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"Anyway, you have to go with me to move to Jakarta!" Robert snapped at the stubborn Nala.
"No Pa, I still want to stay here. This is the house left by Nala's parents," said Nala adamantly. Absolutely do not want to obey his stepfather who likes to go around on his own and is obscene.
"Why stay here? You'd better come with us to Jakarta. Your life is more secure. Rather than you being alone here." Jihan replied. The stepmother who she didn't expect at all had started to interfere in her life.
"Shut up! You are nothing to me! So you better shut up!" fierce Nala.
"Nala! Watch your talk! She's your mother, you supposed to be respect her," rebuke Robert. Nala is furious. In fact, during his life, his mother actually defended Robert more than Nala. Until, Nala did not get a penny of the property that should belong to her completely. It was the bastard Robert who controlled everything.
Robert looked fixedly at the girl who was growing up. Actually, he could just throw Nala away, because he already has everything. It's just, the girl's beauty is too dear to be left alone. By bringing her to Jakarta, the man could rape her at any time. It's a very narrow thought.
"Remember Nala, you are now pregnant. The longer your womb, the bigger it will be. What if everyone finds out that the child of a prominent person in this city is pregnant out of wedlock, especially if your biological child is from that rancid fugitive!"
Nala is silent. It's a late period. After checking, it turns out that there is life in his stomach. The bitter truth he had to accept.
Now Robert offers a solution that could save him from the scorn of many. However, Nala did not want to follow her stepfather and his new wife. Nala hesitates in a state of urgency, making her unable to choose.
Seeing Nala's reaction, Robert smiled narrowly, "How? Still want to stay here?"
Julian slammed his burly body to the side. Kimberly was seen lying on her back with her whole body shaking. For the umpteenth time Julian beat Kimberly until the woman was made to fly many times.
Julian leaned his broad, muscular back against the plush back of the bed. He rubbed under his nose as he touched his still hardened dick. There was little remorse for touching the wife of a marine officer. He had to accept the risk of having a gun stalking him and shooting him at any moment.
Julian slowly. Trying to find various kinds of complicated problems that make his life. Keep going despite the storm.
Kimberly's body squirmed as soon as she finished enjoying the remnants of the climax. He glanced at Julian coquettishly, then shifted his body closer. Dropped his head on Julian's sturdy shoulder. Is it right! Julian's body warmth made him very comfortable. However, it was the opposite for Julian.
"Julian, I haven't had sex until this morning. Just like you. You're very brave," he said spoiled. Her soft and smooth hands tried to grab Julian's concrete body. Unfortunately, he couldn't fully achieve it.
Julian smiled wryly. Similar words were also said by other women who took satisfaction from him. A man with strength like a horse. His burly body is commensurate with his strong and durable dick. What is a man's dream.
That's just for the hyper category. Kimberly is the most 'lie' woman among the others. Modern women who look elegant on the outside, in fact look so naughty in bed. Julian certainly didn't support him, moreover he managed to make Kimberly weak and helpless.
"I h! Julian how come his ass is still erect!" Serum Kimberly impressed with the dick that has been maximized. In fact, it seemed to nod. His face that was originally said to be weak now looks radiant.
"Why? You want more?" challenged Julian in his characteristic baritone voice. The woman glared at Julian while covering her crown which was swollen because of Julian.
"I'm sorry, Julian. It still hurts. It hurts."
'Didn't you ask? You bitch' growled Julian. A few moments ago, Kimberly performed optimally to be stabbed by Julian. Julian who grumbled with all his might. Julian didn't care. Kimberly screamed between madness and pain.
"It'll be a bit late, Julian. Anyway, we have to make love. I'll postpone the meeting at the foundation for your sake." Kimberly snuggled closer to Julian's shoulder.
Julian did not give any response. He still maintained his cold demeanor. He did it only because he was ashamed of the middle-aged woman. It's old but flirty half to death.
"Julian, where are you going?" Kimberly asked as she watched Julian get out of bed and pull out her husband's shorts that fit Julian. Without saying a word, the man inched open the window that connected to the balcony.
"Julian, what are you doing outside? It's cold at this hour," chirped Kimberly, who seemed reluctant if Julian left her even for a moment.
The woman snatched the nightgown from the wardrobe. Putting it on, he walked over to Julian who was standing tall while the two of them clung to the guardrail. seeing his solidly sculpted back, he immediately ambushed him from behind.
"Oh Julian, it's nice to have you. So outside like this, I can still feel warm," the woman whispered. Julian could feel Kimberly's entire front against his back. The most obvious was the beautiful, white, plump circle that Julian had to admit was still as tight as a teenager.
Suddenly, Julian is with Nala. A beautiful girl who loved him very much, but Julian was too cruel to snatch her away. Due to circumstances, Julian stayed away for a while. He's a coward who will run away. He borrows one day, will return with the responsibility to provide for Nala and be a good father figure to the seed in Nala's womb.
"Julian, may I ask you something?" Kimberly asked breaking the silence between them.
"What do you ask?"
"Your eyes are light brown. Your facial expression is also a little indo. Are you a descendant of an outsider? "
"Not at all, I'm a total hobo. My surname is Siregar," said Julian curtly, concisely and clearly. Exactly what Saint taught to make people stop asking different questions. Julian's origins are too complicated to explain. As much as possible, Julian always avoided questions about his bloodline.
"You're the owner of the foundation?" Julian called for Kimberly's attention.
"Obviously I'm the owner, who else?" Kimberly answered cheerfully. The haughty and pretentious installation clung to the woman.
"Good, then I have a request for you."
"What's that?"
"Make me a teacher there."