Savingswoman
74. Prostitutes*r

Farel ran with hunting breath. According to the information from his subordinates that he had placed in several houses, Raisya was at his sect.

His brown eyes were all over, staring intently at the figure of a woman who looked very intimate with a man he could not see her face.

Farel walked by letting out his dingue, his eyes staring intently at the back of the man who was seen clutching Raisya's body from behind.

His jaw hardened, especially seeing the man getting down as if he wanted to kiss the woman. His patience was exhausted, with Farel quickly running, his hands pulling rough the body of Raisya who looked surprised by his actions.

Raisya held her breath, got a strong pull on her body, then a kneeling that could make her have difficulty breathing really made her tight.

Farel looked at the back of the man who was still maintaining his position, behind him. Even the encouragement Fare gave while pulling Raisya's body as if it did not give any side effects to the man, the figure only seemed to shift slightly.

“You why?” Raisya asked with a hand that was trying to let go of the entanglement in her body.

Farel, who was planning to scold the man, turned his eyes. He did not believe Raiya's question which seemed to be angry.

“You asked me why? You should understand why I'm like this!” Farel growled furiously. His head lowered, staring sharply at Raisya from above.

Raisya opened her mouth in disbelief. What this crazy man in front of him said. How could the man turn his question around.

“Strade basis. Let go of your hand, I have to say thank you to him.” Raisya raised his chin, aiming right at the male position that made Farel angry. However, there it looked empty, the man disappeared, probably from feeling confused by their sudden quarrel.

Farel glared sharply, his chest holding back the anger of seeing Raisya who looked very concerned with the obscure man. Even more angry to hear his words that want to say thank you.

Raisya who saw the place blankly snorted annoyedly. “See, on the go, even seblum I had time to say thank you.” Raisya gritted her teeth.

Farel laughed blandly. “Thank you for what? What's that saying because of that geratic crack from that damn guy? huh?” Farel bluffed furiously. The man turned the body of Raisya into a trapped Raisya with his back against a large tree and his shoulders clutched tightly to Farel.

Raisya looked at Farel in disbelief. For the man to think that small.

“What do you mean?” Raisya asked coldly.

“You feel good to get a warm hug in these cold mornings, that's what your thanks mean. If you need a warm hug, run to me, do not seek warmth from others. I can still do anything for you, whatever I can do,” Farel said seriously.

Raisya felt her heart throb. The words seemed to describe that she was a cheap woman, who would happily get warmth from a foreign man.

Raisya laughed blandly. “Oh, so that's your assessment of me. All righty! Dear Lord Farel, didn't you say you would do anything for me? If so can you let me go so I can get warmth from another man more than you?” Raisya looked at Farel with a blazing face.

Farel gritted his teeth. “Raisya pull back your words.” The man hissed sharply.

“Ha ha ha, why should I withdraw my words. Didn't you say you would do anything. Ah, did you igin pull your words?”

“Raisya, don't play with my patience.” Farel pressed on Raisya's body getting stronger. Making the woman grimace little felt the twig of a tree accidentally stab her back, even the woman was sure her back was bleeding.

“Memed toying like what? Is not such a thing natural when you judge me like that, in the sense that I am nothing more than a cheap woman, or rather pela*ur.” Raisya sniffed cynically.

Farel's face darkened. Hearing Raisya who called himself as despicable ignited his emotions.

“You really tested my patience.”

“Raisya! Enough's enough! If that's what you want, then you'll see how Farel Wiratman acts against this naughty pela*ur.”

“What are you going to do? You're gonna harass me? Or you'll sell me, or worse you'll have me driven out by your guards.” Rayaya stared hard at Farel. That green netra looks flushed. His chest trembled, between emotion and heartache.

Farel tightened his jaw. With a single stomp he lifted Raisya's body. Shouldering the slender body firmly, even blocking both legs of the level that looks rebel to be released.

*****

Max stands in front of the computer screen. His eyes were clutching a collection of images that were clearly visible there. The most disgusting smile came from that handsome face.

“Truly disgusting couple.” Max hissing sharply. His black eyes shone a sharp look at the image inside the rectangular screen.

“Roy, collect all his data. Make it a file. If it's time, then you should know what you're doing.”

Roy who was standing in front of Max immediately nodded his head, then walked quickly towards the special workspace for him.

Max stared at the small photo he had placed on his desk. She slowly took the photo. It is clear, a small tomb filled with flowers there.

“It's not good that we pretend to be heroes but, the fact is that we're the real antagonists.” Max laughed wide.

The black net was covered with so much laughter. There were even traces of tears seeping out from every corner of his eyes.

The burly hand held firmly to the corner of the photo, glued to his chest with his eyes still closed.

“Do not worry Son. Papa will repay them all. Papa won't hurt innocent people. Papa just wants to free the next victim who will be the same fate as us later. So don't be afraid of this Papa of yours, and wait for Papa.” Max looked at the photo.

Yeah, well, that guy doesn't want to destroy innocent people. However, he only wanted to teach a lesson to those who intentionally or unintentionally have incised wounds, and become the cause of their destruction and loss.

“Raisya, you're a good girl. You shouldn't be between those two disgusting humans. I'll help you get out of there.” Max looked far away. Recalling the meeting he had arranged this morning.

*****

Raisa rebelled strongly. The fear of Farel's next action made him tremble. He realized Farel's actions included the results of his lure. But he said all that also taps into the man's insolent remarks.

Brak!

Farel slammed Raisya's body on the bed. His eyes looked at the green-eyed lady who looked inching backwards. He chuckles.

“Why? You scared? Where's your courage when you say those damn words.” Farel spoke in a flat tone. Her cries slowly lifted her shirt, leaving the man bare-chested.

Raisya is getting scared. The shadow of the abuse filled his brain.

“What will you do, you will harass me?” Raisya arranged the mistress Farel who casually took off the men's clothes one by one.

Farel grinning. “No, I will not harass you. But I'll impregnate you.”

The deg!

“What do you mean? That's the same as harassment!” Raisya shouted loudly.

“Only can be said to be harassment in case of a coercion. But this time I'm sure you will also enjoy my touch, even you will start first.” Farel grinning. His burly hand took a bottle of ketchup from the drawer.

Raisya stared at the horror of the little bottle. His surprised and afraid gaze could not be hidden, especially when Farel forced him to vertical the liquid in there.