My Hot Lawyer
MHL Chapter 24

The splashing air shower disguises the sigh*a man who is reaching for the pleasures of his world paradise. Despite playing solo, he tried to quench the thirst that his Desert Wolf could not withstand.

Outside the bathroom was an oasis that was ready to quench his thirst, but for some reason when he started touching that part, the shadow of someone flashed in both eyes.

Laf*su who would have been above the ubun ubun, now back down to the feet and finally lost swept by the wind. In fact, he drove his oasis candidates without caring about the grunts and machinations that were slowly able to make naf*sunya back up.

Especially when the shadow of a woman again passes and is now the object of his imagination.

"Aahh-A-Anna," de*sahah when all the burdens that he could not bear finally disappeared.

Both of his burly hands supported the sides of the sink, his breathing puffing sweat on his forehead as well as other areas of the body. His Desert Wolf still stood firm, twitching slightly as his consciousness began to return.

"Fu*ck!" objurgation.

The faucet water lit up, he immediately washed his slowly cold face. Though it was like burning, when he was chasing the naughty shadow of a woman who kept teasing him.

"You even managed to derail my love time with Beatrix. What's wrong with you Luciana? or should that question fit for me?" muttered.

The man's breathing was still breathless, his two beautiful and sharp eyes just kept staring at the mirror. One corner of his lips lifted when he saw his current condition.

How humiliating!

"Antonio Dexter, you're a loser!"

Dexter came out of the bathroom after he was satisfied cursing himself, the man who was not wearing a thread walked leisurely towards the sofa.

The man picked up the boxer and his trousers that were splattered on the floor, with his naked body sitting there. Still pensive, until finally his consciousness returned when he heard the sound of his cellphone ringing.

Dexter clucked, after wearing his pants perfectly he got up and walked towards the nightstand. Dexter reached into his suit to take the damn thing from there.

The warning!

The danger!

Luciana!

Those three words made Dexter tick. It turns out that it was not a call but an alarm that Dexter deliberately made some time ago by relying on GPS sensors.

"Shi*it!" objurgation.

Without thinking again the man immediately grabbed his shirt, wore it original and did not forget the shoes and other equipment. Dexter's heart beat faster, the man kept swearing when the shoes he was about to wear went somewhere.

He was panicked, worried and upset.

Elsewhere, Luciana is seen standing in front of a large gate. The gate that protects a luxury European-style and gold-painted house, is very elegant.

The two women's eyes stared fixedly, looking empty but full of confidence.

"Make your master out!" he said to no matter who.

But not for long the gate was open, yet Luciana remained standing in her place without wanting to enter. Both eyes just keep staring straight, she looks calm even though there are some guards starting to approach her including the bald man trust her husband.

"Welcome Mrs-,"

"Make your master come out! if he wants me." it's fast.

Luciana's gaze led to the bald-headed man. Looks cold and unfriendly, even full of calculations.

"My master's waiting for you inside, so you should-,"

"Meet me here or not at all!" usual again.

Luciana looks serious, she'll never get in there. Pharcot asked him to come back to this house, coming back doesn't mean you have to go in, right?

The bald man only gave orders through his eyes to one of his subordinates. Without asking any more among them sparingly, immediately ran towards the area of Simoncelli's residence to pick up the Boss.

Long enough for Luciana to stand, the woman still remained in her place. And not long after a car used by golfers approached him, bringing a man who absolutely did not want Luciana to meet if not forced.

"My Hello Luci, you're finally home." the man went down, his two feet casually approaching Luciana.

His hands stretched out, hoping that the woman who had been defiant for some time would soon enter into his arms. But as if his wish had not been granted, the woman remained silent in place - making herself cluck but trying to maintain her smile.

"You don't miss me, hm?"

Luciana remained silent, her eyes staring expressionlessly at Marcho who was displaying her triumphant smile.

"Alright, I'm the one who misses you, dear Luci." she continued.

Marcho chuckled softly, then held Luciana without permission. Clutching tightly to the body, as if reluctant to release it. While Luciana was still silent, letting Marcho languish as fully as possible. Until without them noticing, Dexter who had just arrived saw the scene.

Dexter is out of the car and ready to get close to Luciana, but when he sees Marcho and the client's interaction, his steps just stop. Both hands clenched, swearing out from his lips and heart.

The lawyer looked unwilling, even he could not take his eyes off Luciana.

"What are you doing, Anna?!" hisses.

Up ahead Luciana hasn't done anything. The woman was still passive, until without being noticed by anyone including Marcho-finger lentiknya reached something on the waist of the man who was holding her now.

'I'm dead, or you're dead! maybe we'll both die!' her inner self after she got the thing, then placed it on Marcho's chest.

"Take me off, Marc! willing or forced!" tusky.

Marcho who was aware of what was going on just fell silent, she looked down at the cold object pressing on her left chest.

A gun and it was his own.

"Luci," called him in a low tone.

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