
"Go home Luciana, your husband must have been waiting for you at home. Why are you being so stubborn!"
The middle-aged man kept telling the princess to leave her residence immediately. Both eyes of his parents were reluctant to see the sadness in the eyes of the son of his first wife who had died for a dozen years ago. At the moment he and the princess were just talking, they were talking about the problem that was happening to the young woman who was still not moving from her seat.
"Merco betrayed me Father! don't you believe in your daughter sen-,"
"I'm sure Marcho didn't intend to do it. He's the nice guy I chose for you Luciana, come home - I can't let you stay here. You already belonged to Marcho after she married you at the altar!"
Luciana's chest was squeezed, her own biological father could no longer make her backrest at this time. Even when he was hurt, no one wanted to be his handle.
Luciana's eye-tailed glanced lightly at the three people not far from her, it was her stepmother and two stepbrothers of one Father with her. The three of them were not willing to defend or help to persuade his father to take care of him some time ahead.
"Did I sell to Marcho?" tanyanya.
Luciana didn't know what else to say. He was also confused why his father seemed to lose his hand and did not want to help when he had problems with the man of his choice.
"Sister Luci, you better just go to my apartment. Maybe you're not doing well right now, so-,"
"No Ros! let your brother go home to his husband. He's none of our business, you three go into the room and no one dares to give Luciana permission to stay!"
Luciana's neck choked even more, the woman took a deep breath and got up from her seat. His two feet immediately stepped out of the Father's residence. According to him, it is useless to linger in this house, there is no point.
Luciana tried hard, she could not shed tears even though her heart was very sick. His father had never cared for him before, even before the departure of the old man's mother was indifferent and indifferent to him.
What else after his mother died, his treatment became - even without his consent the father arrived to match him with a man he did not know at all. The man, who is said to be good for the father, was initially good - although Marcho sometimes a little temperament and flirting when angry.
This was the reason Luciana did not want to go home and discuss the matter with her husband. Marcho would definitely be angrier than him when he asked well later, so the best way is to go straight to court.
"Oh, so you just got out of your dad's house?"
Luciana's steps came to a halt, the woman reflexively retreated back when she saw the man who was still her legal husband not far from her. The man in a white, shabby shirt came down from the top of his car hood, dropped a cigarette tucked between his lips and stomped on it to shreds.
"Why don't you go home, Luci darling?" ask in a soft tone but sound deadly.
Luciana could see a small grin rising from Marcho's lips, a grin she often saw when the man was provoked by emotion.
"I-I want to stay at Daddy's!" sahut fast.
Lucina's two legs were still moving backwards, but it didn't last long as Marcho had already first grabbed her body.
"Where are you going? did you forget that today is our anniversary. You don't want to give me a special gift, my wife?"
Luciana's body stiffened as Marcho whispered right in her ear. One hand of the man guerrilla wild in Luciana's body to make the woman close her eyes.
Not only closed, Luciana also groaned pain when she felt scratches on her arm and shoulder area.
"I don't like to see you close your eyes! open those beautiful eyes of yours, because everything you have is mine, Luciana Simoncelli!"
**LUCIANA PHARCOT
SEE YOU TOMORROW MUUUAACCCHH😘😘😘**