Big Boss Bed
RBB 13: Crazy Gilbert

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"Mr Gilbert, please let go. I beg!"

Gilbert did not care about the words that came out of Zela's lips, because at this time Gilbert only saw the figure of Monica in his eyes.

"sickness. Unhand me! Please!"

Gilbert tried to force himself. He didn't care about Zela's screams. However, this time he felt a great deal of distress. Could it be that Gilbert was too hasty to have any warm-up first.

Zela could only close her eyes when Gilbert had lost control. This Sat Zela could only cry and bite her lower lip.

Zela's cry was meaningless to Gilbert who had gone mad. Several times Gilbert also played his tongue in Zela's oral cavity.

"Monic, you're so seductive. Let's play together again. I miss you so much" whispered Gilbert before touching Zela deeper.

There was nothing more Zela could do. Gilbert's strength is very strong. Zela could only cry and plead for Gilbert to release herself. However, right now that Gilbert was going crazy, he would not be able to hear every single word that came out of Zela's mouth.

Throughout her life, Zela took good care of herself. Wish she was the only one who could enjoy her body. But now in Gilbert's hands the crown has been destroyed. No more self-esteem that has been fought for. All has vanished!

Gilbert men.de. was legitimately long when the game was already at its peak of enjoyment. Zela's body shook in rhythm with Gilbert's body getting stronger in doing his game.

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Gilbert slowly opened his eyes with his head still dizzy. Gilbert would get drunk with just a few bottles. As Gilbert looked to the side, he was shocked as his hands had been coiled around his waist a woman who was behind him.

"What's this?" Gilbert rubbed his eyes again, hoping he was just dreaming.

Gilbert examined his body hidden under a thick blanket. With glaring eyes, Gilbert said, "No! It can't be happening!" Gilbert shook his head.

"Arrgg .. what I did!" gilbert grumbled as he recalled what he had done to Zela last night.

"Damn! Why should I lose control?" gilbert then went to the bathroom.

Fifteen minutes Gilbert was in the bathroom regretting what he had done to Zela. Although she did want Zela's body, but not in a way when she was unconscious. Over and over again Gilbert can only curse his own stupidity that can not control his emotions.

When he came out of the bathroom, Gilbert still saw Zela who was still sound. Since they had to go home today, Gilbert ventured to wake Zela up.

"Wake up, we'll be home soon. Didn't you also want to meet your mother before her departure abroad?" Gilbert said those words right beside Zela.

Zela's eyes blinked. The first glance was on Gilbert who was already in front of him. Quickly, Zela pulled her body back. "What else do you want me to do?" asked Zela with caution.

The events of last night are still recorded clearly in memory, where Gilbert forcibly took his honor.

Zela still threw away her face. She still felt disappointed at what Gilbert did to her last night. And this morning without the slightest sense of sin, Gilbert seemed to assume nothing had happened.

"Do you want me to take you into the bathroom like the scenes in those movies?"

Zela's heart was like being slashed open, sore! How can a man who has desecrated himself have no intention of apologizing. Ah, Zela forgot that even until the world collapsed, this man would not apologize to her.

Zela got up, but as she was about to move her legs Zela grimaced, feeling like something was up there.

"Aww." Zela felt a slight pain. However, Gilbert quickly brought Zela ala bridal style to the bathroom. Arriving in the bathroom, Zela was immediately placed in the bathtub.

"Do you want to shower with a blanket like this?"

Zela looked at Gilbert with a look of hate. Gilbert smiled smirk instead. He immediately threw away the blanket that was still covering Zela's plain body and immediately filled the bathup with water.

Zela looked up with widened eyes. "You!" he growled while covering all his valuable assets. Gilbert laughs at Zela.

"You don't have to cover it up, I've even seen and felt it."

Zela simply held tightness in her chest without wanting to stare at Gilbert. Her pride was already meaningless, then whether Zela should still have any shame towards the man who had desecrated her. It was very sad about the reality that Zela was facing right now.

"Do I want to shower too?" Gilbert was about to touch Zela's shoulder, but Zela quickly brushed her aside. "Don't touch me!"

Gilbert flicked his shoulder. "OKAY. I'll wait outside. If you take too long, then you'll I'll stay!"

Gilbert breezed away leaving Zela still reluctant to see the man's face until closing the bathroom door.

Zela could only cry while rubbing her already dirty body. Then what will she be proud of for her husband if his crown has been lost.

"Mama .. forgive Ze can't take good care of himself. Ze's dirty, Ma. Ze hates this self." Zela felt very frustrated with what had happened to her. Tears unceasingly flowed with a tightness inside his chest.

While Gilbert's eyes were fixed on one object that suddenly squeezed his heart. A speck of red spots on the bed as a sign of his break-in to Zela. Gilbert had been used to seeing such stains, but this time his heart felt claustrophobic, remembering who he had plastered last night without his consciousness.

"When have I cared about others? I don't care, but I will be responsible for still compensating that woman." Gilbert immediately picked up the phone and immediately contacted someone with a serious face.

For almost fifteen minutes, Zela did not come out of the room to make Gilbert lost his patience and just went into the bathroom.

"Until when are you gonna stay here? Are you going to sleep here?" Gilbert's voice made Zela flinch.

"You really want to sleep here?" ask Gilbert again.