CHAPTER 74
“so, is that your boyfriend?” he walks in, smirking
“he should be your friend. Like minds, right?! Rapists!” Amoli scoffs
“ha, another silly tantrum of yours, huh?!” he smirks. “get dressed, we have guests”
“about that, why are they here? After these many years, why are they here? I have never seen them even step inside the home all these years”
“wear your dress right now, right in front of me” he orders and she follows. “Aah, I could touch myself even by seeing that big belly of yours” he slides his hand in his pants. “let me check the mic if your loverboy did something with it” he grabs his phone from his pocket and shakes it twice. “ouch” she lets a moan in pain “well, good enough. That guy didn’t tamper with my mic” he smirks, putting back his phone
“Are you not tired
