Cerita Selingkuh Ml Novels & Stories

Tetes air mata basahu pipimu Disaat kita kan berpisah Terucapkan janji padamu kasihku Takkan kulupakan dirimu Songwriters: Ndank, Stinky Oops, I was dumbfounded by him, I was amazed besides being quite handsome, eh, he was good at playing the guitar and singing, apparently, beyond what I imagined. Suddenly, the relationship that was initially forced and just the status of having a boyfriend, so that it was not said that was single, turned out to be fun too and Masril was a pretty good person and had many friends.

Mata Marvin tertuju pada layar ponselnya, menerima panggilan video dari seseorang yang memperlihatkan seorang pria dan wanita tengah mengobrol dan sesekali tertawa bersama. "Rencana kita berhasil, Sayang," kata Marvin, lalu menunjukkan layar ponselnya kepada Stella. "Lihat, si sialan Damian itu bilang dia tidak punya hubungan apa-apa, kan? Dia bilang dia tidak selingkuh. Lalu apa ini? Dia memeluk wanita lain." Stella melihat Damian di layar, duduk di sebelah seorang wanita. "Aku tidak peduli."

Arlo and Soren are annoyingly bending over me from behind to read over my shoulder, and Cerelia leans against the edge of the table, arms crossed, golden hair braided back and eyes sharp. We’ve all read enough to be aggravated, but not enough to be satisfied. The damn thing is hundreds of pages long, crammed with notes in Isadora Redgrave’s spidery, slanted hand. “So far it’s mainly just logistics,” Cerelia mutters, flipping a page. “Smuggling routes, blackmail lists, names of judges she has in her pocket.” “And extremely detailed notes on their mistresses, kinks and drug habits,” I add, pushing my hair back from my face. “Is she running a crime syndicate or gossip column?”