
After having a short conversation with Bruno, Shera stepped quickly into the main mansion. Shera was able to breathe a sigh of relief because Bruno was easily fooled apparently, earlier when the man asked about his magnificent residence. Shera stood up and said the mansion belonged to her aunt.
"Huh, thank God, it seems Samuel hasn't come yet." Arriving inside, Shera circled a glance around, looking at Samuel.
"I'd better go straight to the room, before he comes, um but Samuel's with Anne where are you?"
Shera's face turned sad when she remembered the incident a few hours ago. Unwilling to drag on in the pain, Shera decided to rush off to the room. However, not yet both of Shera's legs moved, the sound of someone's exclamation from behind shocked him.
"Where are you going!!!" With a breath of hunting Samuel approached Shera.
Shera flinched for a moment then turned around and looked directly at Samuel's flashing eyes.
"Of course I'm going to the room, what's wrong?" ask without fear.
Instead of answering the question, Samuel dragged Shera into the hallway.
"Sam! What do you want! Unhand me!" Shera caught the danger radar scouting at this time. He felt that Samuel was angry, for some reason.
"How dare you go with Bruno! Do you always spread the charm with all the men ha!" Samuel said without looking at his interlocutor.
Shera frowned for a moment. "Whatchu mean? Let go of me, Sam. My hand hurts.." she shrieked while holding back the pain as the check on her wrist grew stronger.
There is no law, Samuel heeded Shera's words. And chose to accelerate his footsteps.
"By!!! Unhand me! I said let me go!"
Along the way, Shera screamed hysterically while rebelling. But Samuel's energy was stronger. Shera finally could only stop.
Arriving in the main room, Samuel locked the door and pushed Shera's body into the bed.
"Samuel, what do you want? Just whip me!" Shera was so panicked, seeing Samuel's two eyes implied a strange look in her opinion.
Samuel grinned faintly and said, "You want to be whipped, okay as you wish!" Then Samuel took off the belt wrapped around him.
Crack it!
Shera grimaced softly when her thin skin was scratched just now. A little relieved because today's lash doesn't feel as strong as yesterday.
Then silence was created for a moment in the room.
Shera was surprised not to get any more lashes. He was still trembling on the spot, his eyes were closed, and was still on standby by crossing his hands across his chest.
While Samuel quietly went up to the bed while removing all the cloth attached to his sturdy body.
"Aragh!" Shera jumped in shock when Samuel supported her for a moment. "Sam, you ma–hmmm!"
Damn it, he touched me again.
Shera screamed hysterically in her heart as Samuel kissed her so wildly and brutally right now. To the point that he had trouble breathing.
Shera, come on, fight him! Argha! What's wrong with me! Si4l!
When Samuel smelled him deeper now, he didn't fight back at all. Shera cursed herself because her mind and limbs were out of sync at this time.
"Let go of me. "wept Shera as Samuel began to loosen his arms.
Samuel was sticking his forehead against Shera's forehead and staring into the amber-colored eyeball. A sly grin was engraved clearly on his face all of a sudden.
"Sam, uh...." Shera widens her eyes as Samuel plays down her neck now.
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