Sweet Psycho's
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“What Michell can last for a month? It's only the first time, but it hurts so much.” Michell looked at himself in the mirror.
He stroked his stomach. There are a lot of wounds there. Fortunately, the only one injured was his skin. So no need to get to the sewing.
He sighed then soaked into a bathtub that was filled with warm water.
“Aahkk..” ringis Michell while closing her eyes tightly, enduring the pain in her stomach.
“Samuel really wants Michell to die slowly.” His whisper.
Before long, samuel came up with his arrogant look. He just went in and looked at Michell who was soaking.
“A-what?” Michell asked in embarrassment.
Just imagine, Michell was naked and samuel was standing there looking at him. It's crazy!
“I hope you can still walk.”
Michell sneers.
“We will go from here.” Added.
“Loh Why?” Ask Michell.
“Once your activities are. We go now.” Samuel said in a serious tone. It seemed like something happened to make the look of Samuel's face look panicked.
“Ta-but Michell just took a shower.”
Seeing the sharp gaze that samuel gave, gave Michell goosebumps.
“I-iya. Michell finishes now.”
“Good. I'm waiting outside.” After saying that, samuel went straight out of there.
“That's why the hell?” Michell asked in surprise.
“Ahkk, make a sprain. It's still this morning. Huftt.”
After finishing the bath, Michell walked out using a kimono towel. He asked when he saw his clothes were prepared on the bed.
“Tumben...”.
Not wanting to waste any more time, Michell immediately put on the clothes. He also styled his hair as neatly as possible.
After everything was done, Michell walked out. His steps were very slow because the pain in his stomach still felt very clear.
“Loh?” Michell looked at Samuel in confusion as he looked at the suitcase that was already lined up at the door.
“We want to move?”
Suddenly, the bell sounded. Samuel, who had not yet answered Michell's question, immediately opened the door.
There were many men dressed in black suits. They were samuel's men.
“We go now.” Samuel said to julio.
Julio nodded then told the others to bring a suitcase.
Samuel brushed his face and approached Michell. He grabbed Michell's hand and took him away from there.
“Mmph, sam.” Call Michell.
Samuel paused for a moment. He looked at Michell and immediately carried her in a bridal style.
Michell can only step down. He put his hand on Samuel's neck tightly.
“New first time, Michell squirms samuel panic rich gini.” Inner Michell.
“What's the matter? What happened to make samuel rich gini.” Ask Michell to himself.
Get them in the car. Unlike usual, Samuel chose to sit in front. Someone called.
“Master, there is one important thing you should know.” Say someone behind the phone.
“What?” Ask samuel.
“There was someone who wanted to kill you at that hotel. He's been watching you since your first day in Russia. He's already put a voice eavesdropper on a card.”
“What card?”
“hotel card.”
“Cih. Ada exists. Since when is the voice eavesdropper on the hotel card?” Samuel's reply.
“This does sound absurd. But, the card is still on Michell.”
“What? Michell..?!” Samuel who heard that looked back.
“A-what?” Michelle asked nervously.
“You got a hotel card?” Ask samuel.
Michell gulped his saliva violently. “Better to be honest than engga.” His inner.
“Iya.” Michell replied slowly.
“Ssshhh..”.
“Give me that card.”
Michell hesitated to give the card.
“Where do you get this card from, huh?” Ask samuel.
“Repsessionist.”
“What?” Samuel was getting less and less understood.
“Better, discard that card now.” Julio.
Samuel agreed. He opened the window and threw the card into the street.
“You owe me, Michell. You have to be clear from beginning to end when we arrive later.” Samuel.
Michell could only nod. To be honest, he was panicking.
“How about dad's man?” Samuel asked someone on the phone.
“For the moment there is no movement. It would be better if the master went as far as possible from that hotel.”
“Good.”