You Are Mine
23:45
It's almost midnight fisya still hasn't slept thinking about what hans said, now the mind of true fisya really chaotic sometimes implied hans face but on the other hand he tried hard to display the face of jorgi in the mind
His fissure body lay weakly on the mattress looking at the silver-colored ceiling of the room with a blanket covering half of his body
"The man is stupid!.he really makes me very confused!" Fisya threw a pillow over her face making this woman's view become pitch black
If one day I have to choose between hans or jorgi!, then I will choose....
His mind was in chaos as his heart said that the answer to all those questions was hans
But because the ego is quite hard fisya refuse to admit that slowly land he already likes this man maybe because too often together or so on
Mr hans?....
NAY! The answer is of course, jorgi! Who likes evil demons that always make my heart feel free!!
Click on!...
The sound of the door open
Looks like someone has opened that door, none other than the one who did it is hans
Lothawat! The devil is home!
Immediately fisya fix his sleeping position and cover the body with a blanket, acting as if it would have fallen asleep , whether what the purpose and purpose of fisya decided to pretend to sleep may be to avoid hans or there is a separate purpose
The sound of footsteps began to enter the room, the steps were heard more clearly as the time traveled, and immediately the step stopped and the cluttering sound began to trick the room.it can be guessed that hans was taking off his clothes, and then the clatter began to trick the room, either to change or...
Gawat..gawat..gawat!
Keep pretending to sleep fisya! Don't feel restless, let's calm down!
As his anxiety felt that hans began to crawl up and put his body next to his fisya, so close that every time the breath released by hans felt warm on the shoulder of his fisya.
A strange smell began to envelop the nose of the fisya is not just the smell of alcohol but the scent of perfume that sticks to the body hans look very foreign, obviously fisya tau this scent is the scent of perfume women who have fun with hans at the bar.
The heart of fissure feels very passionate, it feels like he hates every time he comes home with a different aroma
What's wrong with me!? Am I jealous!!
Nah! Foolish with this demon, I can't be jealous of that woman! Remember my relationship with her ha her ha-ba-bag-KONRAK!
Fisya murmured in his heart.
Hans hand that is coiled in his stomach and the breath of this man who is always felt by the shoulder of his fissure makes his fissure more and more intense,
Then suddenly the breath moved away and began to feel in the ear, a warm breath.
Hans whispered in his fissure ear
"I-I.tau, you haven't slept!" Hans's whisper pierced his fissure mind
Again hans guess is always right about this woman, the smell of alcohol from her body increasingly makes the fissure difficult to regulate the breath and also membing fisya must do what?
"That's it! No need to pretend to be asleep, you're waiting for me!" Said Hans getting rid of the hair that covered his fissure face
"You can never lie to me!.." hans began to open the blanket that covered his body and crawled resting both hands beside his head...
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