The Asmara Jugar the Mafia
Ripped Heart's

Arsen has arrived in Monaco after he was asked to come by Adriano. However, it turns out that the owner of the mansion himself has not returned from England. By force, Arsen had to wait for the return of the colleague, then he could find out the purpose and purpose of the thirty-two-year-old man asked him to come. While waiting for Adriano's return, there was nothing important that Arsen did there. However, it is not Arsen if he will feel bored and die of style. The handsome single never lost time for fun. Just like that night. He went to the club and enjoyed the bustling city of Monte Carlo with great happiness.

At around two in the morning, Arsen returned to the mansion drunk. His head felt dizzy, so his body attitude could not be perfectly upright. He walked a bit staggeringly. I don't know how much booze he had drunk that night. For a moment the Greek man stood and looked around with a blazer in his left hand. Arsen seemed to be remembering the direction towards the room he occupied while ruffling his hair. "Where, huh?" muttered the handsome man earlier while occasionally squinting.

At such a time, Olivia appeared while carrying a bottle of water that she had just filled from the kitchen. It was the custom of the twenty-four-year-old girl to do so. Olivia would wake up in the middle of the night and feel thirsty. One bottle of water that he prepared in the room, it was always lacking. Finally, the girl stayed out and went to the kitchen.

Seeing Arsen standing in front of the corridor towards the room, Olivia was astonished. Doubtful and also a little nervous, he walked towards the direction where the man was standing. "Sir" she said slowly. It was the first time for the adorable black-haired girl to meet Arsen again since the incident the other day in the laundry room. Since the man came one day ago, Olivia has not had time to meet face to face let alone greet him.

Hearing a familiar voice to him, Arsen immediately turned his head. "Olive?" a charming smile full of temptation adorn the handsome and naughty look of the man from Greece. "Where have you been? Why am I just seeing you now?" Arsen then turned his body to the black haired sweet girl. "Don't tell me if you're avoiding me on purpose," Arsen's eyes looked pretty. From inside her mouth, the distinctive smell of the drink made Olivia immediately retreat. He knows that Arsen is drunk.

"You're drunk, sir. You better get some rest. I'll go to the room too. Excuse me," said Olivia, turning her back and intending to leave. However, Arsen immediately grabbed the girl's wrist and prevented her. Oivia turned her head, just then she saw Arsen's two reddish-colored eyes.

"Take me to the room" the Greek man asked with a voice that sounded so deep.

"Sorry, I want to go back to ...." Olivia did not have time to continue her words, because at that time Arsen had already pulled a hand and led her down the corridor.

"Show me which room, Olive, is" Arsen asked again, pointing to every room door that lined up. The rooms are reserved for guests staying in Adriano's mansion.

"Your room is at the very end" pointed at Olivia with a face that began to fret, especially since Arsen did not also release his hand. "Sir, please let go of my hand" the sweet girl asked. Olivia could not use her left hand because she was holding a bottle of water that she just filled.

However, Arsen did not care about it at all. He just kept walking while holding tightly onto Olivia's wrist. A moment later, he stopped in front of the last room. Without taking off the hand of the cute and innocent girl, Arsen reached into the pocket of the trousers he was wearing to look for the key. "Please open the key" said Adriano's colleague.

"One hand is free, Miss," he whispered with the smell of the drink so vividly. While turning her face away, Olivia helped open the door lock of Arsen's room. After that, he invited the heavily drunk man to enter. However, it turns out that Arsen did not also take off his hand. He even brought Olivia into the room by force.

"No! Let me go! Please!" pinta Olivia is constantly in revolt and tries to let go of Arsen's hand. He also tried to keep away the man who was already tightly embracing his body. "Master, don't be rude!" Olivia beat up Arsen's arm and chest that didn't loosen her embrace at all. Arsen even intended to kiss the girl's lips. Of course Olivia didn't stay quiet. Although she looks so innocent, but she still has the instinct to fight and defend herself.

The Greek single laughed softly in response to Olivia's resistance. Even though he was drunk, in fact the man's power was still much stronger than Olivia. Every resistance that the girl put up became futile. Arsen has even now managed to lay the slender body of the twenty-four-year-old innocent girl on the bed. He held Olivia's hands together and flanked her legs, so Olivia could not afford to dwell anymore.

With a completely terrified look, Olivia looked at Arsen who had completely lost her mind. The handsome man looked hideous, as he smirked at him. After that, the handsome man was bracing his face near the neck of Olivia who was still trying to fight back with all her might.

"No, Sir! Please stop! Don't ..." the voice of Olivia who had been begging Arsen to stop what she was doing. However, the man continued to touch every curve of the body with the parts that became his favorite and any man in the world. Arsen paid no attention to Olivia's lament. He can also always break every resistance of the girl who is getting more helpless.

In the end, Olivia felt weak. He had no power to rebel anymore, especially since Arsen's advances had crippled him. The power of the poor girl seemed to have been absorbed by the man who was now in the midst of a passionate satanic lust, and had mastered it amazingly.

When Olivia's energy is getting weaker, it is the same with Arsen. The man looked stronger and louder. "So you're a virgin, Olive?" grinning with a heavy voice. He stopped his fingers trying to enter Olivia. Arsen looks happy. Without rising from the top of the innocent girl's body, she lowered the zipper of her trousers. After that, the man shifted the fabric made from spandex that covered the crown of Olivia's pride. He was already preparing to direct himself to a perfect outlet of desire. But Arsen had trouble doing that. "Ah, shit!" grunted annoyed. Arsen quickly got up and pulled the pink triangle, so that now it seemed clearly something that became his goal.

Arsen again grinned. While Olivia keeps trying to hold the man back, but her efforts back only become something futile. Arsen held both hands and pressed the girl's wrists firmly, then he stretched her groin open wide. Now, Arsen can move freely and so freely.

"No, Sir! Please ... don't do that!" Tears slowly trickled along with the pain Olivia felt as Arsen was trying to enter her.

"Shut up!" sergeant Arsen was trying to move the curtain of purity of the helpless poor girl. He repeatedly grunted in annoyance, because his efforts were not also fruitful. Olivia kept moving her body to avoid it.