Passion of Second Love
Forcedly snatched.

The face of the adult man, greatly surprised Stela, "How could this man want to hurt me. What's their problem?"

Stela grew even more frightened as the man before her bravely touched her smooth thigh, pinning with both feet. Of course the widow, screaming as fast as her fast so that someone helps.

The man very easily carried Stela's body into his enclosure, carrying Stela a kingsize basket of five-star luxury hotel rooms.

"Don't! Unhand me!" Stela rebelled, grabbing the brown hair with all her might.

The man grew fiercer over Stela's body, he tore the thin clothes that had been the center of her attention since Judas took her.

"Who are you!" Stela was still trying to hold the hand of the man who had dared to touch his private chewy part.

The man grew rougher, he undressed very quickly through the different pleasures on Stela's beautiful body.

Stela screamed loudly, crying profusely, her honor being forcibly snatched away by a man she did not know. Tears flowing profusely soaked her beautiful eyelids that glare at once received a hard blow down there.

Two hours passed, Stela wrapped in a thin blanket, trying to find someone to help her, to get out of the hotel room she did not recognize, "Where is this? Who're they? What should I tell my family?" his cry broke when he saw the bedsheets of the room there were patches of blood.

"Mama" Stela wept even more, knowing that she was truly unholy after her divorce from William.

The sound of the bathroom door opening, a handsome man was seen coming out from the direction of the bathroom, smiling broadly towards Stela.

"Hmm, are you awake baby?" the sound of the man's baritone makes the feathers of the Stela bristling even more.

Slowly Stela challenged the bare-chested look of the bastard man standing before her, "Who are you, what's your problem with me?" tears reluctantly dry up continue to wet her smooth cheeks.

The man approached Stela, "Right now you're mine baby, I think you've slept with Will, it's wrong!"

Stela frowned both of her brows, hitting hard on the handsome man's face with all her might.

THE PLAAAAK...!

"What's my fault with you! why do you live like this. I don't know you and I don't know who you are!" stela's reddened face held back the pain of slicing her heart and feelings.

The man laughed even more, grabbing the natural beautiful face of the woman before him, "Don't hate me too much Miss. We'll be partners soon."

The man gave Stela one of the best boxes of clothes, put an unlimited black card on the nightstand, "If you're recovered, the driver will help you, baby. All of this is a gift from me, rather than you coming out using just a naked underware. I'm sorry."

The gallant man passed leaving Stela, who was still in shock over her treatment.

Stela squeezed the corner of her beautiful body-covering blanket, shouting like a woman in possession, without knowing what to do. He looked for his cell phone, which was not found, "Aaaagh, I brought nothing but this shirt," his hand squeezed out a thin satin shirt.

"It's not the first night, but it was forcibly snatched away by a man who wasn't my husband" Stela growled down from the bed in limp.

The actions of the man she did not know, added to the burden of Stela's mind, "Who is she, why does she have the heart, does she not have a sister?"

Stela stared fixedly at the mirror, examining her whole smooth body, which contained some kissmarks of the man's actions.

Stela's eyes were fixed on the glass that was not far from the marble, immediately seethed in her mind to break the empty glass, then sliced her pulse to make her die in vain, "Toh, no one knows me."

Stela stepped down the shower, lit a warm water faucet, splashing her body with tears. The first night that he imagined was beautiful with William Danu Barata, it turned out to be just a dream. He had to forcibly surrender his honor, all this time he was guarding from a completely foreign man in his eyes.

Twenty minutes Stela stood upright under the warm water, her beautiful eyes now turned swollen, feeling a tremendous pain down there, while cleaning the passage. His tears flowed back, imagining the faces of both parents and all the families who loved him so much.

"Ma, forgive Stela. It turned out that Stela misjudged Ko Wil," her eyes were still closed under the water, making her handbook snail, because it had been playing with water for too long.

Stela moved from where she stood, grabbed a fragrant white towel, covered her beautiful body using a thick kimono towel, feeling back the warmth that was able to reconcile her heart and mind.

Hurrying out of the bathroom, how shocked Stela was, seeing the figure of a young woman who was a tomboy had been waiting for her ever since.

"Good afternoon, miss. I was asked by the young master, to accompany you," the resolute voice of the beautiful woman surprised Stela a little.

Stela's eyes grew wild, looking around her, keeping watch if anyone other than the woman was still sitting on the couch of the hotel room.

"Young master, I don't know who your Master is. What do you mean you treat me like this?" Stela's getting defiantly upset.

The tomboyish woman simply massaged her temple, reluctantly arguing with Stela, "Aren't you hungry, Miss?"

Stela snorted in annoyance, she grabbed the box containing the clothes. The beautiful eyes were immediately rounded, seeing a white mini dress from a famous brand that is a subscription to his family.

"Why does that man know my favorite. Does he know me?" Stela glanced at the woman, who was cool with her smart phone.

"Hey, Miss. Who are you, what's your name?" Stela stared fixedly at the oriental face of the girl before her.

The tomboy girl stood up, approaching Stela, "Hmm, me? I'm Calita. I was sent to take care of you. Deliver you safely to the apartment. You understand Miss Stela Chaniago Leonal Alkhairi."

Stela's eyes increasingly fixed the beautiful face with a cynical look, while swallowing her saliva, "Hmm, do you know my family?"

Calita just smiled coldly, he returned to the sofa, playing his fingers on the mobile phone screen to contact the young master.

"Prepare, sir is waiting for you in the apartment that you will occupy together," Calita asserted, staring at Stela.

Stela's face turned red, enduring a deep pain, unable to even hold back her emotions. Slowly he grabbed the fruit knife available on the round table of the hotel room, will swiftly throw the knife on Calita's body.

BHUUU....!

Instantly Stela fell due to Calita's left leg kick. The small knife that was held apart instantly.

"I told you, get ready. If not, I'll drag you to the parking lot" Calita leaves the hotel room, reluctant to hurt the stubborn woman in front of her.

Stela went back hysterically, yelled so badly, did not accept being treated like a prisoner, let alone the mistress of people she did not know.

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