Trapped by a Handsome Wolf
CHAPTERS. 64 Understanding (Marcello)
“Why are you like this?” Rara asked with great difficulty, for whatever sake this torments her body.
“Leo. I hate him, he always snatches away all the things that should be mine.” Marcel was now sitting in a small chair with his leisure, the slightest bit of the man had no conscience to let Rara stay that way.
“Can le..pass me first? We can talk carefully.” Rara was already tired of shaking her body, and as a result she was just swinging around. Talk okay? That's not what Marcello Anderson believes. In Rara's eyes at the moment, Marcel was more sinister than his father and the man seemed to want to devour him with just a glance.
“I brought you not to talk, but to enjoy you hahaha.”
Marcel laughed loudly without caring about Rara's increasingly pias face. “Calm down Rara, you can be free.” Rara's mind was encouraging herself. Rara really hates this dark room actually.
“I know you're a good man Marcel. Your heart only hurts, so stop pretending to be evil. It just hurt you deeper.” Marcel hardened his jaw, as hateful as Marcel was with a sweet-mouthed man.
“Only? do I look like a wounded man? Looks like you're so interested in my life, heh?” Whether what turmoil now arises in Marcel, this feeling is completely different from before. Not anger but sadness, he never cared about what others said before. However, Rara's words made her a little uncomfortable.
“You don't need to untie the bond. But please put me down, it feels like my entrails want out all.” Rara begged to be given a little mercy from the man.
“Have you ever served? I'll untie that bond if you can satisfy me.”
Glegs…
As quickly as Marcel changed his expression, making Rara gulp her bitter saliva. It is wrong for Rara to try to negotiate, where maybe the man was eaten by his sweet words. Come on, Rara's trying to rack her brain and think of various ways. Rara's energy felt exhausted because she moved a lot since then.
The next second, Marcel changed positions and now he walked casually closer to Rara. Back in action, Marcel's hand now stroked Rara's leg slowly to create a strange sensation.
Growing wild, the burly hand stopped right at the protruding object of Rara's back and squeezed it slowly. It's crazy!! that's a fitting name for Marcel right now, for whatever reason Rara doesn't like.
“Euhhh….Nay!! Please stop!.” Rara lirih.
“Uhhhh, I'd rather you plead under my confinement.” Smirking Marcel with his heavy voice while stroking Rara's slender waist. The man seemed to be cursing as he enjoyed his strange hobby.
Please no longer, Rara would be completely unwilling if the man's hand touched her body more than this. “You're disgusting once, I'd rather die.” Trouble Rara spoke and Marcel just laughed loudly at the persistence of the girl.
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Black clouds with lightning seemed to gather above Jordan's head. The man was no longer able to think normally as usual, to make Maxton ketar-ketir. “You can't be more agile?!” Just look since he spoke wearing veins. The two are now aboard a private jet belonging to Victon that was borrowed moments ago.
Tick.tik.tik.. Maxton again launched his finger on his favorite keyboard.
“There are in the waters. Why did they choose sea lanes?” Maxton was surprised by the fact that the sea lanes took more time than air. To be honest Jordan had guessed because they likely knew his current weakness was Rara.
“That's it!! Freight carrier.”
Maxton found a meeting point of his search. After waiting patiently enough, it was time for Jordan to get ready for a rescue mission. With his special gear, Jordan and Maxton prepare for freefall, let's just say in order to save energy.
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tbc.
