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The Pervert Desire 89
"I'll be right there!" said Serena as Maureen waited for the bag she had requested from the shop assistant to be prepared.Maureen nodded quickly and then opened the screen of the phone in her hand to update her social media accounts. She occasionally took photos and even did live broadcasts to promote the brands of the stores she visited.As the camera panned to someone in the background, Maureen immediately ended the live broadcast and observed the figure she recognized as the wife of Darren Pratama. At first Maureen smiled sarcastically at the elegant style that she thought was too haughty for a woman smaller than her."Hi, Aunty!" Maureen greeted first when Iqlima turned her head. Disguising her cynicism, Maureen smiled kindly as she realized she was in a public place.Iqlima smiled briefly without answering. Her haughty behavior was apparent as she passed Maureen and grabbed a silver chrome-plated gray handbag from the display case while calling out to another shop assistant."I
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"What's this about?" asked Maureen after braving the security guards using the excuse of still being related to Darren and not needing an appointment. Besides, she doubted the man was that busy at the end of the day.Even a meeting that is usually arranged based on priorities can still be punctuated by the fulfillment of desires like when the man locked her up, let alone just a momentary meeting. That's why Maureen gets so angry when Darren breaks his promise and seems happy with a family he doesn't have.She is shown Matthew's notification that sends a snippet of Darren's message along with all kinds of expletives written there without bothering to delete it. Darren must know that his decision to pursue Maureen is too late.Darren eased his back against the back of the bench, resting his forefinger on his chin as he laughed lightly. "I'm taking the challenge from your future fiancé.""Uncle!" To Maureen, Darren's decision was the craziest thing she had ever heard. "Do you realize who
The Pervert Desire 91
"Who is this, huh?"Maureen barely recognized the beautiful figure that greeted her. Unlike the photo Angga showed her, Resti's curly hair looked straight and smooth. Without her glasses, Angga's sister could have charmed any man."Angga?" asked Maureen. She regretted that she hadn't had time to groom herself or brush her hair. However, it seemed like Angga's sister didn't really care."Maybe he'll be home soon." Resti glanced at the analog watch on her left hand. The woman's stature did not suggest any resemblance to Angga who looked tall and large. Probably she as tall as Iqlima."Oh, I see." Maureen thought, when Angga's shift was over, she could immediately meet the man. It turned out that she had to swallow bitterness for a while. There were too many loose ends that needed to be clarified."Wanna wait inside?" asked Resti as she moved the door, making room to walk through.It's true, Maureen needs to take a break. After shopping and meeting Darren, she hadn't had a chance to 'bre
The Pervert Desire 92
"Are you sure you really want to fight?" Lying side by side, Maureen tilted her body to face Angga. She played with each strand that fell on the side of his face as she observed every detail that God had sculpted."What's not to like?" Angga took the fingers that moved along the lines of her face. "So that he doesn't keep telling people to follow you around."Maureen's smile, which was originally curved wide, suddenly faded. She said, "He's not the only one who tells people to follow--""Anyone else obsessed with you?" worried Angga. It wasn't just in this relationship that he faced people looking for trouble with his girlfriend, even with Isma in the past Angga couldn't calm down.The difference was that Isma's pursuers were debt collectors and lovers of her body. This was in stark contrast to Maureen's background, which turned out to be the inheritance of a holding company that controlled food distribution and hospitality in Southeast Asia."That's not it, Angga! Listen to me first!
The Pervert Desire 93
Being face-to-face in a ring like a confined iron cage reduces a fighter's chances of getting away let alone escaping. Maureen had been in it once, feeling the strain of facing a woman far more muscular than herself. This time, however, she could only be a spectator on the periphery of the stage, observing two men who exuded hostility to the surroundings.The shouts of the bettors amplified the deafening echo in the room. However, the referee's signal at the center of the ring signaled that the fight could begin.The two remaining men inside widened the gap after alternating punches missed. Darren's kick to Angga's head was met with a duck and a spin of Angga's leg that almost hooked Darren's lower leg.Darren's leap evaded the attack. In an instant, they created distance again, roaming the perimeter of the ring with their breath catching."Finally we meet again. Should I call you Uncle, too?" Angga teased first. The smile he carved was dismissive, exposing his rows of teeth. His fist
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"What do you mean by saying that?" Maureen approached Angga at the waiting room bench near the emergency room of the hospital closest to the old rink where the two men were competing.She still vividly remembered Angga's ambiguous sentence about Darren's victory due to Maureen's choice, and then her lover had chosen to remain mute throughout the ambulance ride to the hospital other than for the examination.Seeing Angga still shirtless in the cold night without any clothes or identification, Maureen offered a hug from the man's side. Just to keep warm, waiting for Ben to catch up and bring Angga's things."You still have feelings for him," Angga said without looking at Maureen. The man's line of sight was fixed straight on the glass wall that served as the hospital's wall and occasionally the path in front of it was traversed by emergency gurneys."Oh my, Angga ...." Maureen let out a long breath, a warm gust of air hitting the shoulder she was leaning on.Angga raised both hands, pal
