Addicted to The Treacherous のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 81 - チャプター 90

Darren couldn't get over Maureen taking advantage of him when he was completely exhausted. He wanted to blame the motion sickness that took over his consciousness as soon as he reached the pillow. Maureen sat on the edge of the bed hugging the folds of her legs, facing Darren who chose to lean against the opposite wall. A few minutes passed in silence as the owner of tantalizingly long eyelashes that fluttered shut faced the fierce scrutiny of her idol. "Your period?" asks Darren, remembering how much his seed fills the space inside Maureen's hole. If he had to take responsibility, Darren would consider it. The vast gulf between them was not only a personal matter, but it might also break up the closeness of two families. He waited to answer and stuffed both hands in his pants pockets. His shoulders rose, overwhelmed with all the possibilities of the future. Though Maureen continued to be mesmerized by the open view of the beautifully displayed athletic figure. Faint silky hair car

"What do you think, Uncle?" Darren looked down again. Even if he raised his face, he tended to avoid the gaze of everyone in the room. "What I have to do now?" His principle of restraint had been defeated by the person closest to him. His fists in his lap unraveled, moving to grip his knees and speak up. "Look, I have someone else I love to introduce to Mom and Dad. I have also talked to Mother about Darren's future. And..., I can't take this mistake," he described. "Uncle never told Maureen!" protested the occupant of the seat next to Darren. The shrill voice hurts the ears. If had to choose, Maureen's breath is much more melodious when it comes to her. Darren felt even more guilty for remembering it again. He know that all mistakes, but he can't imagine the future must live with Maureen. Never. Maureen threw a sofa cushion at Darren's face. Her face was already bright red as she stomped away from that men. The plan in the big map that Darren had designed since long ago had to be

"Coming too, Babe?" Aletta welcomed Maureen under the pergola that had been designed to provide shade for the party hosts. The outdoor space that was usually filled with sets of picnic chairs was replaced by various colorful waterproof beanbags and beach chairs. "I told you earlier to wait earlier." Maureen scanned the faces that passed by her. "Crowded too." Maureen nodded, following the beat of the music played by the female dj under another pergola. As the night wore on, it seemed like the party atmosphere was getting wilder. Alcoholic drinks circulated easily, picked up from the scent that was very familiar to the nose of the woman who had just turned two-three. The girls were getting bolder and bolder clinging to their men disgustingly. It was no mistake that Maureen and Serena waited for bedtime to pass by by reporting to the parents who still thought they were babies and needed to be watched closely. "Hi, Bitch!" greeted Aletta after seeing the presence of Serena who follow

"How is it, Sir?" Serena tried to reach the other contacts in her chat room in cell phone. Her feet kept stomping on the floor as she walked towards the terrace divider, searching amongst the crowds of the pool, then quiet again as Maureen's cell phone screen changed. "Oh my, Auntie Aya keeps calling again. What do you think, Sir?" Serena's thin, boisterous voice disrupted Darren's concentration on checking the suitability of the hotel facilities he had passed through with the typing of the report. Why does he has to connect with Maureen again?. Ririn--her nickname had never changed since Darren held the baby version of Maureen. Not hard to remember. Disappointed, yes. Maureen seemed to be taking an increasingly distant path from him, to hear his grandfather complain every time they met. Parties and parties, not to mention unfortunate expenses. Though for Darren himself, Maureen's consumptive level was still reasonable compared to his wife. They all had the same basic, attracting

"Are you crazy, Maureen?" Serena's yelling really disturbed Maureen's sleep. Even though the bright sunlight had already penetrated through the curtains, Maureen pulled the blanket up even more to cover her head, especially plugging her ears even though she knew it would have no effect. "Anyway, you have to tell me! I'm not calm and I'm crazy waiting for an explanation from you all night!" Serena continued to demand, tugging at Maureen's blanket until it came off entirely. "Do you know what time it is?" "You don't have to yell anything." Maureen opened her eyes lazily. Her hand reached for the cell phone on the wireless charger on the nightstand and found the screen showing ten past. "Ah..., I still want to sleep." She grabbed a pillow just to cover the face that still felt numb in some parts. Her head was so heavy to shift. However, her stomach was apparently beating the war drums, struggling and collecting taxes early in the day. "Starving?" Serena's laughter boomed in her room.