Forced to Marry an Old Man
TMPT - 3

Lana doesn't plan on fainting all day to avoid her own wedding, but it's not her fault that it all happened.

When Lana wakes up, it turns out that all the events are over and Lana is lying on top of the wedding bed. Lana's head was dizzy sleeping all day with a heavy bun, but what made her more dizzy was that she immediately faced the first night.

Shit, shit, shit! It's like coming out of a lion's den and into a crocodile's mouth.

"Yes, I woke up" said someone.

Lana is shocked by Raul's appearance from the window.

The damned man who whispered disgusting things to Lana until she passed out, now even climbed through the window and into Lana's bridal room.

He laughed at Lana's expression. Like a boy who sees a toy moving attractive to his eyes.

"You—"

"Not be afraid. I slept outside." Raul dropped himself on the bed. Sitting looking at Lana. "The first night's off, New Mom."

Lana suddenly became nauseous at the call. She couldn't shake the disgusting itch from her body every time she thought about being an old man's wife.

Obviously, Raul who witnessed Lana's expression constantly so as to capture clearly how disgusted she is at this marriage.

Raul laughed. She thought that Lana was at least good at acting like Papa, because they got married.

But it turns out he really can't.

"What are you doing here?" lana asked cautiously, after gaining all her consciousness again. "When anyone knows you're in my room, people can misunderstand."

"You misunderstood me, what would you do?" raul smiled playfully.

Lana was surprised by that attitude, but what was more surprising was Raul's next remark.

"You're raped here, Papa's son, you're about to marry him just as I'm not Papa?"

What is this crazy guy talking about? That's what's on Lana's face until Raul laughs.

"Kidding, kidding. Seriously, anyway? Santouy dong."

Who could relax if at any moment people could catch them?! Then, who can relax if his brain is filled with fear of the first night with perverted men?

Ugh. Lana wants to vomit again.

"New Mom, how about kalo—"

"Lana." The girl glared with a half agitated and scared face. "My name is Lana. I'm not your Mama."

Raul raised his eyebrows high but immediately smiled. "Okay, Lana. So, La-na, you don't want to spend time with Papa, do you?"

"I can help you not to take care of Papa."

"Where?!" Unknowingly, Lana responded very quickly.

There is no stopping the desire in Lana to stay away from that disgusting man. If it takes a lifetime, never see each other again.

"Where, dad?" Raul laughs with playfulness. "It could be, just ... it's impossible to help doang, right?"

"Click." Lana cupped her hands in front of her chest, beginning to cry with a sense of inadmissibility. "Cliches. What if I sell the original not the same Papa you. Pli."

"What aja?"

"What a hell, plis. Plis, Raul."

The corner of Raul's lips twitched hearing his name called by that lip.

The young man brought his face closer to Lana. Looking at how the young girl cried because she could not accept her disgusting husband.

Very amusing. Even if women are materialistic creatures, but it seems that there is nothing that can really force itself for money.

Raul wondered why he still accepted when he was very unwilling.

"Jude." Raul smiled broadly. "I help you."

Lana immediately sparkled. "You're serious, right? Seriously?"

"Seriously." Raul squints and Lana may not realize what madness the child is thinking. "Lana's gonna beat me up, okay? Whatever I ask, Lana must do it. Anything." anything."

The girl nodded without knowing anything.

"It's like that" Raul reached out to his face.

She looked tense at times, but when her cheeks were pulled to two different sides, Lana's expression became cengo.

"Call again" said the young man, "my name."

"Huh?"

"hunts."

".... Raul?"

Sweet. Adorable, her new toy doll.

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