
However, Kiandra already entered it, making Anna's body stiffened by something new first she felt.
"Ber. stop...." Anna gripped both of Kiandra's shoulders until her fingernails injured her skin. He could not stand the pain caused by the friction, making it difficult to breathe.
However, Kiandra, who had been drunk with passion, did not care about everything. He easily mastered Anna's body which was crammed like a huge stone's overlap. He did not expect, a woman's body can be this wise. He could not control himself and kept wanting more.
"Kian, slowly... I'm sick sskalii..." Anna gasped until she had trouble speaking.
However, instead of stopping the action, the man added by exploring his moist shoulders and lehenya. Anna looked away and hugged Kiandra's shoulder tighter. His entire body was crushed, when Kiandra's hot tongue hit the nape of his cold neck.
"Kians..." Anna was helpless under the power of the man.
Kiandra's dominant game left her with nothing to think about, except for the man's blushing look with sweat drenching her forehead and messy hair.
Several times he shouted, groaned, cried and pulled anything that could dampen the great waves that Kiandra had stirred in him.
"Kiaann.., Kiaan, yellow...Aaagh..!"'s search...!" Anna nodded incoherently. His body was as if swinging to make a sense of dizzy and dark at sight.
For a lifetime, this time Kiandra really crazy no matter the rules or aesthetics that are usually upheld. It was as if her throat was dry and Anna was her oasis. He could not stop, and he refused to stop, before his thirst was satisfied.
How many times has he refrained from touching the woman, just from thinking about this - that is not really important. Rico's words were the trigger, and he should thank the jerk.
Anna's...
his mind was puffing and hugging the woman tightly.
The sensation of pleasure spread throughout the body, which strangely causes the effects of addiction and demands to feel more, and more.
He did not care about Anna who screamed or cried, because it only increased his desire to make love.
He did not like his pale face before. But now, a pale face with some of her long hair wet and attached to her cheeks and forehead, it makes her think it's beautiful.
"Anna, I love you.." Kiandra whispered in the ear, along with the heat that made the woman close her eyes.
A second later, Anna flinched and shrieked loudly, as Kiandra again carried her flying all the way to nirvana.
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"The man is lying to you" Kiandra said, as Anna, sitting next to her, was busy covering herself with a blanket.
Anna's puffy face, dizzy in the head and tired all over, looked at her. But, he said nothing. His throat was dry, and he had not digested much about what the man was saying.
Just like Kiandra. He was also surprised, because it turned out that Rico had only been manipulating his mind.
He used to wake up naked without remembering what happened. Only sometimes, on his neck or chest there is a kiss mark that confirms the words of Rico, that his honor has been taken.
Anna ducked at the thought of her stupidity, which therefore made her want to end her life.
He sighed, then turned his head towards Kiandra who was still lying next to him. It turned out that the man had already looked at him first, making both of his cheeks blush and he immediately looked away.
His heart rippled in remembering what they had just done. He was inching to come down, when he just lowered his foot and underneath there was a red spot mixed with white liquid that stained the bed sheet.
Anna was stunned, then bit her lower lip riled up. There was something in his heart that was painful, when he saw that.
"Hey," Kiandra grabbed onto his shoulder, making him startled and look towards her. "Why?" he worries.
Anna did not answer and just stared like a stranger.
Kiandra's forehead was wrinkled to not understand. But instead of answering, Anna was downcast.
"Ma, is it still sick?" tanyanya doubt. Honestly, he felt a little guilty. He had no intention of doing something like this before. Only, he was jealous of Rico and also of the man who made it so easy to make him happy.
Anna's tears melted, along with the tightness that filled the chest cavity due to regretting sin.
Slowly Kiandra's hand moved to hold Anna's hand, making the grieving woman turn to her.
"I'll take you home to Kelantan, then propose to you officially there." he said.
Both of Anna's eyes widened staring at the seriousness of the face of the man who was still bare chest.
"I'm sorry." he continued. "But I will take responsibility and make you happy."
Anna was amazed until it felt like the sentence was a lie.
Kiandra tightened her clutches and peeked at the back of Anna's still stunned hands looking at her. "That's a promise from a Kiandra Marthadinata."
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The party outside was closed with the confusion of the mother looking for her son, because many guests wanted to say goodbye to him.
"Here you go, maybe getting tired of the party atmosphere." her husband calmed down.
"Bored?" he doesn't believe. "I've made the concept semi-formal, because I know..."
"It looks like Delana's gone too." cut off the husband while pretending to be astonished.
Kiandra's mother was shocked to close her mouth, when she realized the meaning of the husband's words.
The old man with his hair that had been completely bleached looked deep into the crowd of people who had started to leave the venue.
"Sometimes to be honest we just need privacy." he turned to his life partner, and smiled until his eyes were crescent-shaped.
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Outside the high walls that cover the Marthadinata family's vast home area, the Mercedes-Benz GLC class of granite grey metallic was parked from a few hours ago.
Rico in a neat suit is in it. He knew, if the law card was no longer valid and he also had no intention of embarrassing himself by staying reckless to barge in.
It's just that the thought of Anna is more disturbing, than the matter of business that can be sure to be destroyed.
A punch in the nape that he can still feel pain, as well as a lawsuit from Lawyer Kiandra for defamation, has been received.
However, it was not Rico if it trembled because of such a trivial matter. He had already felt the cold of his native prison, had starved and felt more of the darkness of life than most.
Yes, dark, which makes his heart dark and untouched by the kindness or love of any model.
But nevertheless, the,
"If I could, I wouldn't have been born a princess. Too many rules. I'm puffed and depressed."
He looked at her gloomy direction.
"I'm just gonna marry you. So the housewife takes care of the kids and waits for you to go home to work."
Whether sincere or not, but that smile to his heart.
The Princess was too innocent, so many times she got the chance. However, no matter how many times he managed to mix sleeping pills into his drink, then stripped all of his clothes, he never had the heart to do anything wrong.
"Delane..." Rico dropped a forehead into the hard drive of his car.