Obsession (Married Siri)
Can't run

          With a white kebaya that is so fitting, displaying the perfect curves of the body. Clear eyes, a small, tall nose, small, full lips. Jasmine. Fingers with beautiful henna paintings. So perfect ....

          A pair of eyes were endlessly staring at him. Look at every detail of beauty. The moment was so close, right in front of him, in his embrace.

Hispanic ... Wife ....

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"Sorry mrs, put his hand on Mr's chest, yeah! Closer still, a little more .. yes ... hold .... "

Ckrik kcrik ....

          The sound of camera blits becomes endless background music. Various poses have been undertaken and have also moved several locations. I don't know how many photos have been taken, but it's not enough. Ranti was tired of the clothes she was wearing. His taste is tight and difficult to move. Murat fatigue already seen on Ranti's pretty face .

"Sir Darren, I'm sorry .. It seems like there have been many photos taken, can not be stopped by the photo?" Ranti looked at Darren a little begging because she was already feeling tired. From morning he was ready and it was past noon." I also want to go to the restroom, "Ranti is still continuing, because the interlocutor has not responded.

With eyes still fixed on the beautiful figure in front of him, Darren simply replied with a mutter.

"Emm ..." Then she unwillingly let go of her hand which megait Ranti's slender waist. Looking towards the photographer, "That's enough, thank you."

"Well, Mr. Darren ... " He also began packing his equipment.

            Darren headed straight to the dressing room, where he thought Ranti was going. Steadily move his legs until he meets Nicko.

"You're still here?" Darren's.

"Emc ... " Nicko.

"Begging the waiter to prepare a meal in the dressing room," Without waiting for Nicko's reply, Darren continued his footsteps.

            He threw his body on the couch . His tiredness began to feel, but his happiness did not decrease at all. He removed his headgear and looked up at the ceiling. His heart still rippled at the thought of the reality before him. He was married to the woman he adored. His only love ....

            The sound of the door opening, Ranti went outside from the restroom in the dressing room. Darren immediately turned his head, looking for the figure he was thinking of. His eyes stopped on Ranti's clothes which had been replaced with jeans. Darren snorted in annoyance. Approaching Ranti who is now sitting in front of the mirror ready to clean her face.

"Have you changed your clothes without asking me for permission?" darren asked right in Ranti's ear. With a hot breath that was deliberately exhaled made Ranti slightly shudder.

"Sorry, wearing a skirt is uncomfortable. Too narrow to make it hard to walk."

              Their eyes met through the mirror. Ranti gulped her saliva, feeling very nervous with Darren's gaze at her. There was anger and something else, which seemed to light up. Ranti slowly kept her head away from Darren, there was fear in her heart .

Tokk tokkk ....

"Master, lunch ... "

"Bring in," Still kept staring at the woman from the mirror.

"Mr and Madam, congratulations on your marriage. May always be happy, quickly get a baby and lasting," said Imah wholeheartedly.

           With a happy smile I left the room. Darren immediately got closer to the food trolley and picked up a plate of cut watermelon fruit. She came back and sat a little bit of her ass on the dresser.

"Open your mouth," he ordered Ranti while pushing a small piece of watermelon with a fork.

         Nervously Ranti opened her mouth and ate it. 1 more piece in the thrust, Ranti ate it, then 1 more piece. Ranti was very nervous. The fruit in his swallow seemed to be stuck in the throat. How not The person who bribed him looked at him with a clearly visible lust.

        While chewing on the third piece Darren blocked his nape and kissed it very greedily. Suck and squeak until Ranti opens her mouth. His tongue crammed in and played there and grabbed the fruit in Ranti's mouth.

Darren chuckled with satisfaction.

"Waaaah .. This watermelon is really sweet."

         Ranti was of course frightened. He stood up and stepped back, trying to get away from Darren. Unfortunately Darren didn't let go. Darren stepped closer to him and grabbed his body.

"You just ate a little fruit, haven't eaten rice. Let's eat first" Darren leads Ranti on the sofa with a sly smile that makes Ranti want to leave.

"For ever, you must serve me .. but today, I will serve you. Consider it a wedding gift from me . "he said with a proud smile. Darren then pushed a spoonful of food into Ranti's mouth. Randy did not reject it.

"Well .. that's dong. Nurut, I'd rather."

"I have to find a reason to get away from him. But what?" Ranti tries to find a way to get away from her boss who is now her husband. He still accepted the bribe with a hardened heart while continuing to look for ideas.

"Sir, sorry .. I want to go home." Ranti ventured to look at the now terrifying man in her eyes.

"Why? We just got married. You should be here."

"Sorry, but Zain ... " Ranti pinched her lower lip, trying to find the right word for her meaning.

Darren sighed. Disappointed? sure is!

"Okay, but not now."

Relief approached Ranti's heart, but only for a moment. Because the smile that accompanies the end of the word is so...great!

"Now, serve me !"

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