The Man Who Taken My Crown
Let's Say
“Suzzana, let's call Young Master Panjaitan, I want to hear you call that name, I want you.” Yanto raised his hand and wiped the sweat on Nirmala's forehead with his hand.
Nirmala's lips trembled, she wanted to say something, but she seemed to hold back, not allowing herself to say it.
Nirmala felt all over her body go limp, and slowly started to look trembling.
Obviously he was fighting physically and mentally against Yanto, but at the moment he has absolutely no energy.
“If not call him now, don't beg me later!” Yanto curled his lips with a full smile *****.
Yanto leaned over and brought his face closer to Nirmala's face, the breath on his face making the atmosphere even hotter.
At a very close distance, Nirmala spoke with great difficulty, "No, don't touch me ..."
"Suzzana, let me see what your face looks like, I don't want to fuck a monster..."
Yanto raised his hand, and just as he was about to remove the mask on Nirmala's face, suddenly a "pong" sound rang out, making his eyes widen and then close again, as if he was dead, his whole body fell on Nirmala's body.
Nirmala felt surprised, and suddenly appeared the figure of a familiar man in her blurred vision.
The burden on his body suddenly became light as if floating in the air.
Someone carried him out of bed.
Nirmala was paralyzed in the man's arms, making him recall the feeling of being hugged by Liam.
Why does he miss this kind of feeling so much?
Feels warm and safe.
Is this Liam?
He misses Liam a lot...
Liam...
Have you come back?
In the future……
Don't leave me alone anymore, okay?
Can you grant my request this time?
Liam...
I miss you so much……
"Suzzana? Suzzana! Let's wake!"
No matter how long it went, Nirmala faintly seemed to hear an anxious voice from Liam.
Nirmala slowly opened her eyes, and a handsome face appeared in front of her.
Is this really Liam?
Her husband... is back?!
Right now there was only Liam in his heart. His body was soaked with sweat.
Nirmala felt dizzy, her mouth kept calling out, "My husband, please! Honey, help! Help me!"
His consciousness had completely been eroded by the medicinal effects, he reached out his pair of slender hands and hugged the neck of the man in front of him.
“Suzzana, wake up, I'll have Wilson check on you!” Oliver said with a good voice.
Fortunately, he realizes Yanto's strange behavior is just in time. Otherwise, the consequences are hard to imagine.
Turns out to be true, Yanto still hasn't given up on getting Suzzana!
Oliver frowned slightly, and immediately hugged Nirmala from the bed. Before leaving, he kicked Yanto who was still unconscious with all his might.
Fucking Men!
Must be taught a lesson!!
Now the most important thing for him was to save Suzzana, and he would send someone to clear Yanto later.
After Oliver calls Wilson, Wilson drives his car and waits for him at the entrance gate of the "Love Club".
Seeing Oliver carry Suzzana unconscious, Wilson immediately got out of the car and opened the door for Oliver, then joked, "Bro, it turns out you're more open than I am!"
“Stop talking! Fast walk!” Oliver growled in a low voice while carrying Nirmala into the car.
Wilson shrugged his shoulders slightly and returned to the driver's seat to become a driver.
Nirmala's body was so hot, she sat on Oliver's thigh, leaning on his arm, a small agitated hand roaming around his chest mischievously.
Through a thin layer of his shirt cloth, Nirmala felt her body cold, her chest muscles strong, and felt very comfortable.
Nirmala slapped him that night and made him not dare to be reckless with her at this moment.
He's not "Safira", so Oliver shouldn't be thinking no.
Oliver reminds himself repeatedly that he is not a jerk or a playboy!
The woman he loves is "Safira"!
Therefore, no matter how tempting Nirmala felt to her body, she remained seated quietly.
Nirmala's eyelashes trembled slightly, and sweat droplets drenched the skin of her nose.
At this moment, he had completely lost his consciousness, he did not even know what he was doing right now.
He bit his lips firmly, hugged Oliver's neck, rubbed his slender legs on his body, and leaned his body forward to kiss Oliver.
Oliver leaned his head to avoid his kiss, his breathing sounded heavier than before, and his hands clenched tightly in the car seat.
As Nirmala's body went limp, her wet back stuck to her clothes, making her feel uneasy.
She's overheated...
So hot...
As a result, he no longer touched Oliver. In order to dissipate her heat, she sat up straight and started taking off her clothes.
The belt in her skirt had long since been pulled loose by Yanto. Now with just a slow touch, his outer clothes instantly slipped down. Her beautiful neck and shoulders were clearly plastered in front of Oliver.
When his hand wanted to take off the inner singlet, Oliver immediately stopped it.
Oliver's gaze focused on Nirmala's eyes and her rather heavy breathing.
His eyes were exactly the same as "Safira", they were very similar.
Even the feeling of hugging her was exactly the same as the feeling that "Safira" gave her.
Nirmala looked into the eyes of the man in front of her, as if she was looking at Liam's soft eyes, and asked affectionately, "Darling?"
It was clear that he had lost consciousness at this time, but this question continued to cling to the thorns in his heart.