One Night With Stranger
Refunded
"Wait, Sir!" Yuva held her hand as she reached the car door. Yuva's conscious eyes certainly did not recognize this man in front of her, just that touch felt warm and familiar.
Gerald goes to great lengths to find Yuva's address. He had to wait for Eldar all day to find Yuvara's address working at his grandfather's hotel. A girl who is quite clever and simple, or a girl who keeps wounds, does not want anyone to know how much she suffers, so she hides her identity. The address Yuvara gave was the address of an elderly grandmother in a densely populated area, who, when Eldar arrived, did not know Yuvara at all.
Gerald must move his precious hand to find out who Yuva is. With his sweet attitude towards Rara, Gerald managed to find out Yuva's address. And what he saw earlier really made Gerald inevitably have to take responsibility. He should have rejected the drunk girl, but it might not be a problem either.
"You who?" yuva asked as Gerald directed his gaze at Yuva. The gaze was somewhat familiar and Yuva kept it in a distant corner of memory.
Gerald brashly jerked at the sweater shirt Yuva was wearing, making the girl squeal.
"You don't act disrespectful, sir!" Yuva held back her clothes, her gaze dodged, making Gerald cluck.
"That's my making!" said relax. "You showed me where to make this mark, Yuvara Ang-el-line!" Seutas grin that seemed evil made Yuva groan resignedly. Is that how he was last night?
"You want me to tell you again, how do you ask me to be satisfied?"
"Hng .. stop!" Yuva can't take it anymore. He still remembers a little when he impatiently asked Gerald to enter it.
"So you're here to ask for something in return?" yuva asked after successfully mastering himself.
"We talked in the car." Gerald seemed to be busy, so he hurriedly asked Yuva to get into the car Eldar opened, after scanning the Armani mansion.
"But—"
"I won't eat you—you're safe with me."
"We're done now, Mr. .. I don't hold you responsible for what happened to me. I'll pay you well for all your help." Yuva really didn't want to get into trouble with that guy. It is better to live alone, independent, and according to his wishes.
Gerald played his tongue inside his lips, what a pretentious girl. "You get kicked out of there, if you forget. And you're just carrying a slob on your body."
"Ta—you're right!" Yuva originally wanted to argue, but soon realized that she was not given anything out of her parents' house.
"My house is spacious if you don't want tonight to be a meal of hungry men on the streets. I admit, your body is good, my fingers are really spoiled by your beautiful skin—"
"All right, I'm coming with you tonight. Tomorrow morning I'll go to find a new place to live." Yuva came in and sat down quietly. Trying to calm down more precisely. His face and body were very hot. She was so ashamed of the night she thought was so crazy.
Gerald smiled obliquely as he sat with his legs crossed. His eyes glanced at the tense-looking Yuva. Gerald just didn't think that there was a virgin girl out of the bar drunk. He thought, all the girls have broken the seal. Then he wondered when Yuva—which he was sure was only half drunk— asked to be gauli again for the second time, in the cave where the girl lived. Amateurs, rude, and impatient.
Gerald applied one heart to one woman. Alma will he leave aside after he breaks the seal of the unstable young girl. After all, Alma seemed easy to compromise in any case.
The area he visited was a private area with large land for each house. Yuva vaguely guessed where she would stay tonight. Manda often talked about it, dreamed of it, and dared to risk everything for ten minutes of living in one of these houses. And Yuva will sleep in one of the rooms here all night.
He sneered as if Manda could see his smile. "To stay here last night, I had to throw you disrespectfully. Hng, what if you guys let me off easily? I must have had one palace in the area."
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