Chapter 51

*Alina*

Upon seeing me, a man in his robe with a great complexion says excitedly: "Alina! ! Alina! Alina!", . He’s sitting generously on his favorite couch, so I walk up to him and sit on his lap. I put my arms around his neck and I start to pass my fingers on his neck to the back of his ears that he likes, then a moan escapes from his mouth, "perverted man," I thought.

He looks for my hands, takes them off his neck, touches them, and gives them little kisses as he says, "I missed you so much, Alina but I need you to do something important for me."

"That’s good to hear, because I’m getting tired of fucking you," he said. I almost smiled at hearing it, but I need to do an act. " Uhh," with regret written on my face I said in a flirtatious way.

"I think you’re getting tired of me, who’s your new girl, tell me, huh? Come on tell me!" Forgive me, but what I’m saying makes me want to vomit, really.

"Is she beautiful and younger than me?" He laug