Revenge Target

Revenge Target
Everything We're Just Going to Start


"Don't do anything later at Bia's wedding, if you're both afraid of falling into poverty!  Unless you're ready to live your life, please do whatever you want!"


From morning until ten in the evening, Lisa tried to be a good mother at Bia's wedding as well as Amel who became a figure that was so graceful.


"Well, I'm tired" whined Amel at the reception that night.


"Why don't you use this time to hook one of the rich entrepreneurs, of course, who is young and single," reply Lisa who was sipping a drink that had just been taken from a passing waiter.


"Why the hell, Mah, am I not the wife of Mr Devan? Hasn't anyone known about Bia all this time?" amel asked with annoyance, his legs were so sore. This day was spent standing up a lot.


"You want it to be too!" reply Lisa tightly, especially when glancing at Bia and Devan who were talking so affectionately. 'It's lucky that kid!'


"I suspect Mr. Devan can't recognize where the pearls are and where the street dust is." Amel said so confidently, as if he was better than his older brother.


The two women who both disliked Bia looked at Bia and Devan with envious gazes.


"You know what, Mamah has a rich kid, Bia?" A question escaped from Amel's lips that should not have been questionable.


"Mummy too," Lisa replied with a throbbing lip.


"Don't Bia not Mamah's son with Dad?"


"Hush don't be reckless when you talk!" Lisa spread her gaze around, fortunately it was quite quiet there.


Amel also cut his lips.


"Get's talk to you, the eyes and ears here are everywhere" Lisa whispered.


While Doni was talking to some important people who were still at the lavish reception that night, making the best use of the moment if at any time Bia was thrown away by Devan.


The night of the event is still festive. Especially with the appearance of some famous artists who enliven the event that night.


"Dad see Amel?" whispered Lisa approached Doni who was talking to Devan's colleague.


"Aren't they the same as Mom?" Doni asked back.


"So Mamah took him to the toilet, Dad." Lisa started to panic.


"Let's just say, Amel's not a kid anymore, he can't take good care of himself. Especially this in the middle of a party like this."


Lisa looked at Doni wryly, there was no worried look on the man's face.


"You've been looking all over the hotel, Dad."


"Maybe he went back to the room" Doni replied slightly away from the few people he had spoken to.


"Hape is out of touch, Dad!"


"That's it, Lisa. Amel's an adult where he might be missing, try checking into his room."


"But-"


"I still have business, find Amel yourself!" Doni leaves Lisa alone amid her worries.


"You always do, Mom!" Lisa's eyes started to glaze over. "Where is your email?"


Lisa chose to look for Amel to her room, maybe what her husband said was true. The phone could be out of power.


But when he was about to enter the elevator a message entered his phone.


"Thank God, Mel, Mamah is worried."


Amel who sent the message, he said he was in his room, his body tired his eyes sleepy. Amel also sent a picture of himself lying in bed.


Lisa who was also tired of choosing to continue her steps towards her room which was located one floor with Amel's room.


While in Amel's room.


"Where?"


"Safe," he answered.


"Sure, your mother won't be here?"


"Wow! Amazing so beautiful!"


***


Finally the festive party was over at exactly twelve pm, both Devan and Bia both felt so tired. His feet are so sore.


On the way to the most luxurious room on the top floor of the hotel, Devan embraces Bia's waist so tightly, the distance between the two is very close because their bodies are clinging to each other.


Devan can't wait to get to his room, more precisely his room with his wife.


'Heh wife?!'


While Bia is being hit by a tremendous nervousness, however tonight she will immediately release the precious thing in her for a man who bears the status of her husband.


It's not just Bia who's nervous, Devan too. His heart was getting bigger than when he said the sacred promise of his marriage with Bia. Especially when the steps stay a few more meters to his room.


"A, Dev!" bia's cry was startled as Devan instantly lifted his body as soon as he arrived at the room.


"I want it now!"


Bia gulped his saliva roughly, as Devan began to ambush his lips.


The expert's shrewd hands began to creep there and here. Explores the sensitive point that can fly Bia.


"Dev I'm scared."


"Nothing will happen" Devan replied in the recess of Bia's neck.


Half an hour later, Devan had already managed to strip off all the cloths attached to Bia's body and body.


Devan deliberately slows everything down because he feels happy with Bia's face that seems tortured, especially when the sensitive part is played by Devan deliberately.


"Dev!" bia moans.


The more Bia moans tormented the more Devan likes her.


'Or how it feels to be tormented?!' inner Devan with a creepy grin again adorned his face.


'It's nothing pretty yet!' Devan starts to point hers towards Bia.


"Dev I'm scared," said Bia once again.


"Everything will be fine," Devan replied not caring about Bia's moans as hers began to enter Bia's so narrow possession.


'Very challenging!'


"You will soon feel something you never imagined before" whispered Devan, his voice sounding threatening in Bia's ears.


"Sa-kit Dev!"


Devan ignores Bia's words, no matter what the girl's nails claw and injure her back and upper arms. Devan also ignored the tears that began to flow from both corners of Bia's eyes.


"Sa-kit Dev," said Bia again so fondly, when it felt his like slashed blunt objects.


"It's not much, honey!"


Bia's eyes opened wide. "Ma-mak-sud you?"


Devan replied with a grin that was so scary according to Bia plus my face that was filled with burning passion.


"You'll soon find out." Devan increasingly likes the tense face of Bia, especially down there also feels stiffened and more squeezing his newly-set partially.


Bia began to sob when his words were completely ignored by Devan who was still pushing his property through his defense.


'It sure hurts, right?'


"Dev I beg you, let go!" pinta Bia interrupted his sobbing.


"Close your eyes, this is all we're gonna start."


Seriate…