The Incomplete Love
Two Women Lucknut

“Why are you helping me get away from Bastian?” What's your relationship with Bastian?”

“Nothing, I have nothing to do with any pimps,” Stella replied as she exhaled cigarette smoke upwards.

“Me and you have one thing in common. We have a problem with a woman named Qiara Anjani.”

Hanna.

“What is your relationship with Qiara?”

“Well, just say it, he took my rights.” Stella laughed cynically then held out a photo of Qiara and Kala.

Hanna miris saw the resemblance of Kala's face to that of Thoriq.

He muttered, “So apparently Qiara was pregnant when she disappeared.”

“Yep, disappear from your life and get into the life of my ex-husband. I want to be able to be more sinister, say Qiara is having an affair with my husband, but I'm sure you won't believe.”

Hanna's eyebrows wrinkled in disbelief.

“Nebelieve, huh? I also don't know how my husband fell in love with a woman like Qiara after he got away from me.”

“Why should I help you?”

“Well you can refuse if it is a pleasure to sleep a lot of men every day.. If so, please go.”

Hanna gasps. Before meeting Stella's man who pretended to be a new customer, Bastian told her to serve several people at once.

“Bastian's pimpin' assholes. You're not the only woman trapped. Tom, how many women are there?”

“Four.”

“Four stupid rich women married to him and end up as prostitutes. You guys are worse. Call women at least enjoy the fruits of their labor. You ...” Stella deliberately hung her sentence.

Hanna's eyes glazed over.

“Help me, you will be free from Bastian. I'll move you abroad. In addition, although it is impossible to return to Thoriq because he must be disgusted, at least you can reply to Thoriq and Qiara.”

Hanna rubbed her cheek. How true it is that dirty woman is disgusting.

“How do I know you're not Bastian's man.”

“Yeah, are you stupid or what the hell? You think an international model like me wants to know a shithead like Bastian. No, Hanna, honey, if it wasn't for me wanting to keep Qiara away from my ex-husband, I wouldn't have known you either.”

“Bogged basis!”

“Aaah, it’s your life my dear. Please enjoy the striped-nose men who treat you as a napsu filler. I'll give you two days before my offer is forfeited.”

Stella gave the code to her men.

“This apartment is safe, Bastian can not install the camera here. Rest in the room, I'm sure you're exhausted. After two hours, you have to get out if you don't want Bastian to catch you here. Two more days, I'll call you.”

Tom told Hanna to rest in the room. Before breaking down her body, Hanna set the alarm. Within seconds, he fell asleep as soon as his body touched the comfortable and padded mattress.

Tom and Stella peek at the unfortunate young lady.

“She is too greedy to want to have Thoriq alone,” Stella said.

Tom shook his head as he did not see the difference between Stella and Hanna. Two women obsessed with a man.

Unwilling to bother, Tom opens the door, letting Stella out to the penthouse. There they discussed the next step for the mission to separate Qiara and Devan to go smoothly.

After an hour of sleep, Hanna opened her eyes. After a good night's sleep, his body felt better. He went into the bathroom lighting the water in the bathtub and soaking with abundant foam.

His eyes closed at the thought of Stella's offer. His hape said, a message came in from Bastian.

“Thirty minutes more. In lobby.”

Tears dripped, Hanna hurriedly wiped her face. He understood, Bastian would take him to another striped-nose man.

Two days he had to endure to serve customers who had already paid dearly.

His feet were kicking water, splashing here and there. He hates being a napsu. Hate to obey all the wishes of the man who rents it.

Hanna came out of the bathtub with a plain body. Standing in front of the mirror, staring at the reflection of the body of a young woman who had been touched by how many men.

His face looks young and innocent. Make the men fooled by the hot game he gave on the bed. His body was flawless with radiant smooth skin. Promises warmth and enjoyment.

***

Two days later Bastian takes Hanna to another luxury apartment.

“This is a new client that time. Who the hell is he?”

“People. He doesn't say much.”

Bastian chuckled in a condescending tone. Hanna glanced at him hatefully.

“I'd like to see him.”

“Terexport ..”

“Sopan little when spoken to, I'm still your husband.” Bastian pushes Hanna's head slowly to the windshield of the car.

Hanna painstakingly endured the anger. He no longer had any pride in front of Bastian. Afraid of foiling the plan, Hanna simply rubbed her aching head.

Bastian smiled cynically.

“Rather than idle and mumpung is still far away, satisfy me,” he said while opening his pants zipper.

Hanna was stunned but immediately obeyed Bastian's orders. Dare not to argue with a man who has no pity.

Bastian enjoys how Hanna plays with her mouth and tongue.

“Anyway from all, Hanna is the most salable, her inner” is happy. He did not care about Hanna's shoulders being swiped at the wheel while satisfying him. Bastian continued to press the back of Hanna's head with one hand and drove with the other.

“Enough, clean me and you, we're almost there.”

Again Hanna obeyed Bastian's words.

“Sabar, Hannah. Soon you will be free.”

After parking his car, Bastian and Hanna walk to a special elevator that takes them to a penthouse.

The door was opened by a man Hanna had never seen. Bastian comes in looking around.

“I should have charged this triple,” he said inwardly.

Bastian continued walking in, while asking various things. His eyes moved to and fro looking for a strategic spot for his camera.

Unknowingly two large tall people followed behind him. One of them smothered him with a handkerchief. Bastian was only able to fight back for a few seconds before he collapsed.

“She fainted?”

One of them answered.

“He will faint for two days.”

Hanna approached Bastian's body, looking at him hatefully.

With all her might, Hanna kicked the man who was still her husband.

“Bags, motherfucker! Die you son of a bitch!”

At every kick, Hanna reflected on the treatment she received from Bastian. He lost all of his parents' inheritance. How bad he had to move from bed to bed.

“Miss enough, you will kill him.”

Hanna stopped when one of the men held her back.

“Death to you!” He shouted in Bastian's face.

“Better you meet Mrs Stella, she has been waiting for you above.”

Hanna spits into Bastian's body before boarding Stella.

***

“Congratulations, you're free, Hanna. Just one more step. Before, if you suddenly tricked me, well, I finally had the acquaintance of a pimp who was far more evil than your husband.”

“Not to worry. I'm ready to make Qiara suffer.”

***