growled.

Trisha won't lose to Zeeko. Trisha also shuffled her waist to look at Zeeko.

"Actually who are you? You're doing an illegal arms trade, huh?! Don't you know, it's against the law! You can be punished if you get caught!"

Zeeko smirked. "Where would anyone dare to punish me! You don't know who I am! So don't interfere in my business!"

Zeeko walked leisurely leaving Trisha.

"Hurry now! I'm tired of wanting to rest."

With no other choice, Trisha follows Zeeko to her car.

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Arriving at the hotel room, Zeeko took off her suit and just slept in her boxer pants without wearing a top. Trisha gawked at the sight of an athletic body plastered in front of her.

"You wanna stand there? Yes, I'm going to sleep first!"

Without lingering any longer Zeeko immediately closed his eyes. Afterwards Trisha cleans up first before heading to bed.

The next day, Trisha woke up first. He stretched his body and glanced sideways. Zeeko was still sleeping quietly.

Trisha tilted her body so she could look at her husband closer.

"Who are you really? Why are you so full of mysteries?" trisha murmured in the heart.

"It's not like I fell in love first but you!" Zeeko opened her eyes and surprised Trisha.

"You? You awake yet? Ck, you shitty shit! You deliberately wanted to mock me?" Trisha gets out of bed but is blocked by Zeeko.

"Aw! What are you doing?"

Zeeko hugged Trisha from behind. "Why are you giving me such a tough condition, Trish? If I can't help it, then what?"

Trisha rounded her eyes.

"You yourself know what my football is like as a man. You should be afraid if I break our deal."

Zeeko kissed Trisha's neck. His hands began to creep into Trisha's pajamas.

"Don't fuck around, Zee! Or you'll suffer the consequences!"

Trisha muttered and brushed off Zeeko's hand. Trisha wants to repeat the past by turning Zeeko's body under her and twisting her hand.

But the situation is inversely proportional. Trisha fell under Zeeko's body.

"Zeekos! Release!"

Zeeko locks Trisha's body movements. His hands are key over his head. And Trisha's legs she locks with her feet.

"Zeeko!" ronta Trisha's.

"Don't wake a sleeping male lion, Trish." The movement made by Trisha requires something that was long in the cage, calling out.

"Give me my due, Trish!" Zeeko poked Trisha's neck and made a trail there.

"No! Before you tell me who you really are! What was the job you did last night?" Trisha closed her eyes enjoying Zeeko's touch. To refuse is not to be able.

"You'll find out for yourself!" Zeeko began to link her lips with Trisha's.

"Your lips are sweet, Trish. And I like your fragrance!" Zeeko continued his action.

"Oh my God! I'm going crazy! Zeeko, please stop!" inner Trisha screamed when Zeeko's touch so made her float.