Secretary Naughty (Revenge)
The plan must succeed.

"Assistant please help Nayara to her room! Looks like Nayara's not feeling well and needs some rest" Belvan said.

"Okay sir, I'll help him" replied the Assistant

Auntie took Nayara to the room. " Nayara complied and her body now felt even stranger.

"I why? I have other illnesses besides memory loss.

At that time the assistant knew that Nayara would get bad treatment, while as far as Nayara's assistant knew was a good woman.

The assistant laid Nayara to her bed. Nayara's body began to get wet with sweat and her breathing was raging. Asistent knew that Nayara was under the influence of the medicine**sang.

"Miss, are you okay?"

"What have you put in my drink, answer?!" Nayara snapped at aunt while clutching her arms.

"There's no Miss?" Asistent began to fear.

"Quick confess, or if I have something bad, I will make you and your family suffer" Nayara said as she tried to control her body which began to heat up. Each of his nerves became so sensitive and his lower half twitched involuntarily.

Nayara was completely insane for not being able to control her body. Nayara is like a caress-hungry woman and wants immediate release.

"Go from here! release me immediately, quickly do one thing."

"Sorry Miss, I really don't know." Assistant still trying to protect yourself makes Nayara even more furious, because it's been found guilty still you don't confess."

"Did Belvan ask to do everything?" guess Nayara.

Nayara couldn't stand it any more and she asked the assistant to leave, quickly Nayara locked the door.

"ahh," Nayara felt pain in her twin hills that began to tighten, the core continued to twitch uncontrollably.

Nayara drank a lot of water, but all but nothing, Nayara's body remained sweaty and sensitive.

"Please it hurts." Nayara defines the feeling experienced as pain, but it is not pain but a desire.

Belvan who saw assistant exit Nayara's room in panic, he was sure the woman he loved was really in the influence of drugs, Belvan hoped Nayara would approach him and vent all his desires.

"Nay, come into my arms, you will definitely not be able to fight what you feel alone." Belvan smiled smirk, he was sure Nayara had no other choice but to vent her turmoil on him tonight.

"Morgan-Morgan, after returning from this island, you will cry because Nayara is completely mine." - Morgan, wearing his pajamas and sitting in front of a mirror.

"Nayara herself will choose who deserves to be her husband. You're just a loser, you love Nayara but don't make an effort." Belvan is now wearing sleeping pajamas that resemble the bathrobe, then without wearing anything else.

Belvan had imagined making love with Nayara, really she was very happy, even her laughter occasionally broke.

Nayara ran to the bathroom, turning on the shower in the hope that the water that flushed her body was able to change her condition.

"Please help me. I have to be strong to survive this time, or I have to give up." - Inner Nayara.

Nayara started squeezing two of hers and took off her wet clothes. Nayara no longer knew what to do to help her so miserable.