The beautiful girl with black hair hadn't forgotten about lunch earlier. It was lively, noisy, with many conversations that Beatrice didn't really understand. But she could see that they were all familiar with each other. Their faces also hinted at a close kinship. Just like Sam, who casually enjoyed his portion. Sitting at the end of the table, he ate heartily, not paying much attention to the conversations happening around the large dining table.Perhaps for Sam, as long as it didn't disturb his enjoyment of the meal that Ute served for him, it didn't matter. Sometimes, he would even join in with some remarks made by his subordinates. Beatrice thought that it might create an awkward impression. Unfortunately... that was just her own thoughts. Maybe what Ute said about it being a "home" for most of Sam's subordinates was true. They found their own comfort here.Beatrice pursed her lips slightly. She didn't expect to see such familiarity in this relatively large house, mostly painted
Eland crossing its legs. Smoke had been billowing from between its fingers since earlier. Its dark eyes refused to release the figure in front of it."You're still not talking?" it asked softly. But, beware, Eland's soft voice was akin to the most terrifying chant ever heard. The hair on one's neck would stand on end and certainly not want to hear Eland's voice in this state again."There's nothing I can say. Nothing," retorted the interlocutor. Although his voice trembled and was filled with fear, there was still a trace of courage in him."Before Sam finds out, An." Eland straightened his back slightly. He extinguished the cigarette that was still burning."But what I did wasn't to trap the Boss. Not at all!" Anne stood up. Her eyes stared unwaveringly at Eland, who remained relaxed in his position. "I just want Tony's shooter to be found! That's all, Eland.""I know," interjected Eland quickly. "But your approach was wrong."Anne turned away. Her lips began to tremble, trying to ho
"I miss you, Beatrice!" Hera exclaimed as soon as she saw her friend in the cafeteria. She sat down calmly, enjoying her favorite grilled meat. Beatrice almost choked from Hera's tight hug."Same here, I miss you too," Beatrice replied, returning the hug just as tightly. "But let me eat first. I'm hungry. I've missed the food in this restaurant so much."Hera chuckled. "Where have you been, Beatrice? I looked for you at your house, but you weren't there. Your neighbor said you ran away."Beatrice grinned. "Yeah, I ran away," she joked playfully. She took a big spoonful of her portion of noodle soup. However, her words contradicted the reality she was facing. It felt painful, but Beatrice couldn't express it so easily."Why?" Hera still couldn't believe it.Beatrice, whom she knew, rarely avoided problems. She was a girl who dared to speak up. However, Beatrice hadn't been to campus for over a month. Her phone suddenly became inactive too. Beatrice seemed to have disappeared into thin
The jaw of the sturdy man clenched tightly. It made a rather loud and terrifying sound accompanied by his piercing gaze. His hand tightly gripped a glass filled with thick red liquid.Perhaps due to the pressure he felt, the glass eventually shattered, producing a cracking sound that made everyone in the room flinch.However, no one dared to speak.Only one voice reached the man's ears, the only thing that could save that person was mercy. Unfortunately, the owner of the room was not someone who enjoyed playing with mercy. He was known to be ruthless and brutal towards his enemies or those he deemed incompetent, earning him a reputation similar to the angel of death.The glass shards seemed to have injured his palm, but he didn't care. The drops of blood that started to seep, moistening his work desk, were also disregarded. In his mind, there was only one name he wanted to destroy: Samuel."Damn it!" he exclaimed, slamming the table.The new
The gust of wind in the quiet public cemetery messed up her hair even more. But the girl didn't care. All she felt was a painful emptiness. Her tears had dried up, grieving the departure of half of her heart.Although they hadn't been in a relationship for long, Anne and Tony had known each other for a while. Growing up and spending most of their time at the Twin Dragons headquarters had made them close. Even though Sam often asked Tony to oversee the construction of one of the malls, Tony regularly visited the large white-painted house. Besides reporting on the progress, he also came to meet Anne, who rarely left the house."I'm too lazy to deal with the streets again," Anne joked, stating her reason. "My issues with the police never seem to end."" Sam will take care of it for you, An," he replied."Sometimes I wonder, what does Sam actually do? Always cleaning up his subordinates' mess.""That's why, An," Tony approached, tidying up Anne's messy hair. "Let's not cause trouble anymo
Bella couldn't understand the girl standing in front of her. There was no fear in the eyes that were now staring at her. Black, round, and seemingly innocent. Bella knew that behind those eyes was a figure she wanted to crush completely. Despite giving a clear warning to the girl, it seemed that she was either deaf or felt like she owned this room?Truly arrogant!"So, you're not leaving?" Bella sneered sarcastically. "This isn't your room, bitch.""I'm not a bitch, damn it!" Beatrice cursed loudly. She didn't care about the position the girl who barged into Sam's room held, even though she herself didn't want to stay in here either. But she was just about to fall asleep.Oh God! What time is it? Didn't the two people guarding outside have any thoughts? Why did they let this girl in?And what did she say earlier? Bitch? Doesn't that woman have a mirror? Who looks like a bitch now? Beatrice was wearing decent sleepwear. Everything was covered. She couldn't even sleep with as little clo
