Prisoner of the Cruel President
Chapter 32

Sharen who was almost asleep was shocked to find the door of his room opened violently. Kean entered at a quick pace. Throwing his original briefcase, then pulling his tie and unbuttoning his shirt just like that while heading for the bathroom. Long enough the man was in there, easing his tormenting hot body. Her orgasm thrashed the soul asking to be channeled.

While Sharen was back awake, even a little afraid of his suddenly changing attitude. Pack her husband's bag, then put it on the desk. Picking up dirty clothes scattered on the floor of the room.

The woman as usual prepared a change for her husband. Put it on the bed, then deliberately make coffee goods when the man needs the warm drink as a friend tonight. Then back to the couch, ready to sleep.

Keanu himself was still inside the clever room, the man growled in annoyance as the heat never disappeared from his body. He started to feel a little uncontrollable.

"Oh my God .. what satanic potion has been mixed into my drink" Keanu complained worriedly. He had thrown himself in the tub, and flushed with warm water so that his body would relax. I hope a lot of sweat comes out. Still not so helpful, making it hard to hold back.

"Daniel shit!" keanu is upset. The man pulled his towel, then came out of the bathroom.

While Sharena herself has not slept, but with a back position. The man approached the sofa, pulling Sharen's blanket away.

Sharen who was almost closed jumped in shock, he immediately sat down and found Keanu standing not far from the sofa. The man stared with a careless face and blushed.

"Move to bed!" he pulled his wife's hand.

The girl was confused herself, especially seeing the appearance of her husband who only wore a towel limited to the waist. Making Sharen clearly frightened as Keanu threw himself into the bed.

"Mas, what do you want?" sharen asked with a trembling voice. The woman was completely in a position that was not ready to accept any touch.

"You," Keanu replied coldly. He is still trying to hold back a little, but not enough to have good control. His body grazed violently when the netra met, accidentally looking at his sultry lips. As if feeling right then.

"Don't Mas, you don't like me, shouldn't do that!" reject Sharen's fear. He moved backwards, giving distance.

Keanu held onto his head which felt heavier.

"Someone put drugs in my drink, I need you to relieve it" the man said at nadhir. No intention of forcing him. However, in reality the man did not heed his wife's refusal.

"Don't get me in trouble, you know, I'm your husband" said the man crawling up to the bed.

The man immediately approached without his consent, his body getting thirsty for the touch the opponent asked to be pampered. The man no longer cared about Sharen's fear which even felt stiff, as he received a touch on his lips.

She wanted to rebel, but did not have enough strength. Should she resign to meet the biological needs of her husband without the man fully aware.

One by one the cloths covering his wife's body began to tear from their place. The man took off the origin with a slightly impatient body. Sharen himself tried to strengthen his heart to accept everything, even though he was afraid of extraordinary.

With a mischievous gesture, the man actually played his role wily. Absorb his wife's whole body with such interest. To make him feel like he has something so desirable.

Sharen's body trembled violently as the most unfamiliar thing began to force a visit. The woman screamed in excruciating pain. While the man seemed to enjoy the game he was creating.

Keanu was really stifling, indulging his body that night that felt so great. Until he felt happy, happy, and immediately the agonizing feeling that had vanished just changed the feeling of relief beyond measure.

He had just felt this incredible feeling. Making him drunk to unconsciously want to repeat the same thing.

Sharen himself could only resign when the body was completely suffocated. He felt his whole body tired, helpless and even more sick and sore in his sensitive area.

Keanu himself immediately fell asleep peacefully, really never found sleep as comfortable as this. His body felt so relaxed, and his feelings were very happy. After much grief, and many wounds that plagues his heart. For a moment, the man seemed to find a cure, the peace of his soul.

The next morning, Keanu woke up with his body so primed. He opened his eyes, thinking for a moment last night might just be his dream. However, the thought was immediately pushed aside when he realized that he was still innocent without a thread sticking to his body. Strengthened by the presence of blood spots attached to the bed sheet, with a place that is so disheveled.

Instantly the man stared at the empty sofa, next to the bed was also empty. Where is Sharen this early. Keanu rushed to the bathroom cleaning himself, getting ready with his work clothes. The man came out of the room, in the kitchen it seemed that Art was busy making breakfast.

"Miii? Where's Sharen going?" keanu asked looking for his wife who had not been seen this morning.