She relaxed well on him and slowly rided him. She wrapped her arms around his broad shoulders while his hands grabbed her soft as* cheeks which was busily bouncing on his thighs, aloud.
“Mal…colm?” She called, amidst Mõ@ɲ.
“Yes,,, baby?” He asked, and grunted seeing she was riding even faster.
“I remember everything now” She said. Talking while she was making out made her wonder.
“What?” He grabbed her bouncing as* tighter.
“Our first encounter in Korea” She answered.
He blinked and remembered when they first met (to her) at the hospital after she woke up from the accident, saying she couldn’t remember anything.
“You do?” He asked.
“Hmm…Hmm” She nodded, and folded her lips.
“Uhhh” She Mõ@ɲed, unintentionally.
“When did you remember?” He asked.
“Last week at the hospital” She replied.
“Where does your memory ends?” He asked, staring deep into her eyes.
“Till when I escaped from the car explosion. That day with Cindy”
“Hope you don’t h@ťě her?”
She shook her head.
“No. I understand her. I would do same to protect you. But the thing is that, Why would I wanna ki|| you? How did you betray me?” She asked.
“Can you help me remember now everything?” He muttered, reaching to her ćƖĩťs which was just below him.
“Okay…Okay…” She rushed her words in a nod. feeling his hand strokes.
“Don’t just squ*rt. But remember for me, Ariana…Remember” He said.
“Yeeaah…Yeah…” Ariana closed her eyes, opened it and looked into his eyes deeply, while still on the make out.
His eyes was part of her. It was her muse. The first body part she ever drew of him back then.
The part that made her fall in love.
****
Rhoda slowly walked out from the bathroom. She was wearing a white bath gown and covered her hair with the white towel.
Her hand was gripping onto a glass which was filled with red wine.
“I wonder if he’s at the grand opening palace for his concert” Rhoda thought and laid on her bed.
She sipped her red wine, and opened the laptop before her.
After pressing few buttons, a s*x scene popped into her screen.
It was Malcolm and Ariana.
The camera got their angle well.
“What the- Rhoda paused and held the glass cup well. cause the shock nearly made it fall.
Her eyes became teary at once.
***
Ariana took her eyes down.
“I…I’m…gonna…” Her voice shook as very loud Mõ@ɲs took over, instead, her eyes flickering.
Malcolm groaned, and took his mouth to her red Ɲīpplës, sucking and munching it.
“Ohhh” Ariana Mõ@ɲed, held his head which was buried on her chest.
She slowly took her head up and smiled dangerously at the chandelier.
She slowly laid a middle finger, stylishly on her face.
***
Rhoda’s glass cup fell down her hand immediately and the red wine stained the bed.
“Did she just..do that to me? Oh…It revenge now?” She scoffed and threw away the laptop.
She took her phone and quickly called Gilberto.
“Hello?” She said, immediately the call went through.
“Hello..” His deep voice echoed.
***”
“f_ck!” Ariana suddenly exclaimed and fell on him, trembling, after the orga*m they had.
Malcolm fell on the bed, and held her close and kissed her hair.
“That was good…” He whispered, breathing heavily.
He went to her side and they wrapped their arms around each other.
“Did…you remember anything?” He asked, with his eyes shutting.
Ariana shook her head.
“I didn’t remember anything” She whispered, with her eyes widely opened.
“I…do remember now, Malcolm” She thought, deeply glaring at him as bit her lower lip, strongly. written by sommy pearl f.
****
“Gilberto? Ariana. She really took Malcolm’s heart” Rhoda sniffed.
Gilberto scoffed.
“When I asked you to end her life back then. What did you say, huh?”
“I regret it” Rhoda bit her lip.
“You were talking about some bet. You wanted to test Malcolm. You wanted to win the bet? Guess who won now? Can’t believe Ariana back slided this way despite how far we had gone, in the past. She f_cked up! She’s useless to me. ki|| her!” Gilberto roared.
****
Ken stopped his car by the road side. It was next to a brothel.
He actually wanted to smoke.
Ken took a pack of cigarette and then brought out a stick.
He placed it in between his lips and was about to light it up when he heard a familiar voice.
“Actually…Sir…I’m not a harlôt. I just work here as a janitor” It was Mimi.
She was outside the bar, throwing the trash away.
A man was beside her, touching her thighs.
“Sir…I said-
“As far as you work in this brothel, You do what the customer wants!” An older man man snapped, coming closer.
Mimi and Ken looked.
It was the owner of the brothel. Sir Nati.
“Sir. I-
“Let him touch you! If you can’t do as small as this, Then,,, resign!!” Sir Nati shouted.
“I’m sorry, sir” Mimi sniffed.
The man smiled, and squeezed her B-__-bs which made her sob.
He finally let go of her and Sir Nati requested money from him which he gave. Afterwards, the two men entered the brothel together.
Mimi sniffed, went in and changed into her casual clothes.
Ken just watched her. He felt sad and bad but he just didn’t want to help.
He was about to drive away when someone suddenly opened the door and went in.
“Jam-nang…Please” Mimi said, with a sigh, closed her eyes and rested her head on the rest.
“What’s wrong with her?” Ken thought.