Prisoner Bed The Mafia
EPISODE 184

The Island of No Name

A young woman with a beautiful and elegant face sat in a luxurious golden chair holding a glass of champagne drink with her lentic fingers polished with beautiful colored paint.

"So... Where is he now?" Ask the woman with a little fear.

"Mrs Gia, I have a report from our spy, that Miss Gaby is now in Country K. Miss Gaby looks happy and happy because she works at the company...." Not yet able to continue her sentence, Gia gave her hand code, and the bodyguard stopped talking.

"Don't say anything to my husband, if he finds out, he'll go berserk. Just tell me Gaby's overseas for a vacation." Said Gia.

Yes, she is Gia, the woman who once saved Benjove, the woman who once cared for Benjove and loved Benjove.

Now, she turned into an elegant beautiful woman.

"Good Mistress." The guard understood.

Before long, a message came in through his cell phone.

"Mrs Gia, Mr. Douglas Scoot is coming soon." Said the guard.

Gia then stood up from her seat.

"I know."

Gia walked elegantly towards the mansion door. A ritual that must always be performed. Her husband is the supreme owner of the throne, an authoritarian man with a guideline that a wife should obey her edicts and decisions, that a wife has no right whatsoever to her voice and opinion.

After a few minutes of waiting at the front door of the Mansion along with the bodyguards and servants, the motorcade finally arrived.

A main car, opened its doors by a bodyguard, and shiny shoes tread on the floor of the mosaic which is polished fancy to be a car stop.

A tall man with a gallant body, do not forget the expensive and delicate suit adds to his authority.

However, there was something that made Gia always shudder every time she saw it. Her face had a scar that extended from her eyes to her cheeks, right on the left.

With a slow and sweet smile, Gia greeted.

"My husband, welcome." Said Gia smiling and lowering her head.

"Hm... You greeted me sweetly, did your son make a mistake again." Said the man in a deep and horrible voice.

Gia gulped her saliva, in fact if her husband had not had twelve wounds it must have been the man who was the most handsome, but the scar that blistered and swelled horribly left such a disgusting mark.

"Where possible.... Gaby's a good boy, she's your son too, how could she have done anything wrong." Said Gia squeezing her hand.

"Mr Douglas Scoot... " A man whispered something in Douglas' ear.

As soon as he heard that, Douglas looked straight at his wife with a very sharp look.

"Gaby annulled the matchmaking with Xuan Yuan?!" Asked Douglas furiously.

Gia's body instantly stiffened, her face pale, and trembling. His legs are about to collapse.

Seeing his wife's changed face, Douglas walked past his wife.

"Come with me, or I'll drag you in." Douglas said calmly in a sharp voice.

Gia's personal guard wiped the sweat that was pouring down her temple, knowing what was going to happen.

While the servants did not dare to raise their heads, of course they did not want to get involved.

Douglas arrived at his room and slowly took off his suit.

The man then turned around and looked at his bowed jstrait miserably.

Douglas approached and raised his wife's chin with a firm grip.

"Gabee... As an adult he is no longer a child who can be arranged, he has his own thoughts and desires." Said Gia.

"Your own desires say?!" Furious Douglas and threw his wife on the bed.

Roughly removing Douglas' tie and opening his shirt, one of his knees rested on the bed, his burly right hand strangling his wife.

"You forgot who picked you up and gave you the life you have now?" Douglas was angry.

"Maa.. Ii'm sorry... But I really can't persuade her..."

"You know I've been after the Xuan family for a long time!" Furious Douglas.

"A... I-i know..."

"You know but you're stupid!!" Shouted Douglas.

Gia held back her increasingly stifling cries of her chest, her tears flowing and her face flushed red.

"This time whatever I do to my son never interfere, you ask to take care of it, but you fail, now you won't get my permission, I'll arrange everything." Douglas.

Gia sobbed, her chest up and down, her neck started to hurt, as Douglas was still strangling her.

With one hand to the other, Douglas opened the gasper and released it, then unzipped his pants. The man gulped violently, his jaw veins tightening with mounting anger.

"You know, your punishment." Douglas.

Gia shook her head slowly. A sign that he is not willing and pleading.

Douglas violently stripped his wife of her clothes.

"No... Unleash it... Don't....!" Shouted Gia.

"Don't you say? You're my wife... I've been away for months on a business trip, you must be so happy and comfortable that I'm not here, so today you won't be able to get out of the room." Douglas forced his wife.

"I beg you, this time do it gently, I can't, my body still hurts."

"You dare to set me up!!!" Shouted Douglas and pulled his wife's arm.

Douglas then turned his wife's body back to him, the man put him in with a bang that was quite hard, immediately Douglas' face covered with all the extraordinary pleasure.

"You always drive me crazy" Douglas said.

Gia bit her lips, and cried, Douglas pulled Gia's hair back, and made Gia's head look up.

With brute force and swift pounding many times, Douglas satisfied himself, no gentleness, no affection.

Douglas was a very temperamentous man, all of it was his nature and personality, Douglas Scoot, the man was the owner of the Nameless Island.

But the rough and temperament figure is another side of the personality of a Douglas.

The man has a dual personality that at certain times will be someone different.

When Douglas returned from a long exile, the man decided to return to one of his own islands, the Nameless Island.

And that's when Douglas who was going around to re-examine every area that has been destroyed for years, the development that has not been managed and the coastal areas bordering the Maldives. During the day under the scorching sun, Douglas Scoot saw Gia, a dirty girl covered in dust all over her body and face.

The girl who never took care of herself, the girl who was contemplating her sad story, her love story that clapped one hand.

Just then, Gia walked towards the beach, her gaze was blank and continued to walk forward, her mind only filled with Benjove.

After Benjove left, all of Gia's nightmares began.

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