Shackle Desire Aunt Beautiful
Chapter 32: The Soul of the Female Predator

"Excuse me, Mister. What do you want to order?" ask a restaurant waiter.

The man instead of answering, his hand immediately pulled the servant's shirt to get closer to him. "Shhtt, noisy!"

"Ekhem! Hay handsome,"

The man took off the cafe waiter's shirt and flicked his hand so the waiter wouldn't bother him. Seeing that, made the woman in the thigh-hemisphere dress pull the chair in front of her ex.

"Why is your face buckled?" The woman cupped the face of the man in front of her without shame.

"You know better, Bel." replied the man kissing the former's hand.

"Come, cool your head in the usual place. How's it?" take the woman with one blink of an eye, making the man in front of her grin.

The eyes cannot lie. The cleavage of the dress that popped something protruded from within, making the man remove the buttons of his top shirt.

"Hehehe, Dion. Come.., uh....,"

"St! Don't have a lot of words. Come on!" take Mr. Dion with a pull of his ex's hand.

The second step walked away from the cafe towards a hotel which happened to be a building with the name sign Eleanor standing next to the cafe Lilian.

"Excuse me, we'd like a sweet honeymoon room reservation" said the woman in a pampered wiggle on Dion's arm.

"Okay, in whose name? Sir, and lady....,"

"Dion Al Abizar" replied the woman unconcerned with the sharp gaze of the man beside her.

The two received one sweet room key on the second floor of the north hallway. Like a couple husband and wife. No one would have thought that the harmony of lovebirds was just to fulfill a long-held desire.

Chequek.

"Why do you use names....,"

Belina did not pique Dion's frustration. His hands were busy unbuttoning the former's shirt. In just a second, Dion's clothes vanished flying somewhere. Now it's her turn to unzip the dress and let it slide to the floor.

Belina's actions changed Dion's facial expression. Suddenly the man's eyes were misty full of lust. The twin hills covered in charcoal cloth clearly show a chewy item as big as a melon.

"Issha. Don't blame me for eating you, Bel." Dion snatched Belina's body with a sneer.

Belina smiled with satisfaction. It turns out that his former college sweetheart still has a female predatory soul. He wasn't surprised if Dion instantly silenced his lips with a ferocious sigh.

Erotic sounds with breath blowing vying sound filled the room with romantic nuances with fragrant lavender perfume. The insanity of both can be described with a red trace on the body of both.

Two hours later,

Belina was silent and just stared at the face of the man who always filled the recesses of her heart.

"Didn?!" call Dion to turn his gaze to Belina's eyes.

"It's ok all fine. May I warm my body every time I miss you, Abizar?" Belina clasped her hands together on Dion's back, sinking beneath her deep valley.

Dion closed his eyes feeling a slight shock from Belina's treatment. "You will always be my first opium. Bel, can you help me?"

Why see Belina's loving eyes, make her cunning soul moved to use the woman's feelings for the purpose of her life to run smoothly.

"Everything for you....,"

Cup...

Pagutan is inevitable. Not saying the contents in his mind, but Dion again deprived Belina of the pleasures of the world's paradise. Once again the two chose to fight without wanting to think about their respective life problems.

While elsewhere. A pale face with bloody lips could only listen to the babble of his superiors because the mission had failed and ended up in the hospital.

"I don't care about your situation. Remember you signed a contract with me....,"

A fistful of melted tears welled up under the feet of a man in a pantofel shoe. "Sir, forgive me this time. I promise to complete the mission according to my promise."

Bugs!

One precise kick hit the arm of the person under his foot. That sharp look was not a hungry wolf. One finger pointed down.

"One week. If within a week you fail to bring their heads. I'll make sure your mother's head is instead." she explained and pulled up the box shirt touched by her pawn's dirty hands.

"Let's go!" exclaimed the man by waving at some men in black uniform who were loyal to escort him wherever he went.

Footsteps away, and walking out of the room with a bland nuance that makes the occupants of the room wake up from his position that fell kissed the cold floor.

I've got to do it. Otherwise, mother will not survive. Well, now I can't be weak. Mom wait for me. ~ her inner self by wiping fresh blood on the corner of her lips.

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