Forbidden Romance
eps 21s

Ireland let out a long sigh very nervously, he was not so sure of himself. He can't control himself, when Arina's name becomes a topic.

Ireland carefully used fingerprints on its thumb to open the security system on the VIP room's door.

Titttttttttt

Jegrekkk

Access approved, door open. Ireland immediately entered the VIP room which is currently far from the word Luxury and elegant.

Irland who had no sense, immediately approached Hiroshi who was struggling Arina with a position that was enough to make everyone amazed.

Buakkkkkk

Ireland hit Hiroshi's face still dominated by complacency, because just now, the Japanese man managed to emit a massive explosion inside Arina's body.

"Hahahahaaaaaa!" Hiroshi instead laughed cheerfully happily, seeing the reaction of Ireland.

Only two days later, Hiroshi's handsome face was cunning. Getting a very strong bogem from the right hand of Ireland, but the sharp-eyed squinty man just laughed out loud, to endure the pain.

"Sat! What did you do to Arina?!" Irland shouted, he immediately squatted near Hiroshi's body which was knocked down in a state without clothing a single strand.

The man was ready with his second bogem.

Buakkkkkk

Ireland punched Hiroshi in the face.

"Not already! Stop...!" however, a weak voice from Arina stops Irland's anger at Hiroshi.

Ireland immediately turned towards Arina's voice with a pained look.

Arina stood by the messy dining table, with her stump body covered with nothing. The old, new wounds on Arina's body can be seen by the Irish eye very clearly.

Melting, scratching, bite. The wounds all over Arina's body, making Ireland remember a little about the style of his love with Arina.

Ireland immediately stood with a staggering body, imagining how savage he was when making love. So that makes his partner, hurt so badly.

"Arena!" Ireland mumbled softly, he could not see Arina's current appearance.

Her pretty face was dyed in red, fresh blood pouring softly from the beautiful girl's right temple.

Small bruises, adorning the tip of Arina's left lip. Her smooth shoulders contained a deep enough human bite wound, flushed and inflamed. Blast with red or dark blue, can not be counted again by Ireland.

With a very heavy step, Ireland approached his lover.

"Sister! I...!" Arina must have wanted to say that she was dirty, but Ireland stopped her by putting her index finger over Arina's lips.

Their eyes were intertwined in darkness. The souls of those who wanted to hug each other, as if confined in two different spaces. They wanted to be together, but a strong great wall had blocked them.

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Ireland is aware of a thing that always makes him confused, usually he is aware when having a romance with Arina. But this time he really doesn't remember anything.

He could only hear the crisp laughter of a man, this time.

His eyes glared wide, but his back was blurred out of nowhere. Ireland knows, Ireland understands, he just got a satisfaction. Even the remains of that intoxicating intense vibration still enveloped his stocky body.

"Hahahaha!" the crisp laughter of a man he heard grew clearer, and the laughter turned into a mocking laughter of pleasure.

"How does it feel?!" the owner of the laughing voice that Ireland heard asked him. "It's amazing, isn't it?!" the sound is getting closer to the ears of Ireland.

Ireland, which was losing itself, gradually regained control of itself.

'What's wrong with me?' Ireland can't believe his vision right now.

Because of her, it was currently on top of Arina's body that was shaken violently, for some reason.

Ireland still remembers, he only approached Arina's body which was heavily injured. But why now, he is in a position and a terrible situation like this.

Ireland soon woke up, his innocent body without a single piece of cloth covering it, full of sweat. Trying her hardest to shift from above Arina's body.

The girl below him, was so messy, yet Arina could still smile at a glance. His body was still convulsing, his usual gentle breath, jolting rhythmically again.

'What did I just do?' Ireland asked inwardly.

"How's Arina? You're so satisfied, aren't you?" ask the voice of the other man who laughed earlier to Arina.

Ireland immediately turned to the man who asked Arina.

"Hiroshi?!" Irland was so shocked, Hiroshi's presence in front of him made him freeze.

The three of them were both in a room, with smiles full of satisfaction on each of their lips.

"You are amazing!" hiroshi suddenly praised Ireland. "I shouldn't have forced the ja-lang to say 'I'm better than you!'!" Hiroshi sat on the dining chair, with a meaningful gaze towards Ireland.

"I know now what the reason is, why you're so heavy about saying that!" Hiroshi turned his gaze to Arina who was still lying on the floor of the VIP room, while enjoying, the remnants of her peak achievement. Which cannot be counted with human hands and feet.