Loving the Mafia
One Bed
Chesy was combing her hair in front of the mirror. He just washed his face. Every time he sleeps, he never misses brushing his teeth and washing his face.
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Chesy was surprised to see Cazim enter her room. Through the reflection of the mirror in front of him, he saw Cazim shut the door of the room shortly after opening it.
"Heh, who told you to come in?" Chesy wavered, standing up leaving the chair while grabbing the hijab and installing it as the origin of the bag.
Cazim approached Chesy, standing calmly opposite the tense-looking woman.
"I don't want to be in this room either, but you just think about what your father thought when I refused to sleep here." Cazim is calm.
"No. You can't sleep here. I don't want to sleep with you!" pissed Chesy.
"What are you afraid of me, hm?" Cazim stepped forward, making Chesy rewind.
"Don't be like you!" Chesy grabbed a bottle of perfume that when digetokin to Cazim's head could definitely go up to a week.
Cazim grabbed the perfume bottle, held it tightly, making Chesy's small hand clasped.
"Please!" Chesy jerked her hand, unable to escape Cazim's grip. "What do you want?" Chesy was nervous and afraid to see Cazim who kept coming towards her. His back hit the table until he couldn't step back. He could only pull out half his body.
"Stay away from me! Getaway!" hardik Chesy dared not shout, because if he shouted, he was afraid his father would come and thought his screams for another reason.
"Fearful?" Cazim smiled in a knot and took off Chesy's hand, then left the woman. He got into bed and slept in a down position.
"Heh, don't sleep in my bed!" Chesy grabbed a bolster pillow and smacked it into Cazim's body.
The man was silent on the spot, completely unperturbed.
"I told you not to sleep in my bed. You sleep down there!" Chesy kept beating Cazim with a bolster pillow.
"I won't move out of here and I won't sleep downstairs. You better get some sleep in there!" Cazim pointed at the mattress next to him, he caught a bolster pillow with one hand.
"You think I want to sleep on your bed? Remember, you're not a real husband to me!"
"I won't bother you, won't touch you. So don't worry about it!" Cazim put a bolster pillow to the middle-middle. "Sleep there. You'll be safe until morning."
"Don't ya mode!" chesy Ancam.
"I'm a brainy man, even if you're my wife, I won't force anything else to rape you just to gain an experience, for me the relationship is the top tier of marriage. So don't worry. Sleep on!" Cazim went back to sleep.
With hesitation, Chesy finally lay down on the remaining mattress. He has trouble sleeping. Various strange thoughts invaded his mind. This was her first experience, sleeping with a man. Feels weird. His mind loomed out of nowhere. Sometimes he rubbed his bristling skin.
"Sleeping spout, plis." Chesy closed her eyes tightly. Hope to be able to quickly run to dreamland and wake up in the morning. Tonight was a disaster for Chesy. Sleeping in bed with that sickening guy. Chesy's mind is hot.
They sleep on each other's backs.
Seriate...