The End of the Wing Miss
Recognizing the Shackling Taste

Port Dickson, Kei Apartment

Naya ate her favorite food while occasionally glancing at Puan Sri and Kei. His smile was small, watching the mother and child. Both are silent, each maintaining their own egos.

"Mh... Do you know where Nay's from here?"

"Nngggs... Mama called Kei. He said you were not well, so ask for company", Mrs Sri replied calmly while continuing to eat food in front of her without looking at Kei.

Kei rolled his eyes lazily to hear his mother's answer.

Well, Mrs Sri. Looks like the groove was slightly altered. Let's start this beautiful game!

Kei clenched his hands under the table.

"So you called Mama, huh?" Naya turned her gaze to Kei.

"Hhm". Kei just cleared his throat without a word.

"Udah, we're back now. Mak Lung has been looking for Nay since morning, nih" said Puan Sri as he stood up from his seat.

Naya looked at Kei who was returning to his factory mode, flat and cold.

What else anyway? It was getting warm, why is it now an ice chest again?

Naya sighed a little longer and exhaled back violently.

After re-cleaning the dining table, Naya walked into Kei's room and grabbed her bag which was located on the nightstand and then stepped outside the room.

The new Kei will enter the room, pull Naya's arm and bring the girl back into the room. Closing the door and locking it.

Naya gasps. His eyes looked at Kei sharply as if sending out a rejection signal.

Kei did not heed Naya's gaze, he pushed the girl towards the bed.

Naya's getting more alert. His hands cross in front of his chest.

Kei smiled slightly. The idea of jail again scattered like a star in his head.

A little more forceful encouragement was given. Naya falls right in the middle of Kei's King-size bed.

"Bang Kei?!"

"Yes dear", Kei approached with his mischievous grin.

"When there is a Mama why? Mama has been through youth, well mama must have understood". Kei smiled mischievously again.

"Issha... Apaan, anyway... Already! It's not funny!" Naya pushes Kei's chest strong, but it doesn't shake Kei's hut at all.

The young man who is the main heir of the Tan Sri Abdul Hamid family is even eroding his distance with his wife.

Naya. Unknowingly, both of his hands even gripped the bed sheet firmly. His chest pounded irregularly when he felt the warm breath of Kei hit his face which was still covered in the niqab.

Kei, who originally only intended to try out Naya, is now carried away. The lake's clear eyes made him drift in charm.

One hand of Kei slowly moved towards the side face of Naya, then gently pulled the niqab that blocked her gaze to enjoy the beauty in front of her.

Naya who was under Kei's confinement momentarily sank into the man's power.

The man who had bound her in the mitsaqon gholizon, a strong bond.

Feeling no significant rejection from Naya, Kei increasingly launched his attacks.

Kei's eyes now perch on Naya's short, curved nose, with the tip of the nose round. Nose button. Cute adorable!

Then her sturdy fingers gently stroked the rossy cheeks, the white marble belonging to Naya.

Before long there, Kei's fingers continued to move quietly towards the rosebud, a tiny pink lip like rose petals. A little open, teasing Kei to touch.

Kei's thumb gently brushed away the slightly wet lips like the dewy petals of a rose in the morning.

Kei erased the distance between them, fusing Naya's wet rose petals with his.

Time seems to have stopped passing for both of them.

Naya increasingly gripped the mattress underneath. His body stiffened as if he was stung by a high-voltage electric current.

Following his instincts, Naya slowly closed her eyes. Tried to look at the unfamiliar taste but continued to hold him in the warm.

I don't know, this is real or just a mirage.

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To be continued

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