The Devil JOVE's
85. Hemorrhaging

"You're taking me again?" casandra asked as she stared dislikefully at the man who had just gotten into the car. Instantly his cheerfulness vanished, changing with great annoyance as this man's hands began to creep up to his waist. "Jove, can you condition your hand? I don't want my clothes to fall apart because of your insolent behavior!"

Being rebuked like that doesn't make Jove stop her hand activity. He instead deliberately pulled onto the shirt that Casandra was wearing. After that, Jove's index finger immediately surfed down her skin that was soft like yogurt. Ah, so tempting. It feels like Jove wants to fuck Casandra this second too. Really am.

"This morning is too sweet to pass up. Would you mind staying at the hotel for a minute?" jove asked with breath that began to hunt. He then whispered beside Casandra's slightly reddened ear. "I need that release, Cassey. Can you without forcing?"

Blussshh

Casandra's face immediately changed as red as a tomato to hear Jove's request so frankly. Although he was initially annoyed half to death, but his body seemed to react another once this man's hand gave him a touch. Very cheap, isn't it? And Casandra admitted that, but inwardly. It is impossible for him to admit that he really wants to agree with Jove's desire to stop at the hotel to release his desire. Unfortunately Casandra's common sense can still function properly even though the heart continues to urge to say yes. Ah, why does this n*fsu feel so hard to control?

"Cassey?" ....

"Jove, we're not married. Just twice we do, not again!" Casandra firmly refused. As much as possible he turned his mind away from focusing on the gentle touches on his waist and stomach. This mafia is fucking shit. He's so good at playing his n*fs.

"Then let's sign up for the civil office. Reception problems may follow later. I can't help it anymore, Cassey," said Jove without hesitation. And he immediately breathed a heavy sigh as Cassey cursed violently while throwing a curse for him. "I'm asking you to make good love, but you refuse on the grounds that we don't have ties. Then when I invited you to formalize your status, you were busy cursing and swearing rudely at me. What do you want, Cassey? Don't ask me to be rude because I won't hesitate to do it to you. Understood?"

Casandra screeching cynically. Again the threat he got from this bastard. Casandra's eyes then glanced outside where Franklin never got into the car. What the hell is mafia tail. Instead of rushing in and driving him to the company, Franklin relaxed while enjoying a cigarette. Who is not upset if you are in Casandra's position now. No, boss is not a man, all of you nothing is right. Huh.

"Yaaakkk! Jove, you're crazy!" casandra's cry was startled when her body suddenly moved onto Jove's lap. A second later Casandra's face turned increasingly red as she felt a blunt bulge under her buttocks.

God fucking. Is this bastard not shy about showing off that he is being hotheaded? Goddamn bum.

"You can feel it, right?" ask Jove. "Give me just once, Cassey. I really need you right now. Please," ....

For the first time ever a Jove Lorenzo has adored a woman. And this happens not only because of the sheer urge of desire, but also because his body began to feel stiff. Jove doesn't want Casandra to know her weakness. Not a shame, but more to maintain privacy.

"Jove, you okay?" casandra asked while frowning. She felt something was wrong with Jove's hand still stuck to her waist. Rough, not as soft as the touch at the beginning.

"Don't ask too many questions. Take off your shirt and let me find that release. Now, Casandra!" jove growled with the swift flow of sweat that began to wet the face and all over the body.

Damnit. Why the pain should come now. Arggghhhhhh! I need some medicine.

The dilemma of whether to obey his wishes or not, Casandra instead silently watched Jove who looked like she was holding back pain. Confused, he ventured to stick their lips together. Intentions just want to make sure something, his actions even make Casandra stuck Jove's compulsion to immediately respond to his actions by biting the full lips n*fsu. Just the unexpected movement made Casandra shocked half to death. But everything is too late. There was already no gap for him to be able to escape anymore as Jove started to be rude. His shirt was forcibly torn, leaving a short skirt along with matching colored underwear.

"J-Jove, hen-stop. Don't force me!" Casandra tried to prevent. But he had a hard time because Jove touched him like an unconscious person. Even in his breath hunting Casandra was like hearing a terrible growl. I don't know, maybe his ear hole has been damaged so it makes him think a no-no about this bastard.

"We-we finish it later. Now let me pick up my medicine. I'm going to die, Casandra. Help me!" lirih Jove is helpless. Really, he did not understand at all why this pain could appear suddenly. Though previously Jove had never taken the antidote since screwing Casandra. But now? Very disconcerting.

Never mind, in the end Casandra can only resign when Jove started yanking hers. In the car in a messy outfit, Casandra is rendered powerless by Jove's unusually rough movements. It's kind of weird. As he remembered this bastard never did anything rude while making love. But why is it different now? Jove was like a wooden monster looking for an antidote. I don't know what the exact term is, he doesn't know.

Ah, why is it so sick. Jove is actually why. Why does he seem to be unaware that his treatment is hurting me. Hicksn, ....

The sweat on Casandra's face fused with a circle of tears as she could not bear the pain of Jove's brutal actions. While Jove himself, he did not pay too much attention to Casandra's reaction because he himself was also in pain. In the pain that still remains, Jove finally managed to do one release. He leaned into the car seat, waiting for his normal moments to return.

"Jove, I-I'm sick," Casandra's great-grandson in a trembling voice. His face was deathly pale due to the immense pain coming from under his body.

Jove's body stiffened. Only then did he realize that his actions had accidentally injured Casandra. Capitalizing on the rest of the energy, Jove's lightning-quick lifts Casandra's body until their union is unleashed. After that Jove seemed to close his eyes while grinding his teeth when he found the blood flow in the moist area he had just touched.

"sickness," ....

Casandra again complained of pain. And now his eyes begin to fade. It's macabre. It felt like Casandra had just made love to a tree that was very sharp and hard. There was absolutely no sense of pleasure created, only the long pain he received as long as Jove completed the desire.

"Cassey, I'm sorry. I didn't do this on purpose" said Jove frustrated himself. He then took off his shirt and then he closed it to Casandra's exposed body. After that, Jove quickly lowered the window.

"What's up, Mister?" franklin asked without daring to look into the car.

"Pick up a blanket and prepare medicine. I accidentally hurt Casandra" replied Jove.

"Aren't you no longer in pain after that night, sir? Why is it like this?"

Franklin's shocked. Didn't expect that her negligence had caused Miss Casandra to be injured. If only Franklin had not waited outside the car, he could have stopped the pain of his boss by giving the antidote that had been consumed.

"Don't say much. Quickly get everything ready before I blow your head off. Now, Franklin!" jove shouted crazily when he found Casandra who had lost consciousness. This woman ... she's bleeding.

Goddamn bum! Arrggghhhh!

"Good, Master!"

Without saying much, Franklin ran into the house screaming for the waiter to pick up the blanket. While he himself went to the medicine storage room to take the potion for his boss to drink and also to treat Miss Casandra. Come on, it's not just this time that Franklin encountered a gripping situation because of his boss' disease that relapsed suddenly. So he already knew what medicine to take without the need for any explanation. It's mundane.

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