Guardian Flowers
Liara Defense

Liara's body trembled slightly as the guards had managed to bring her in front of one of the rooms on this ship. Liara repeatedly swallowed her saliva, her fingers clinging to each other - occasionally stretching out to allow the rope of the dress attached to her shoulder.

By the time Liara's appearance had changed, she looked like a princess from the middle east. Liara wears a belly dancer outfit, featuring a navel with part of the face covered. Her long hair was arranged in such a way, her two beautiful eyes looked glassy.

It was like Liara was screaming as hard as she could, but her throat was so dry that it was impossible to do that right now. Moreover, the guard who was calling the owner of the room in front of him at this time continued to glance sharply.

'Where is your symbaaaa? i'mfrightened. Look, I'm an erotic dancer, where are you?' Liara shouted in her heart.

His heart was pounding even more as the guard's knock came back to hear.

"Mr Salim, I brought the auction items you got!" the guard in a foreign language.

Liara, who was born in Arabia, understood what the man near her said. Her face flattened when she heard the word auction item coming out of the mouth of this damn man.

'Onta Arabic! just watch out for me to make you paralyzed if you dare like that!' the Ancan in the heart.

"`Dkhaluhu!" [Send him in!]

The guard did not reply, he just opened the door then pulled Liara's arm tight enough and pushed her in.

Braaak!

The door was closed and automatically locked, Liara who did not know what else to do just resigned and now stood in front of the door. Her fingers twisting, her head bowed - Liara was completely unwilling to see anything, including the person currently sitting on the chair and behind her.

The dim atmosphere made this room so dim, Liara could not see anything clearly. Even he also did not know the appearance of the person who bid a high price for him, because the face of the person was only seen in part from a distance.

'Simba, I'm afraid, ' she said in her heart.

Bad thoughts haunt her, Liara is not a stupid girl who does not understand this situation. He believes that the price of 500 million dollars is not only to buy his freedom, but also his pride.

What will the Arab Onta do to her after this?

"`Aiqtaraba!" [Close!]

Liara gasped again when she heard the voice of the person who was still behind her, the foreign language used by the person made Liara unable to guess whether this Arab Ota was handsome or even ugly?

The girl did not comply, Liara remained in her position. He maintained what he wanted to keep, no matter the 500 million dollars he had spent.

Whose fault is it trying?!

"You don't want to obey me-,"

The man turned the chair he was sitting on, but the words he was about to throw back were swallowed when his two eyes saw a rare sight he had rarely or even never seen before.

Liara who got that look was a little uneasy, she tried to cover her open chest. Not too big, but enough to make a jakun a damn man who was staring at him up and down.

And in accordance with Liara's conjecture, the man got up - his partially covered face made Liara unable to recognize him, as well as the typical middle eastern clothing that covered his entire body, which was the only thing that was left behind, making Liara difficult to ascertain how the condition of the person behind the clothes.

Gradually? or even scabies and scabies?

Liara shuddered thinking about it, the reflexes of both of her bare feet retreating until her back touched the door leaf.

"Don't come any closer!" liara in a foreign language.

Braakk!

Regardless of the price of the item, Liara threw it towards the Arabian Onta. But unfortunately the man managed to dodge, from behind the cloth covering his mouth to his nose a thin smile rose.

Both feet wrapped in typical aladin shoes were walking closer to Liara who still looked panicked. In the girl's hand was already a sleeping lamp ready for her to slam towards her opponent's head.

"If you dare approach, don't blame me if your head will be bo-AAKKHH!"

Liara gave a loud scream as the man suddenly lunged at her and threw her body onto the bed. The girl rebelled, she kicked, grabbed, beat, did anything as a form of self-resistance.

"CONTINUE MY ESCAPE!" Liara had lost control, she did not care about the language she spoke now. What is clear is that he must be able to fight and be free from the grip of the man on his body.

"JUSTYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!" screams again.

Liara continued to wriggle, her hands and feet locked tightly, she could no longer move. His hands were above his head, while both of his legs were already open because they were locked by the man who was looking at him deeply.

Liara's breathing was hunting, her eyes were red, her chest was rising and falling making her appearance even more challenging. Wanting her to cry now, Liara felt her pride being stepped on, especially as this man who was supporting her drew closer to her face.

Although Liara wore a veil, but it was very thin and the breathing of the man could still be felt. Liara closed her eyes as the man drew closer to her lips, and slowly pulled the veil she was wearing with her mouth.

Though the man's mouth is still blocked, but why can you do it so cleverly.

"I've never seen you like this, Princess. You know, you look more sexy than ever" she whispered softly in front of Liara's lips.

The language used and the voice were so different, Liara's eyes instantly opened and perfectly rounded.

"Cosy?" ogre.

The man who was supporting her smiled thinly behind the cover of her face.

"Call me sir, I've been bought-in,"

"SIMBAAAAAAAA DON'T LOOK FOR A CHANCE YAAA!" Liara shrieked loudly, she again thrashed and rebelled. Even without hesitation to give a bite on the shoulder of the man who still supported him, until the man also screamed loudly.

Elsewhere, in a hallway, a man with an Arab face had just regained consciousness. The man staggered around in a half-naked condition, making the people who saw him laugh.

"Mr Salim! why are you here? weren't you in the room with the auction girl you got?"

It just so happened that the guard who drove Liara was past that location, and immediately approached the male conglomerate son of a bitch who still looked dazed.

"There's a guy who hit me in the head. Is there a thief on this ship?! why is your security so bad, huh?! I've paid a lot but this is what I got, damn you all!" a tantrum with a body that is still not fully recovered.

LIKE THIS LIARA STATE 🏃🏃🏃

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