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Freya the fat girl doesnt believe in marriage, asked Yuji to impregnate her. the CEO bed enthusiast certainly willing to do it. this is a new experience for him sleeping with a fat girl.
Freya the fat girl doesnt believe in marriage, asked Yuji to impregnate her. the CEO bed enthusiast certainly willing to do it. this is a new experience for him sleeping with a fat girl.
A luxurious house with large pillars that show its splendor, the curtains of a longhouse add to the luxurious feel, and the crystal lights in the middle room confirm that the owner is a luxury man. The house belonged to the Yuji's family, the owner of one of the expeditions, and several resorts scattered.
Freya and Yuji are sitting in the garden behind Yuji's house. The park was decorated with flowers that were well cared for by Yuji's mother. On the right side, there was a small wooden building and a long unused iron swing. Yuji used to enjoy playing swing in the rain with Freya when they were kids. The swing wanted Nindi to get rid of it. It's just that Yuji forbade the mother to throw the swing away. Not only his memories with Freya but also because the swing was a gift from his father when he was a child.
At eleven o'clock in the evening, Freya and Yuji were not sleeping and were busy enjoying warm sweet tea and talking.
From childhood, the fat girl lived in the house of the Yuji family with her grandmother. Freya was forced to follow in her grandmother's footsteps. Freya had to help the grandmother care for Yuji's needs since he was a child. Yah, who worked for decades, was the late grandmother of Freya.
I'm tired of living alone," Freya said to Yuji.
"You're with me," Yuji said in a crybaby voice.
Freya turns her head, looking at Yuji, who shows a manly smile with a neat tooth arrangement like a kitten. "I'm tired of my activities with you. Every day, meet you."
"Marriage, then don't be alone. So you can live with someone." Yuji said, then looked at the garden while sipping his sweet tea.
"You know, I don't want to get married. What's the advantage of a marriage for a girl like me? No, and so I want a child, I want to be free." Freya stopped, asked, sipped the tea to the ground, and then put the glass down a little tricky. "Yeah, if I get married and take care of this, it's just like I do here."
Yuji was silent. He felt a little guilty about understanding. From childhood, Freya lived to look after and care for him. And he had also depended on Freya, now sitting with her eyes closed.
"Are you sleepy?" asked Yuji.
Freya shook her head. She opened her eyes again and looked at Yuji. "Nope. I'm thinking."
"Okay."
They were silent, and Yuji stared at the starless sky. The city is full of pollution. It's what makes him unable even to see a night star. Twenty-eight years of age, his hobby is still changing lovers just for the fun and any experience of sex. Yuji loves that activity, satisfying his desires and exhausting himself over work routines. Yeah, but it certainly sounds like an excuse. However, Yuji does not have a relationship with a girl who still keeps her virginity. All the girls he slept with were known to be not innocent anymore. And, of course, he always used a condom every time he had sex because he didn't want any women to suddenly hold him accountable for carrying his child.
"Ga, you want to get me pregnant?"
Yuji turned quickly, drawing her ear closer to Freya's face, trying to hear back what his best friend had to say. "What? What you said?"
"Make me pregnant, hmm, can you?" Freya repeated confidently for Yuji to look at him.
"I'm fine to make you preg-" Yuji stopped when Freya put her down. She had a forefinger to her lips.
Freya then stood up and asked Yuji to walk into his room to calm them down. They both walked into Yuji's room. There were quite a few guards in the house, and the guards were also watching the CCTV room. There were Yuji and Nindi's mother from Yuji who lived in the house. It's impossible to talk about this in an open space. Freya was afraid that anyone would hear because the walls in Yuji's house had ears.
They are currently in Yuji's room, a large room with minimalist designs dominated by white and gray. Freya sits on the bed next to him, and Yuji sheds his body on his lap of Freya.
Freya, Seriously? Wanna you have sex with me? For a child?" Yuji asked.
Freya nodded. "Yeah. I want it not to be boring."
Yuji sat down and laughed. "If you're bored, you should take a walk, eat or do something fun."
"You don't want to be with me, do you? 'Cause I'm fat."
