Passion Bed Sergeant Daychi
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Whuang's complicated gaze was still raging against the bed before him. Lien was lying on the bed there naked due to Whuang's telling trick that made Lien sleepy with the drink he gave.

He stripped the man's clothes without any desire because Whuang was distracted with Lien's phone on.

Dreet..

"Damn!! who else called this late?" umpat Whuang finished his smoking and stepped closer to the bed.

"Devil?" murmured Whuang saw the name listed here. He wanted to raise it but what if this figure was Father Lien. it could have been his plan screwed up.

"No! for now I need to get him entangled and unable to dodge."

Whuang muttered that phone. He stared deeply at Lien's handsome face deeply but could not find any interest in this man.

"How many women have colonized you!" ketus Whuang sat beside the foot-backed bed. He had not slept thinking about the entrance plan in the Yuchin family.

Shortly afterwards enjoying the silence. Suddenly their balcony was tapped to make Whuang immediately stand by with a sharp gaze.

The curtain was blown by the cold night wind made Whuang slowly and very carefully hold the lipstick in her hand ready to attack.

"Whoang!"

"Dad!!"

Whuang was surprised to instantly save her lipstick and immediately bowed. He had mistaken it for an enemy but it turned out to be Mr. Jirom.

"Nothing.I understand!" the remark drew Whuang's calm demeanor back toward his father.

"Dad! why here? is there a problem?"

"Him?"

Mr. Jirom's gaze stopped when he saw the figure of a man wrapped in a blanket on the bed there. He turned to throw a glance at Whuang who drew a smile.

"He's Yuchin's rich Young Master. Daddy!"

"Yuchin?" surprised that Mr. Jirom did not believe and then looked closely at Lien's face until he began to know that it was Lienmeng Yuchin.

"I just found out this afternoon, and it turns out he's gullible!" timpal Whuang was proud to wait for his father's praise.

"You are awesome! have you given me an i.."

"Dad! I can't!" lemas Whuang lowered his head because it was impossible to give his crown to just anyone.

"Whuang! this is the last step, I promise I won't force you again after this." persuaded Mr. Jirom to hold Whuang's shoulder who looked at him hard.

"But I don't want to.."

"For what? out there they think you're unholy. Just do what they ask." circus lord Jirom made Whuang's heart ache. Was it just treasure that his father had in mind?

Seeing the sad look of his daughter, Mr. Jirom thought. It could be that later Whuang no longer wants to be his puppet to make a tantrum.

"Whuang! I know it's very important to you, but. don't you want to be free from this job?" gently persuade.

"But..."

"Don't you want to live like a normal woman? living on an abundance of treasures that you do not get by working, you will only become a mistress. Honey!"

Actually Whuang won't. He better work this way but then refuse he's afraid his father punishes like he used to.

"A..Daddy's! i'm..."

"You have to do it! snare her to the point of no turning and make the whole world acknowledge you as Madame Yuchin.remember!" press Mr. Jirom again turned ghastly making Whuang tremble.

"B..Alright!"

"A..Daddy!"

"Do it! or he'll pick you up again!" threatening Mr. Jirom to wrap the sharp jagged chain into his hand drew fear in his heart and Whuang's trembling body was unable to stand.

"ANSWER!!"

"I..Yeah, I. I'll do it!"

Whuang replied quivering with teary eyes stepping back in fear. I swear to whatever he doesn't dare to fight because of childhood trauma.

"Be a good boy! hm?"

"A..Child b..good!" lirih Whuang looked empty. His gray bead seemed to harbor fear and darkness.

Mr. Jirom grinned and then kept this sharp chain. He could not wait to get big news later.

"Good! you follow me and you're safe."

Whuang nodded docked to a corner there with still shivering eyes looking at Mr. Jirom who had jumped from the Balcony.

Whuang started to pour against the wall behind him bending his knees and hugging his cold-shaking body. His face looked terrified clutching his arms firmly holding back the inner scream.

"J..Nay! a. I. .I beg you." lirih Whuang stared fearfully around him. The pain due to the heat of the lash is still clearly spread on every skin. Whuang began to lose the courage to look for something he could hide.

He slowly shuddered shakily pushing the bathroom door to wet his body that felt hot as if the pain of the object hit his body he felt again making Whuang crawl tormented with his own body.

"P..It's hot!!"

Whuang muttered paled to light the Shower until the cold water fell on his body. Only in this way could he temper his fear even though the cold was so excruciating.

"A..Good boy!" his murmur continued to stick nails into his arm to immediately wake up even though his head began to dizzy because of these nights soaking his body with water as cold as possible. Whuang subconsciously cried alone but only she heard that inner voice. Whuang is like a moon of silence that is only beautiful outside but full of shreds inside.

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The luxury Spanish Bugatti brand car arrived at its main residence, the building with the original Mansion Design is magnificent grayish luxury that makes the eyes of anyone stunned by the layer of gold that surrounds the pillars and the vast field and garden that is like a Labyrinth and many more places to travel. everything is clear from the neon lights surrounding it.

He had just landed from Germany to his home country because his goddamn brother didn't answer the call at all. He was angry because the man went home without telling him.

"Sergeants!"

A man with a relaxed stellan opened the car door until a man of stout stature and high came out on the ground His residence that looked cold and enveloped by an unusual aura.

"Find him!" the cold voice and stored anger from the sensual lips were so fresh. The firm jaw without feathers adds to the impression of being young and very charming.

"good. Sergeant!"

"Take him in front of me. as soon as possible!"

"Good!"

The athletic man stepped towards the main door of this cemetery-themed Mansion. The white ash-walled paint hue combined with the original pattern of the Chinese man adds a deep magical impression.

It is very quiet and peaceful.The sound of crickets will not be heard tonight. There were only the servants who were welcoming lined up all over the place but did not care about it. He just showed indifference and chose to go to the floor of his room.

"Why the longer you don't come home. Young Master is becoming more and more handsome?"

"Hm, but baby never brought a woman here."

Their mutters held each other's eyes in awe at the strange man. They knew the master was a Hyper-sex man but never saw him bring a female species into this residence.

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