Our Last Love's
Chapter 17: A sense of comfort
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Hans drove his car to one of the most famous hotels in this beautiful country. Selena gripped her skirt firmly. Is Hans gonna hurt her again? Did he make a mistake again so Hans wanted to take him to the hotel?.
Hans's car stopped at a hotel. He immediately pulled Selena's hand into the hotel. Hans took out a Black card and immediately took out his hotel room keycard.
The hotel receptionist smiled to herself because Hans rented a room that was rarely used by anyone. Alias are used by the newlyweds on their first night. Rarely can anyone occupy that room because of its fantastic price.
“They are compatible husband and wife yes.”.
“But why does his wife look so scared?”
“Only those who tau”
Hans opened the door to his hotel room and immediately closed it, not forgetting to lock it. He threw Selena's body on the bed decorated with love-shaped red roses.
Hans presses Selena on the bed, Selena touches her sore ankle from accidentally coming into contact with Hans's leg.
“What's up?” ask Hans.
“Ka-kaku is sick.tadi accidentally fell while in the bathroom..” great-grandson of Selena.
Hans froze for a moment, and he quickly put up Selena's skirt, causing the girl to cover her face in embarrassment. Hans touched a bruise on Selena's leg making the girl hiss in pain.
“Sick once?” hans asked with his red face withholding the desire that he could not soon
weirs.
“Iya..but not as sick as earlier, it has been treated by the lecturer..”.
Hans breathed a sigh of relief hearing it. He got out of Selena's body and took the P3K box. He sat down next to Selena and slowly treated Selena's bruises.
“Tomorrow no need to be clampy, just rest”
“I can have 3 days off..”
Hans smiled happily at it. During those 3 days, he could be satisfied playing with Selena. Make Selena restrained at home and accompany him. Ah, just thinking about it made her instantly excited.
“Ah...Hans, don't touch the soles of my feet. It tickles” Selena said.
Hans smiled evil, he tickled slowly making Selena bite her lower lip holding her laugh that was about to come out. Hans further tickled the soles of Selena's feet making Selena's laughter completely break instantly.
“Hahahaha!! Hans, that's enough! It tickles!” selena.
“Liar...” replied Hans tickling Selena's stomach.
“Hahahaha! Hans! That's enough, I'm tired.” Selena said.
Hans chuckled, ah it seems like today he can't do it anymore. It's better to wait until Selena's ready to take it, so she doesn't get more guilty of screwing Selena when she's unconscious.
“Have slept, you must be tired”
“Ti-sleep? In-where?”
“Here, with me. Where else is it?” hans said no less confused.
Selena shook her head quickly.
“Ti-can't..a-I'll book another room just”
“For what? His bed is big”
Hans understood Selena's nervousness. They had never slept together (When Selena was conscious), it was natural that Selena was afraid if she invited Selena to sleep in the same bed. Moreover, Selena still remembers very well the rough side. In the last few weeks Selena has gotten used to him. Even Selena had dared to look at him while speaking. He can't put it all down with just this.
“Then alright” said Hans took the bolster and arranged it in the middle to become a barrier.
“This is our limit, no one can pass this”
Selena nodded her head, she barbed and stared at the sky of such a charming hotel room. Selena fell asleep and Hans smiled.
Hans peed at Selena's forehead, Selena must be exhausted. From 7am to 2am Selena was constantly beaten by material. Initially, this was what made him hesitate when Selena wanted to enter the University. Would Selena be able to survive if it continued like that?.
“Sweet dream, my wife.
Hans feels comfortable with Selena. This is what made him slowly melt into Selena, he did not care about her cold soul. A sense of comfort can make his ego fade. That sense of comfort made her main goal of marrying Selena wear off on her own.
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