Raka’s emotions flared. He tried to break Jefri’s grip on me forcefully. However, Jefri’s body was much larger, and he easily shoved Raka away with just one hand, sending him sprawling to the floor.I struggled hard to break free from Jefri’s bruising kiss, pounding on his chest. "Enough! Let’s talk, okay?" I gasped, breathless.Jefri smirked, his breath ragged, his eyes sharp as daggers. "Why is it so hard to control you unless I do it this way?" he said coldly."Forgive me..." I whispered, finally conceding.Jefri released me. He then lit a cigarette, sat on the edge of the conference table, and stared sharply at Raka, who was still sitting on the floor.I hurried over to Raka and helped him up. "Raka, forgive me. Just leave us be," I said, feeling a deep sense of guilt.Raka didn’t take his burning gaze off Jefri. "Does he always treat you this roughly?" he asked, his tone filled with concern.I glanced at Jefri. He seemed absorbed in his cigarette, watching us with a murderous exp
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