She was not satisfied with just verbal abuse. Her hands and feet still wanted to deliver blows. Not to mention her mouth, which still wanted to curse. Beatrice didn't care if her whole body was bruised, injured, scraped, or even reddened from the punches she received, which were no joke.For Beatrice, a woman's mouth like Bella's deserved to be beaten until satisfied.She arrogantly insulted people with excessive words. Who is Bella in Sam's grand house anyway? As far as Beatrice could remember, Bella was just a troublemaker. Someone who yelled and gave orders, and supposedly a woman who was always by Sam's side.But did Beatrice believe it?At first, yes, but the longer she stayed here, the image of Bella became just words. Sam was never with Bella. He was always with Hugo or other subordinates.If Sam were to get angry at Beatrice later, she wouldn't be afraid. She was innocent. She defended Ute and the peace in this house. Only a woman with an unsound mind would scream in the middl
Bella shivered in her sleep. Despite being covered with a thick blanket, the pain throughout her body prevented her from moving much. How could she have had a peaceful night's sleep? Every time she remembered how Beatrice had acted, she felt the urge to beat the woman once again. Her carefully planned scheme had fallen apart.Even her cunning attempts to gain sympathy from Sam were no longer effective. In the past, it was so easy for her to divert Sam's attention from other women. But now? Not only did he avoid looking at her, he rarely even glanced at other women.And who was to blame for all this?Beatrice!Yes! That girl was like a leech and filth that she desperately wanted to get rid of. Unfortunately, getting rid of Beatrice wasn't easy."Damn it!!!" Bella cursed, unable to accept it. "I won't stay silent, Beatrice. I won't! You bitch!!!" she yelled loudly.Nevertheless, she winced again because of the pain on the corner of her injured lip.Her bedroom door was suddenly opened,
Beatrice PoVWhen the alarm went off loudly, I jumped in surprise. Crazy! Who set the alarm tone? I felt like my heart would burst! But then I remembered that I had set the alarm so early on purpose. I smiled, replacing the frown on my lips. You can't be upset.This is a special day.I lifted the blanket slowly, making sure not to disturb the man who had accompanied my sleep for eight years. Duh ... why has the level of handsomeness never diminished at all, huh? In fact, I think he's even more handsome. I swear. His body is getting better, even if it's... a little bloated. A little bit, yeah. A little bit."Happy anniversary, my husband Samuel."That's all I said. The long sentence would come later. I had to hurry to the kitchen. I have a special breakfast to prepare, and Ganda and Gandi are supposed to pick up their report cards this morning. God, I'm going to need earplugs later. I don't want to listen to the twins' teacher's chatter. Not to ment
"Ah!" Beatrice sighed as the fingers slipped into her womanhood. Her eyes were closed as her hands squeezed tightly. Because after those fingers went in, Samuel made Beatrice even more confused. He used the tip of his tongue to provide stimulation that made his wife sigh again.For Samuel, Beatrice's sighs were similar to the rhythm he now enjoyed in his life.The finger kept stirring in there. So did the tip of his tongue. Again and again."Ah! Samuel." I don't know how many times Beatrice shook her head from side to side. The tastes that Samuel was giving her down there really overwhelmed her. In addition, she could feel the tongue's movements becoming wilder and wilder, caressing her clit. Several times she felt it being sucked, sometimes bitten. Samuel was really playing with her at will. But really, Beatrice didn't want him to stop for a moment.Where..."Samuel!" she cried when she was about to get her first release. But Samuel stopped his su
"As you wish.""Then don't blame me."What Beatrice never expected was for Samuel to lightly pull off the thin but comfortable but wet pants Beatrice was still wearing. She stared in disbelief as the cloth was thrown around by Samuel in a random place. "Samuel!"Samuel grinned with satisfaction. Where her husband then spread his thighs slightly. He leaned down to kiss Beatrice's wet lower lip. That was after slowly opening her lips to expose them even more.Beatrice received another sensual touching attack and this time it was much more than just sucking on her nipples. But..."Excuse me, room service!"Samuel growled in annoyance. Beatrice laughed."Patience, Samuel. Eat first. You're hungry too, aren't you?""Can't you eat first?" Samuel asked, sulking. He didn't pay attention to the bell ringing again."No, no. I don't have much energy if I eat now. You cheat so much that you make me lose all the time."Samuel
Beatrice's eyes began to fall on Samuel's shirt, which still clung to her husband's body. "Um... it's a good idea to take it off, Sam." The hand that still cupped Samuel's face moved again. This time Beatrice's determination was clear; to get back at Samuel for squeezing Beatrice's ass like that.What did he say? Squeezed? Is Beatrice's ass a doll?Beatrice's slow, almost constant, wet intervals and her eyes following the fingers down Samuel's face made it clear to her that her husband was enjoying what she was doing. Occasionally, right at the top of her husband's chest, Beatrice would deliberately stop. Twisting it with the tip of her index finger was what she did next. The buttons of the shirt were still fully undone and Beatrice began to undo them.Samuel simply gave in. He had no intention of asking her to stop. Even when she removed her shirt completely. Leaving behind an undershirt that was already wet."I've always liked the shape of your body."
