Sinful Angel
SA Chapter 53
Sinful Angel Chapter 53
Turning off the main light, Bhishma lay down her tired body on her spacious bed. Clenching both eyes, he wanted to immediately rest his ache-legal daksa because tomorrow he had to go to Bali to attend an important event.
The fragrant aroma that had disturbed him in the car when the trip home, now began to spread again out of nowhere. Tya's delicate pretty face instantly refracted in his head as the tickling fragrance re-smelled. Which only aroma alone is able to bring his maleness instinct to breeze buana.
"Hey, don't think of anything, brain!"
Worse still, the more his eyes tried to close, the shadow in the hospital also flashed. That is when Bisma accidentally caught Tya being in trouble changing clothes.
The beautiful curves of his slender waist, the proportionally shaped front back, his two legs, are all neatly recorded in Bhishma's memory as an unhypocritical man fascinated by such things. It is perfectly normal and commonplace, except that Bhishma likes baseball bats and muscular field shoulders.
“Haish, shit! Just because of the different fragrant aroma that comes from spa treatments, it could make my head drunk kepayang like this!” upset ass. Bisma straightened herself from her bed in one jolt. Get out of his bed and pacing while grumbling.
“Why does this dangerous scent come into my room? Not possible right, if the room Tya has a hole through to my room?” Bisma sharpens the smell. Sniffing looking for sources of ringworm that makes the rest time even disturbed restless and restless.
After being traced, it turns out that it comes from a suit that hangs on a special hanger of suits and jackets, located in the left corner of the room. The suit he had brought down from the car carried a fragrance exactly like the one that stuck Tya's body. It seems like a beauty clinic that is said to be one of the best for wives in this flower city, the prestige is not a mere figment. Proven from the results that speak, able to make the husbands upset.
Bhishma chose to leave the room only when the night was late. Head to the kitchen to grab a light snack and a bottle of mineral water. Bisma then sauntered into the television room in the middle area of his home building. Turning on the home theater and choosing to watch action movies, avoid romantic genre films because if you keep watching it then the turmoil that has been widening for so long is definitely going to be-so. He fears his primitive instincts provoking him recklessly breaks through Tya's room and ends up forcing a craving.
Meanwhile, Tya was still not asleep in his room. Uncertain rolling, unable to close their eyes. Groping his temples, Tya suddenly blushed just like that. Although only for the sake of theatrics, his heart even jumped when Bisma landed a kiss there last afternoon.
A man's precious attentive treatment for a woman seems like a novelty to him, though Tya knows that the friendly scene is wrapped up in interests that have other purposes.
Staring at the wall that was plastered with dim sleeping lights, Tya muttered in her small laugh, feeling strange with herself.
“This isn't your first moment, is it, Tya? It was that bastard Jordan who took away all that was precious from you as payment for the rice you ate for a living. Why does this time feel different? While it used to feel disgusting.”
The medicine he took an hour ago began to react. Tya was luckier than Bhishma because she gradually seduced sleepiness. While Bisma is still awake in the television room, while occasionally irritated ranting vent his anxiety on every scene of the film he is watching.
Seriate.