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A large, night-colored SUV pulled up in front of a spacious ironwood house, dropping off a pair of people who seemed perfectly matched in both appearance and body language. The sturdy old building in front of them was surrounded by a heavy guard, reinforcing the notion that an important event was taking place inside."Do we have to come like this?" asked the woman, adjusting the skirt of her evening blue satin dress to cover her ankles. A headpiece of similar material was pinned with a simple silver hoop, adding to the expensive feel of the overall look.She regretted the impression of a family that had to look perfect at all events despite the fact that they were going through a long war of contention that had yet to be resolved. From legal settlements regarding the division of joint property during marriage, to custody matters and the accompanying financing.Iqlima could use the alibi of Darren's infidelity if he still insisted on taking their three children from her side. Not only
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"M.J. Abraham...," said the man who made Angga turn to the clapping hands nearby, "this is Angga's surprise, isn't it?"A couple of humans Angga knew greeted him in turn, then Resti joined their small circle. Maureen reflexively followed Angga even though she felt she had never seen the two people before, she was a bit surprised by the title the man had given them as if they had known each other before."Wow, Uncle Erlan and Aunt Iren came too!" Resti offered two glasses of drinks on trays carried by the waiters and was immediately greeted with a look of friendliness.Perhaps confused, or rather observant, Maureen had to take a quick look at each face near her in turn. There was no falseness that came to her from Angga's life, including the family that came. They were even newly reunited."No word on the candidate, here." The woman called Aunt Iren chimed in. Although the knee-length dress she wore was formal with long sleeves and no special accents, she had her own charisma behind th
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The Pervert Desire Angga - White Fox
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My first year here, the fall season that just started, was very busy. Maybe it's the culture shock effect too. Talking to native speakers made me slower to digest other people's conversations. Unfortunately, Zac Efron was in the same room as me, the substitute lecturer.While the man whose real name was Aaron Cohen was busy explaining averaging down as one of the tricks of massive stock purchases, I was imagining what might have happened on the night of our date. He said I was fierce enough to kick his manhood, and then... the fragments of memories of touching a man without remembering a face were troubling me."You sure nothing happened that night?" I asked after our introductory pleasantries when class was over.Aaron gave a long mumble, placing his index book on his chin suspiciously. He clarified, "I didn't do anything with you, but another guy did. He was pretty hot while wrestling with you."Wow! Am I that wild to let someone else see my bed activities? Just imagining it makes m
The Pervert Desire Angga - Date App
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"Uncle, here ...." Maureen's voice was still echoing in my head, even the scene from last night was briefly repeated in the short dream just now."Shit ...." I cursed the front of my pants, which turned out to be damp and sticky. It was only a fleeting dream on the way, but it was enough to make me take another shower.The distance between Boston and NYC should have taken less than three hours, but I needed time to clean up after half the trip. It could have been longer if I'd taken public transportation. Luckily I still had my cell phone to contact the driver, as well as the cell phone of the young man Maureen was dating.Stupidly, I even replayed the video that recorded the vulgar scene between us. When Maureen inserted mine into her very erotically, I woke up too."Is this really like being a widower?" I lamented my reflection in the mirror of the dressing table that was the facility of the motel room at the highway stop.Moving to the dressing table and resting the cell phone ther
The Pervert Desire Darren - Try to Forget
"When are you coming out, anyway?" asked the woman on top of me, who was still riding like a horse controller around the stables at high speed. Her hoarse voice sounded tired, but there was no sign that the rider was about to collapse.I just enjoyed the sensual view from the surface of the bed that I thought was too narrow for the two of us to occupy. While removing the hair from her damp face, while touching the softness of her sweat-soaked skin, I... felt deja vu.Eight years ago, when she did the same thing, when I was completely unaware of her existence. My first moment with her could not be replaced by any other woman."Uncle ...." She moans, lowering the speed of her hip shaking as she bends over. Ah, those warm lips teasing the dark circles on my chest. The slight bite there became very stinging in my head.I recognized her amazing stamina despite being under the influence of alcohol. Maureen repeatedly achieved release, felt from how hers clamped down on me, oozing warmth tha
The Pervert Desire Prelude - New Season
"Angga is a jerk!" The woman at the edge of the bar counter continued to sip the contents of the glass that had been emptied of ice. She connected to another glass that the barista thrust in front of her in between swearing harshly every time she looked at the extinguished phone screen. "Damn it!"Her name was Maureen Jovita Abraham, a college student who made the most of her empty nights by following the habits of her new friends in a foreign land. And the cell phone's low power added to her frustration with her boyfriend, who had not been forthcoming."Where are you going, motherfucker?!" Her palms pounded on the table, fuming at the loneliness. The drinking partner who had invited her had disappeared into the crowd of music lovers."Rin?" The call came from a voice she hadn't heard in a long time, who else could say her name with the distinctive accent of her home country."You are here?" Maureen tried to lift her head, which was getting heavier from the effects of the drink, to lo