Freya realizes she's not as beautiful as Aira, Vinny or Lauren, or any other girl who's been Yuji's lover. They're very pretty, unlike the fat girl's Freya. Her best friend's lover has a perfect body and face. Freya felt that she was unfit to be compared to the girls.
"No, seriously, that's not the problem. For me, the important thing is that my birds can nest well," Yuji said seriously.
And what Yuji said made Freya open her eyes wide enough to be quite surprised by what Yuji said. "Wh-what you said?"
Yuji glanced at the intimate parts of her body. "My bird," he said again, emphasizing.
What Yuji did made Freya look at what was seen by Saga? Freya looks at Yuji's intimate part, and now the girl makes Yuji chuckle, then pushes Freya' face with his hands.
"Don't look at it like that. I feel like you're intimidated." Yuji teased Freya.
Freya shook her head, trying not to think of anything. Including how she pays to put the birds' shapes in his mind. "So?"
Yuji looked at Freya, trying to find the seriousness of his friend's request just now. Because he knew very well that Freya had never had sex, and he didn't want to ruin his best friend even though she offered to say she wanted to have a child.
"You have to be sure first. Honestly, this new experience makes me have sex with a virgin girl."
"I seriously want to have a child. If you don't want me to go to Bali, find a white man for ONS."
"I want to! We're going to Bali, and I'll give you a nice honeymoon experience because you're my best friend. I'll treat you as the best I can." Yuji said. And he dropped his hand out, Freya immediately grabbed her best friend's hand, and Yuji took her hand to his chest. "Stay here with me for a while until I sleep."
Freya nodded even though Yuji didn't see. Today her job was getting bad news. There was a truck accident at one of the expedition branches in Bandung. That's what caused Yuji's bad feelings. Only Freya has been able to calm Yuji ever since. The girl hummed with Yuji until the man closed his eyes.
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Dayna had worshiped her husband, only to watch him strip her late mother's estate and lavish devotion on another woman. After three miserable years, he discarded her, and she lay broken-until Kristopher, the man she once betrayed, dragged her from the wreckage. He now sat in a wheelchair, eyes like tempered steel. She offered a pact: she would mend his legs if he helped crush her ex. He scoffed, yet signed on. As their ruthless alliance caught fire, he uncovered her other lives-healer, hacker, pianist-and her numb heart stirred. But her groveling ex crawled back. "Dayna, you were my wife! How could you marry someone else? Come back!"
After two years of marriage, Kristian dropped a bombshell. "She's back. Let's get divorced. Name your price." Freya didn't argue. She just smiled and made her demands. "I want your most expensive supercar." "Okay." "The villa on the outskirts." "Sure." "And half of the billions we made together." Kristian froze. "Come again?" He thought she was ordinary-but Freya was the genius behind their fortune. And now that she'd gone, he'd do anything to win her back.
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I received a pornographic video. "Do you like this?" The man speaking in the video is my husband, Mark, whom I haven't seen for several months. He is naked, his shirt and pants scattered on the ground, thrusting forcefully on a woman whose face I can't see, her plump and round breasts bouncing vigorously. I can clearly hear the slapping sounds in the video, mixed with lustful moans and grunts. "Yes, yes, fuck me hard, baby," the woman screams ecstatically in response. "You naughty girl!" Mark stands up and flips her over, slapping her buttocks as he speaks. "Stick your ass up!" The woman giggles, turns around, sways her buttocks, and kneels on the bed. I feel like someone has poured a bucket of ice water on my head. It's bad enough that my husband is having an affair, but what's worse is that the other woman is my own sister, Bella. ************************************************************************************************************************ "I want to get a divorce, Mark," I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first time-even though I knew he'd heard me clearly. He stared at me with a frown before answering coldly, "It's not up to you! I'm very busy, don't waste my time with such boring topics, or try to attract my attention!" The last thing I was going to do was argue or bicker with him. "I will have the lawyer send you the divorce agreement," was all I said, as calmly as I could muster. He didn't even say another word after that and just went through the door he'd been standing in front of, slamming it harshly behind him. My eyes lingered on the knob of the door a bit absentmindedly before I pulled the wedding ring off my finger and placed it on the table. I grabbed my suitcase, which I'd already had my things packed in and headed out of the house.
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