Young Master's Bed Girl
Khayra Drama

After the incident was caught by his wife, now Fabian decided to always lock the front door of his house so that Khayra could not carelessly enter there as before.

While Misha had to give up on Fabian's anger, her body was continuously bombarded endlessly and with violent movements by the man.

Many times they did, until it felt like Misha's back was about to crumble due to Fabian's harsh treatment. However, the man seemed indifferent and continued to slam him from above.

They also change places, sometimes in rooms, toilets, balconies, kitchens, living rooms, even the edge of the stairs. The reason was that Fabian wanted to feel something different and Misha could only obey the will of her master.

The clock had shown at eleven o'clock in the evening, Fabian again reached his peak for the third time. Yes he is quite strong, playing from the afternoon he has only come out three times, in contrast to Misha who has been out many times.

The woman was lying limp on the dining table, yes their last struggle was done there and enough to make Misha's back hurt.

Fabian cleaned his body using a tissue, he also helped Misha wipe the scars of their battle earlier because the woman was very limp and difficult to move.

"I'm sorry! Because of me, you became like this" said Fabian regretfully.

"It's okay, sir, it's my duty to serve you. If I don't do it, I can't help you" Misha said.

Fabian smiled meaningfully, one hand moving rubbing Misha's forehead filled with sweat. Then, slowly he leaned over and peeked at the woman's forehead.

The cup!

Misha slightly jerked when she felt her skin coming into contact with a springy object, she was still very sensitive at the moment.

"You can rest now, I have to go out for a while because I have something to take care of!" said Fabian while wearing his pants.

"But where are you going? Didn't you take a shower?" ask Misha who is now sitting on the dining table.

"You don't have to ask too many questions! You stay here until I get back!" exciting Fabian.

Misha lowered her face, she felt at this moment Fabian was still emotional so the man was repeatedly harsh on her.

After wearing his clothes completely, Fabian finally left and did not forget to kiss Misha's lips and forehead.

The woman was now alone, she got down slowly from the table and picked up her clothes scattered on the floor.

He felt disappointed when he realized his clothes were torn by Fabian earlier.

"Well torn again, how many times have I tried to lose my favorite clothes? Huh yaudah just accept it, want protest also certainly will not be heard by Mr Fabian!" said resignedly.

Misha also stepped into the room without wearing anything, yes because there was nothing to wear from her clothes.

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"KHAYRAS! KHAYRA!!" Fabian shouted quite loudly as soon as he arrived at his house with his wife.

He just walked in looking for Khayra with emotion, some guards and servants there also looked frightened to see Fabian's face at this time.

"KHAYRA GET YOU OUT!" once again Fabian raised his voice to call his wife.

"KHAYRAA!!!" his patience was over, he was forced to force his way into his room because he could not stand it anymore.

Braakk...

He immediately looked up at the condition of his wife who only wore a towel to cover half of his body.

"Huh? Mas, why are you playing in?! I just finished taking a shower, I want to put some clothes on first. If you want to see my innocent body, you are here!" Khayra.

"Don't you crazy Khayra! I'm not here for that, meet me up front as soon as you're done wearing clothes!" firmly Fabian.

"Yes, it's up to you!" khayra smiled with a smile.

Shortly thereafter, Khayra appeared to her husband, who was sitting alone.

"Mas!" call Khayra gently. The woman deliberately only wore her thin dress to provoke Fabian's passion.

"Why are you wearing this shirt? Want my fishing line?" asked Fabian firmly.

Khayra smiled down, shifted her seat closer to her husband and purposely stuck her body while placing one hand on his thigh.

"What do you want here? Apologize to me because you betrayed me?" ask Khayra.

"Huh? Why am I apologizing to you? I'm not wrong, you should be the one apologizing to me!" firmly Fabian.

"Yes, I'm sorry! I promise I won't repeat my mistake again, and I'll satisfy you!" bujuk Khayra's.

Fabian grinned faintly looking at his wife's face, grabbed Khayra's one hand that was on his thigh and grasped it.

"I'm sorry, but that still doesn't change my decision to divorce you. So, you're going to court tomorrow!" fabian said, giving Khayra a brown envelope.

"I-this is what mas??" ask Khayra confused.

"Our divorce papers, you read them well so you can understand!" answer Fabian.

"Mas, are you seriously going to divorce me?" Khayra asked with a trembling body.

"Well, there's a letter. Yaudah, that is what I want to tell you. Excuse me!" said Fabian briefly.

"Mas wait!" Khayra blocked Fabian's arm and prevented her husband from leaving.

"What else?! My decision is unanimous, I don't want to have a wife like you!" fabulously Fabian put away his wife's hand.

"Mas, I beg you please think about this first! Don't make decisions in an emotional state, ma'am!" pinta Khayra's.

Fabian shook his head, shoving his wife's shoulder gently into a fall on the sofa.

"I won't change my mind! The relationship between you and me is over, so stop bothering me!" jolt Fabian.

"No, I don't want to divorce you!" Khayra shouted hysterically, but was not at all influenced by Fabian. The man turned around and just walked away.

Khayra got up to chase Fabian, but accidentally nudged the leg of a nearby table until he fell.

Bukkkkkp..

"Awh!!" Khayra grimaced holding her forehead which hit the end of the table quite hard, instantly blood dripped there as well. "Akh sick!" he deliberately amplified the sound to make Fabian come back.

"Huh? Madam!" a servant approached him and tried to help him. "Mrs gapapa?" ask him about Khayra.

"H freelance! I don't want your help, I want my husband!" sentak Khayra's.

"Sorry madam! But, young master is gone. There is no way young master can help madam" said the maid.

"Aaarrgghh shit! Really bummer!" aspir Khayra is upset.

Meanwhile, on the outside Fabian looked smiling as he looked inside his house.

"Hahaha, Khayra Khayra. Do you think I would be so sorry if you saw that you fell? It won't be Khayra!" muttered.

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