Handsome Duda Prisoner
Who's the one who's messed up?

After the wedding, Livy is taken to Marcho's apartment. But this time the apartment is different from the one yesterday. More spacious and luxurious and available a variety of very complete facilities.

Not only that, Marcho also occupies a full floor in the building making Livy very amazed and began to take into account how much wealth Marcho actually.

“Well, Livy. This penthouse is your wedding gift from Mommy!” mom Merry's words made Livy even more gasp.

‘So it turns out not from the wealth of Mr Marcho, but from Mom Merry? Mean Mom Merry richer dong than Mr Marcho?’ muttered Livy in the heart.

“Thanks mom!” livy.

“No need to thank, Livy. I'm just fulfilling my promise to Marcho that I'll give her a penthouse if she gets married later.”

“I should thank you for marrying my son and being a mom for Hizkiel.”

Mom Merry rubbed the head of her granddaughter who had just stuck with Livy like a stamp.

“I was so happy to see my grandson finally able to smile happily like this because he had long craved a mommy. I hope you can be the best mommy for Hizkiel!” mom Merry said at length to make Livy increasingly do not know what to say.

“Oma take it easy, I'm sure mom Livy will take good care of me!” timpal Hizkiel who looks very spoiled with Livy. “Yes right, Mom?” hizkiel and Livy asked directly nodding their heads.

“Mommy promises will be Mommy for you, Hizkiel!” livy said, making everyone calm to hear it.

“Finally, aunt Mila can return to London again!” she said Mila, who missed her country so much.

“You go back there, Mila! Looks like mommy's gonna be a little long here. Because Mommy still wants to look forward to Livy's pregnancy!” reply Mom Merry who instantly made Livy's breath feel so tight.

While Mila just smiled hearing Mommy's words. But when his gaze turned toward Marcho, he immediately realized that his brother was slightly ignored by Livy because Livy preferred to spoil Hizkiel.

“Emm, Hizkiel. What if we shop to the market in the underground?” tawar Mila's.

“Mom Livy let's change his clothes first.”

Hizkiel looked at her Mommy from top to bottom who was still fully dressed in a wedding dress. Although her mommy looks very beautiful, but Hizkiel understands that her mommy is certainly not comfortable with her current clothes.

“Okey, I'll be right back Mommy!” said Hizkiel while peeping Livy's cheek at a glance.

“Mom will be waiting for you, Hizkiel!” livy said as he waved his hand.

After the departure of Hizkiel and Mila, Livy is now confused about where to change her clothes. At the moment he is not carrying anything. Even Marcho had also entered into her room that Livy did not know where it was.

“Livy, what are you waiting for? Meet your husband in the room while Hizkiel gets Mila shopping!” tell Mom Merry.

“But I don't know where the room is!” answer Livy.

“Ck, this Marcho! Instead of taking his wife into the room instead of just being left behind!” grumbled Mom Merry slowly.

“Come let Mommy deliver!” Mom Merry grabs Livy's hand and takes her to Marcho's room.

“You must be patient with your husband Livy. He does look very careless, but actually in very caring!” said Mom Merry.

“If he looks angry, just woo him to sleep in bed. Mommy is sure her anger will definitely disappear!” mom Merry continued to make Livy swallow his saliva rough.

How could he have seduced Marcho into doing such a thing? This time it was not a real marriage. Even Livy now only looks at Hizkiel who really needs Mommy.

Mom Merry's words just now made Livy shudder in horror and start imagining things that are not. Mom Merry codes Livy into Marcho's room and then turns to leave Livy in front of her.

Suddenly the door to Marcho's room opened and Marcho was standing straight while staring intently at Livy.

“Why still stand there?” ask Marcho. “Quick go inside!!” tell Marcho to pull Livy's hand.

Livy can now only obey without protesting again considering Marcho's threat can not be contested.

“Sorry Sir, my clothes and belongings are still in the boarding house. Can I take it?” ask Livy carefully.

“No need! Mom Merry has prepared all your needs there!” Marcho pointed to the walk in closet that was complete containing Livy's needs.

“Good, Sir. Thank you!” livy replied who was heading straight towards the direction indicated by Marcho to change her dress and prepare to clean up.

While Marcho who was still wearing her bridal suit also followed Livy's steps towards walk in closet.

“What do you want to do, Mister?” livy asked a little frightened as Marcho followed her.

“Of course the same as you, take off your clothes and clean yourself in the bathroom. What else?” marcho's reply made Livy start to fall into a fog.

“Then please change your clothes first, Mister!” livy.

But when Livy was about to turn around and move away from the man who is now her husband, Marcho actually locked her body in front of the wardrobe.

“Help me lep4s clothes!” marcho's Order.

Livy who was about to protest immediately remembered if he had to obey Marcho's decree. Inevitably Livy also began to step4skan clothes worn Marcho starting from the outermost.

After stepping 4skan suit, now Livy's hands began to jump 4skan buttons Marcho shirt one by one until the athletic body of Marcho that almost makes Livy drool dripping.

“Already, Sir!” livy said as he turned his face away.

“What's the name of the outfit is a set of Livy! You don't see if this one you haven't lep4skan?” ask Marcho while pointing towards her cel4n4.

This time Livy could not help but protest.

“Whataa?!! Where might I also have to mop your pants, Mister?!” livy's circus makes Marcho instantly smile.

“Why?”

“Are you afraid you'll be tempted with mine Livy?” ask Marcho who started opening her belt peng4it.

Livy began to manage her breath well to face the handsome widower who is now officially her husband. Although now he is indeed a prisoner of Marcho with threats that make him not dwell, it does not mean he can lose just like that.

“Who's afraid? If that is what you want, then I will gladly fulfill Mr Marcho!” reply Livy while pulling Marcho's belt and helping to remove it.

Gathering the remaining courage, Livy emboldened herself to open Marcho's pants. But Marcho quickly brushed off Livy's hand that almost touched his weapon.

“No need for you to continue! I can do it myself!” marcho said as he left Livy and went into the bathroom.

‘Sial! It could be mine straight away like this when Livy almost touched it!” beat Marcho.