The Mafia Is My Hubby
POV Yuan party shenglie group

Thinking about it somehow upset me, coupled with alcohol, I guess I had broken the pride of the men who were about to tease me during the name-shifting party from company Z to Shengli Group.

If you ask me how I can be martial; for many years feeling the rigors of living in mainland China made my body automatically learn what I went through. Part of seeing children who learn to play. Maybe my biological father was also a martial artist, so it was as if martial arts had become my flesh and made me easily learn the Chinese martial arts.

“ what is this” ask a voice I know. And it turns out it was director Chan.

“ he kicked me, sir.” said the man who tried to harass me.

‘ damn, this guy is not only a power snob but also a complainant.’ my inner self is upset. I wanted to break his legs and arms, so that I could no longer snob and lick at the same time.

“ is that really?” ask director Chan to see me.

‘ shit! Does he trust the more powerful man?’ nervous inner.

“ ta..., but sir, he who tried to harass me.” said I tried to be honest. Because that's what happened. The man asked me how much I was worth every night.

“ so...., is that really Miss Yuan?” ask director Chan.

‘ shit! He believes more in that powerful man? I think he's different!” my mind almost slapped director Chan on the cheek, but it turned out that he said;

” so, mister Ming may I ask once again is it true that my personal secretary seduces you?” turns out he defended me. Afterwards the men left me and pretended that his wife was menenlpone.

My look at this man changed, he's not just a baby Face because he's young, handsome, but also good. He was also humorous, he deliberately pretended, tricking me into tricking people before finally giving a surprise attack. I became curious; why could his ex-wife dislike director Chan.

But if his ex-wife can like director Chan-then what about me? Waitaminute! What was I thinking? I'm with director Chan even 15 years adrift.

“ instead accompany me to drink.” the man's words somehow made me forget to fidget and made me flutter. I can accompany the man - both, express time and feelings. I think I need alcohol to ease my nervousness.

And damn it because of alcohol I got stuck. He was talking about his ex-wife and it pissed me off. I stared into the man's eyes. It appears that the man really loves his ex-wife.

The man loved his ex-wife even though he was suffering. If only I had been in the position of his ex-wife - I would have preferred to love director Chan, he was a man who really wanted his partner happy. Had I been the wife of director Chan would she have loved me too?

Unknowingly time passed by so quickly and the day had already become very dark. The moment director Chan offered me a ride once again I felt my chest pounding so fast. And the moment I got out of the elevator somehow came to a question; why would director Chan know if the man his ex-wife loved was Japanese? Isn't there a possibility that they have just met and confessed if they are lovers who have long been separated.

But it turned out unconsciously what I was thinking once again said. Damnit damnit! This is my bad habit and alcohol makes me unable to filter my words.

Until I heard that he never fucked his ex-wife. I don't know why I was so happy - but somehow I tested it by saying that he couldn't.

Damn it - those words could be heard in the man's ears.

‘ no! Will he strangle me?’ nervous inner. I saw him staring at me with fury and eyes that seemed to be able to emit lightning, his hands even clenched firmly.

But my guess was wrong, he turned the wheel back and drove his car at high speed.

“ I want to show you whether I am still capable or not!” that guy's words scared me. How not to not play love lover only I don't have.

I was curious about what it was like, but I didn't want to feel it in this state. It's the same as rape!

I thought I would be forced but I was wrong, the man kissed me very gently. Or maybe he actually enjoys my lips greedily, but the influence of alcohol also because of wanting to feel the touch of a man makes me lulled in the game of his lips.

“ hen.. stop.” even so I tried to stop the man's action. I don't want the director to regret having done it with a woman much younger than him. I also don't want to realize the words of the people who said I was in this position because I slept with director Chan.

But my defense was gone when her soft lips touched my skin. I had never felt this strange feeling before and I felt faint for a moment as her soft lips touched my skin.

Unconsciously I was put to bed in a room. While I was gathering my consciousness to find out where we were - without me noticing the man had undressed on top of him and displayed a chest field with all six muscles in his abdomen.

Once again my body felt loose when the lips touched my lips again and touched every skin until unconsciously me and the man had lost all the cloth in our bodies. My body stiffened when I saw the man's maleness muscle that was ready to enter me. I'm a little scared but I'm also curious about director Chan's taste and game. The one who should have refused instead accepted the man's body in an embrace.

Either because of the passion that was never completed or because of the influence of alcohol to my screeches as if inaudible in the ears of the man. Though from earlier my scolding and all my words that tested him he could hear even the swallowed he could hear.

This is the first time I feel the play of love but I admit that this man is very good at satisfying my body. I didn't even feel pain and just felt good about all the games and lip games.

As if age does not dampen the stamina of the man. If I didn't know if he was almost 5 heads old, I would probably think that the man who is now fondling me is only a few years different from me.

I don't know how many times I got my release but it seems the man's energy is not going to subside. I am tired but this pleasure makes me always want to be awake and always enjoy it. Until it seemed that the man started to stiffen and stomp his possessions violently. But somehow it even makes me feel more delicious until he moaned long and I feel something hot filling my body.

I'm tired and I want to take a shower. I want to take off and wipe away all the sweat that is soiling my body. But my body seemed boneless and felt very weak and weak - I had unwittingly fallen asleep next to the director of my company.

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