Lady Rose, His Lover
Rose aka Mirabel's

Ever since they met in front of the toilet, Mirabel's figure Ben had set as Rose on her half-conscious self. Of course it was because of the candy woman Mirabel who confessed to him.

As his consciousness eroded further, the man's servant gave a code to who by just looking to the side. It was as if someone was ready to monitor him in the darkness. Mirabel was hit on the back by someone.

Ben did not realize that he had changed hands. It was no longer built by Mirabel, but replaced by another. A man wearing a neat suit is now replacing the woman.

While Mirabel, he was handed over to a middle-aged man with a stocky body. Who they have worked with before.

The first male servant helped Mirabel look at each other with the man wearing the black suit. The two encoded each other by nodding together.

Then walked over and left Mirabel in the fat man's hands. The basket-eyed man who was touching Mirabel's body with his perverted and brash eyes.

To this day,

Ben who was half conscious passed by his ‘Rose’ in front of the elevator. His rose whom he called was certainly Mirabel who was unconscious.

Incidentally, the elevator door did not open. So they can still cross there.

The half-conscious Ben finally realized that the current one who broke him was no longer Rose aka Mirabel. Already changed with a man.

His emotions were ignited when his vague and hazy gaze found that Rose aka Mirabel was already in the arms of another man.

Ben is not willing! His consciousness was also forced, although he did not clearly see.

“Erghh...!” The man in the cowboy hat managed to escape from the two men who were guarding him.

It just so happens that they are careless. Unaware of the change in Ben for being too focused on looking ahead.

“Keep your filthy hands from my woman!” erang Ben to the stocky guy.

“No!” the fat man's fast. He moved Mirabel's position slightly backward, avoiding Ben's sight.

Even though he refused firmly. His face remained unable to hide his nervousness and worry that his plan would fail. Not willing the old man if his wish to enjoy this beautiful body was wasted in the wind.

“How is this?” whisper to the two men behind Ben. Honestly, he was getting confused and scared.

Ben who was half conscious like this alone was enough to make him depressed. Plus when his hand thrusts forward plus a sharp eye highlight that demands. The fat man trembled even more, afraid that his plan had failed.

“Restore my woman!” ben cried again impatiently. Although in a state of not being fully aware, his tone sounded serious and dangerous.

Two men behind him began to judge if Ben was not a random man. In fact, already on the verge of his consciousness like this alone, Ben was still able to break away from their fairly tight grip.

Also, still be aware of and claim ownership. Even if it's not true. Mirabel is not the Rose she was referring to.

Ben keeps trying hard against his own body to get his woman back.

A chase of steps ensued. Ben goes forward, chasing to reach Mirabel. But the fat man retreated while avoiding the woman from Ben's hand.

Just keep going until Ben's patience runs out. Despite being half-conscious like this, it seemed like the patient limit he had remained unchanged. Just a little bit!

“Aw... aw... aawww!” Screamed the fat man as his hands were successfully locked in front of his chest. Ben managed to stop the man's move.

At times like this, Ben still has an unusually strong energy felt by the poor man.

Oh, my goodness, this man! His bent hand felt like it was about to break.

“Give him to me!” tell Ben to growl.

He doesn't like it when a woman is touched by another man. What's more, what touched him was a dirty hand full of disfigurement bacteria.

The two men kept watch behind Ben. Looking for a gap and the right time to catch Ben back. Because they knew the man had unusual skills and manpower.

Until when…

Ting~!

They cut it, held it, and pulled it strong. So that Ben's hand lock on the fat man was released.

“Aarrghh...!” Ben rebelled. He thrashed with the rest of his strength and consciousness that still lingered.

“Quick get away from here!” one of them orders the fat man.

A moment later, he locks Ben's arm and corners him against the wall next to the elevator. The cowboy hat that Ben wore until it fell down as his body was stomped violently against the wall.

His face was sideways with cheeks squeezed against the wall, as the man also pressed his back nape. His movements are very accurate and professional. Like that man was already highly trained before.

“Restore Rose to me!” erang Ben still doesn't accept it. He looked at the fat man with anger. But he could not clearly see the face of the woman carried by the fat man. Ben still thinks he's Rose, his girlfriend.

The fat man did not need to answer anything else, he thought. To anyone.

He just needed to quickly go and disappear from the face of the scary man. The elevator door that was still open then entered while dragging Mirabel's steps that were still unconscious.

Between impatience and still fear, the stocky man pressed the button so that the elevator door quickly closed again.

“Sht!” upset ass. His hands were so trembling that he could not push the button properly.

Holy hooch! He's very nervous now. His heart was already stirring in there mixed with fear and worry.

It could be that the strong man could break away from the men guarding him, then snatch this woman from him. This made him paranoid.

And…

Ting~!

Fortunately, the elevator door was finally closed. And he could only catch a glimpse at the two people still trying to control Ben out there.

And at that moment, Ben's anger rose. The woman he thought was his Rose had been taken away. That was what sparked his anger.

“Aaarghhh..!” He groaned loudly while trying to break away.

Ben rebelled, both hands he moved upwards so that he could escape from the other hand that constricted him.

The man who had locked Ben took a few steps back. He took a cross-section with the other man. They're preparing to knock Ben back out.

However, in the rest of his consciousness, although his eyes were still blurry and unclear, Ben still tried to fight back. Sometimes he survives when the two attack in turn.

Bagh~! Bugh~! Bagh~! Bugh~!

The fight was indeed unbalanced because Ben is in a performance that is not optimal. In fact, the strength in each of the men's attacks was still the same as any other normal man.

It was just that, sometimes he was caught off guard because his gaze was not clearly staring forward. Then his body also received several punches and kicks.

Until finally…

“BEN!!”

Seriate…

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