Beatrice grinned. "I was thinking of a renovated house."That's right. The house they wanted to live in was no longer at the base, although Beatrice liked it. Alfred had indeed been a test for both of them. The old man had insisted that Beatrice live in the house he had left her. The four-story house was located in the hilly area leading to Alfred's mansion. It was not the Quassano family retreat; it was in another neighborhood.Alfred had given her the house as a wedding present, and it had to be occupied. Otherwise, the old man would also be living at the Twin Dragons' headquarters. How inconvenient was that?Samuel frowned at his wife's question. Why was his wife so far off the mark? What did her destination glamping resort New Island Resort offers luxury glamping that is famous in the northern section have to do with the house? "What does that mean?""Our main room is on the second floor, right?"Samuel nodded, for that was the truth."T
Anne understood this desire. Immediately, without much noise, she gave in; the tempo of her mouth whisking quickened. Occasionally he took it out and massaged it gently. Then she brought it back in to suck and suckle."That's enough, honey," Eland said, pulling his wife's face slightly. "I don't want to come in your mouth." He rubbed the corner of Anne's wet lips. Slowly, he asked Anne to lie back down. Making sure she was comfortable, he opened Anne's thighs again and quickly inserted his increasingly tense and reddened manhood. Again he quickly pumped Anne. Pushing Anne who somehow felt her womanhood getting tighter and tighter on his.He even hissed in pleasure at the feeling that ran through his entire body. Just like Anne, who sighed and moaned in pleasure."Ahhh ... ahh ... " Anne's head shook absentmindedly. She asked Eland to hold her. After feeling some of the weight of her husband's body, she wrapped her legs around Eland's waist. This gives her full a
"This is your reward for waiting, Anne." Eland rubbed Anne's clit again. In fact, Anne's heart stopped at the sudden buzzing that greeted her ears. Even though she had already felt him enter her, it still made her feel uncomfortable."Oh!" Anne gasped slightly as the vibrating foreign object entered her. There was a strange sensation as it moved inside her. It took some adjustment for her fingers to squeeze the spree she slept on. She had felt something like this several times in her fights with Eland. She didn't mind because Eland always asked. And made her comfortable with no intention of harm or domination.She put aside the thought that Eland had been domineering and rude during his intercourse with Anne."What do you think?" asked Eland as he watched Anne's physical response. "Don't close your thighs. Relax, my dear."Anne wanted to protest the word relax that Eland had just said. How could she relax when the vibrating thing in there was driving her
Eland became even more aroused. The more he accelerated the movement of his hands, stirring Anne's copulation hole. It didn't matter how many times Anne said his name, which he felt sounded more and more melodious. Until... he felt Anne's twitch. He also felt the slow pull of the woman reaching her first climax."Eland!"Not wanting to stop yet, Eland continued to stir inside her. Mixing with the sticky fluid that was increasingly wetting Anne's womanhood."Already," Anne whimpered as she held her fingers and gently pushed the man to let go."Not yet." He took the finger out anyway. He replaced it with the entire area of Anne's womanhood being licked and sucked without a trace. Anne closed her eyes in resignation. Her face was slightly sweaty. The sensation that ran through her entire body began to normalize, even though down there she was still receiving stimulation that she was sure would not stop until Eland was satisfied.Anne surrendered as El
"On purpose?" Eland asked with a thin grin. He also leaned down slightly to whisper right into the hollow of the woman's neck. Where the long hair was gathered on Anne's left side. Even without words, Eland knew that Anne wanted the right side of her smooth neck to be noticed."No." Anne smiled, biting the tip of her lower lip. She tightened her grip on the edge of the sink as she felt Eland's hands gently squeeze her breasts beneath the silky fabric she wore. What his body was doing made her feel even more, there was a certain friction behind it.It was as if Eland was deliberately teasing her. She could also feel that the man's cock was already protruding there. The repeated rubbing seemed to provide its own stimulation. The man's hand continued to move actively as he found his favorite toy. His tongue, which had yet to leave the recesses of Anne's neck, drove her even crazier."Eland," Anne sighed in anguish. She felt the tip of her nipple being pulled out fr