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Prison of Love: Me and My Boss

(ENGLISH) MATURE CONTENT (21+) Haruna Azhar is a thirty-year-old girl who has been locked up by an arrogant young President. When Haruna first met the President, Haruna had offended him. That was the beginning of the suffering that Haruna would face. The president who didn't accept it began to disturb Haruna's family. To protect her family, Haruna is willing to be a guarantee and stay at the President's house. Gradually, the President became interested and fell in love. Can Haruna fall in love with the President? When his heart was constantly hurt by the President. Is it possible that feelings of love can grow in her heart? **** This is my first time creating a novel in the English Language. Sorry for my spelling if it doesn't make my readers happy. Thank you. *art by Pinterest. I am only edit*

Sekar_Laveina_6611 · Urbano
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42 Chs

TRISTAN GAME

Kiara is already well dressed. She wore a pink dress with a red bandana.

Anggi ordered a taxi and went to Kamal's shop first. While waiting for lunch, Anggi helps Kamal at his shop. Kiara is playing in the shop yard.

"Kia, Honey." Christian passes in front of the tavern and sees Kiara. He got out of the car and greeted Kiara who was playing alone.

"Oh, Mister Handsome," said Kiara.

She runs over to Christian.

"Kia, what are you doing here alone?"

"Kia is waiting for grandma," Kiara replied.

"Grandma's inside, so why is Kia alone here?" asked Christian.

He didn't know that it was Haruna's adoptive father's shop. He thought Anggi was taking Kiara to lunch there.

"Grandma is helping Grandpa. So Kia plays while waiting for Grandma," he answered again.

Christian crouched down, "so, this is grandpa's shop?" Christian asks, holding Kiara's shoulder gently.

"Yes," Kiara answered shortly.

"Take me to meet Grandpa, let's go!" invite Christian. He carried Kiara like a father holding his child. They enter the shop.

From the other side, there is a mysterious man who observes and takes a picture as Cristian holds Kiara. A mysterious smile appeared on the mysterious man's lips.

***

"Haruna, are you ready?" Tristan impatiently asked Haruna to change clothes.

While in the pass room, Haruna was having trouble pulling the zipper of the dress she was wearing. She wanted to call Sinta, but she couldn't get out of the room like that. Moreover, Tristan was waiting in front of the room.

"Oh, how is it so hard," Haruna grumbled softly.

Her hands didn't go down. The zipper was also caught in the tank top she was wearing as a layer of clothing.

"Hey, what's taking so long?" Tristan barged in.

"Ahh! Tristan, who let you in? I told you to wait outside!" said Haruna, turning her back to the mirror.

She hid her back from Tristan's view. Today Haruna wears a thin transparent tank top so that it is not visible from the outside of her dress. However, the zipper accidentally caught on her tank top.

Tristan saw Haruna's back from the reflection in the mirror. He stepped forward and stood one step away from Haruna. With such a seductive smile, Tristan looked into Haruna's eyes.

"Do you want it from the front or from the back?" Tristan asked mysteriously without saying what he meant.

"What do you want? Go!" Haruna shouted in fear. How come? Tristan asked like that when Haruna's back was seen behind the transparent tank top. Of course Haruna was thinking all kinds of things.

"Want me to help pull the zipper from the front or the back?" Tristan made his question a little clearer.

Haruna understood Tristan's point now. However, there are two things that make Haruna a dilemma.

(If I answer from the front, it means he's hugging me. If I say from behind, this pervert sees my back.) Haruna thought. She was confused about what to answer.

"From where, front or back?"

"Just go back," replied Haruna.

She turned around. It's okay Haruna, there's still a layer. Not directly seen with him right. Haruna's mind confirmed her choice.

Tristan pulled the zipper of the dress, but because it was caught, Tristan had to use his two hands to separate the tanktop with the zipper.

Haruna's heart was pounding when she felt Tristan's hand touching her back. There was a strange tingle all over Haruna's body. For some reason, Haruna's face turned red.

After successfully pulling the zipper, Tristan landed a kiss on Haruna's neck.

Haruna tiptoed in surprise when Tristan kissed the nape of the neck. Her heart was racing faster. She felt Tristan's soft and wet lips, not just one kiss. Tristan started playing his tongue on the back of Haruna's neck.

"Tristan, let me go!" Haruna tried to release Tristan's embrace, but Haruna couldn't move Tristan's hand at all. Haruna tried to remove Tristan's hand from her waist.

Haruna could not contain the amusement and pleasure she felt. She couldn't be like this, but her legs were getting weaker. Tristan's tongue keeps playing on the nape of her neck nimbly

Tristan stopped playing with his tongue, but his hand was trying to get to the bottom of Haruna's dress. Haruna held Tristan's hand.

"Don't! I beg you, Tristan," said Haruna, panting for breath. After all, Haruna is a mature woman who has sexual desires of course. Tristan's play really set her on fire.

Tristan smiled mischievously. "Your mouth refuses, but your body says otherwise," Tristan whispered next to Haruna's ear.

His breath hit Haruna's ears. She was getting more and more overwhelmed with Tristan's temptation. Tristan turned Haruna over to face him. He immediately crushed Haruna's lips which were red and very seductive to Tristan's desire.

Haruna pushed Tristan, but Tristan grabbed Haruna's hands and trapped her behind her. Tristan sucked Haruna's upper and lower lips gently. The kiss was different than usual. The kiss was so soft, deep and soulful. Haruna slowly drifted away and replied to Tristan's tongue and lips playing. They sucked and crushed each other passionately. Tristan's tongue roamed every corner of Haruna's mouth.

One of Tristan's hands held Haruna's hands. While the other hand started to move down and back into Haruna's dress. Tristan smiled because he had managed to make Haruna like a hot worm. When Tristan's fingers played mischievously down there.

Haruna's defenses had collapsed. Haruna unconsciously sighed. That made Tristan even more mischievous. His fingers were getting wilder playing with the damp cave.

He looked at Haruna's reddened face with her eyes tightly closed. Tristan smiled and intended to make Haruna fly with him, but Tristan failed to do so because of a knock on the door.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

"Sir, the driver is ready downstairs." Sinta interrupts Tristan's activities.

Haruna opened her eyes and pushed Tristan away. This time Tristan didn't hold back and let Haruna go. After leaving Tristan, Haruna ran into the bathroom. She was very embarrassed because she had enjoyed Tristan's fondling.

"How stupid. Why am I even enjoying it? What an excellent female player, he is used to burning the passions of women. Stupidly my body is also burning because of it. Haruna, Haruna don't let you fall into his hands. You can't!"

Haruna slapped his cheek to make her realize. After washing her face, Haruna came out of the bathroom. Luckily Haruna was wearing waterproof cosmetics, otherwise it would be very inconvenient because she had to re-make her face.

"It's out. I thought I'd stay in the bathroom," Tristan teased.

Haruna cast a sharp glare. She was furious that Tristan had taken her chance in the narrowness. Haruna didn't know how to vent her frustration.

"Do you want to continue?" Tristan slowly walked over to Haruna.

"What next? You pervert!" Haruna cursed Tristan curtly.

"But you enjoyed it," Tristan replied.

Haruna couldn't refute Tristan's words. She left Tristan first because she was embarrassed. What Tristan said earlier, was true.

Tristan smiled amused seeing Haruna leave. He immediately followed Haruna to the parking lot. Arriving at the parking lot, Haruna immediately got into the car followed by Tristan five minutes later.

The driver immediately started the engine and drove away from Tristan's yard.

*To be continued*