Ghea died after being hit by a truck. Born into a novel that was read When she was a student. She becomes Magdalena Fahrani, a woman her father sold to the mafia to pay off debts. The problem is that the mobster who will soon become Magdalena's husband is George, the man who becomes the main villain in the novel. George is portrayed as cruel and inhuman. However, the man has another side. All he had on his mind were vulgar things. Will Ghea be able to face the handsome bastard who at the end of the story will kill him and marry the female lead?
My name is Ghea, 25 years old. Work as a temporary secretary in a small company. Despite the temporary status, with a small salary and a long and tiring daily routine, I worked a lot in that small company. I feel like I've become an all-rounder. Become a sales girl, cashier, accountant and many other things.
I like my job. My boss and co-workers rely on me a lot. Although there were days when I cursed them all for imposing so many responsibilities on me. I can't hate them. After all, they are the supporting cast in my life that goes like a fairy tale story.
Like a princess in a romantic story, I've also found an idol. Someone who will be the Prince of my life. The good news is that I'm getting married today. It was not a lavish wedding, but highly anticipated. After all marrying a loved one is the desire of almost everyone who is in love and has a partner who is considered a true partner or soul mate.
Dating for almost five years and then getting married was like winning the jackpot. It's true, my dear, that when you get married, you don't last long. Urged, Guys! I didn't choose the wrong pair. Dating a University senior is not worth it at all. As a orphans, getting the blessing and being well received by the parents of the future husband is certainly a great gift in life. Even though they didn't treat me well, they didn't treat me badly.
Our wedding was simple. After holding a fairly short wedding ceremony, it was time to do the first night. For years, we just kissed. Senior said a man should be able to take care of his woman. So, he said he wouldn't have sex with me as long as we were just dating.
Now, after waiting for so long, I can finally feel what people call heaven on Earth. I'm really looking forward to this day. After all, my friends say, the first night was sick, but it ended deliciously. As an adult woman, I want everything I've ever heard from my friends. How they warm up, do a lot of things before doing what is essentially and all the wild fantasies that I got from reading romantic books in the 21+ genre all this time.
As a woman, I want the first beautiful and unforgettable night of my life. Thus, I will always remember him for a lifetime. People get married, right, for good, not just until old age or years only. Being selfish for that one thing, I don't think it matters. I also don't mind if the gentle Senior turns wild and savage tonight. I'd be really excited if it happened.
We took off the clothes we were wearing for the wedding. We have already changed into each other's nightgowns. I wore a sheer, openwork and sexy nightgown that I deliberately bought because I wanted to experience a savage and brutal first night. While the Senior aka my husband, already wearing boxers and sleeveless shirts. We sat facing each other on the mattress.
"Are you ready, Ghea?"he asked worried that I would say I'm not ready and postpone tonight. Oh, of course, I'm not a selfish woman who would put off a long-dreamed pleasure just because she was afraid or because she wasn't ready or because she needed time. By the time I decided to accept his proposal, I had already prepared myself for tonight. I won't back down no matter what!
"Yes, Senior." I said in a soft voice.
Senior came forward, gave a short kiss on my lips then slowly his hand went into my nightgown and squeezed my breasts resentfully. My body starts to heat up. A little provoked, I began to feel good. It'll be even hotter, I thought. Senior took off my dress quite hastily, laid me on the mattress and superimposed me. "Take off your clothes," I whispered in his ear as he kissed me on the cheek. I accidentally blew his ear when I said that. My married friends used to say that men are very sensitive and quick to turn on when their ears are touched or blown.
I have no experience in intimate relationships. So, I need a teacher who has the temperature in that field to be pro and not shy, especially for our first night that will not happen twice in life. Unless I get married again. Hey, goddamn it! I'm not an unfaithful woman. I only want to get married once in a lifetime. Sounds naive, but to me senior is my soul mate.
There have been many trials and obstacles that we have gone through together over the years. So, the struggle to get to the stage of marriage is not easy at all. Our love has proven its strength. Thanks to that, I became convinced to accept his proposal and marry him.
Not long after squeezing my breasts, Senior took off his boxer shorts. My eyes narrowed, not believing what I saw. Is it a caterpillar, a pinworm or a man's cock? Why is it so small? I couldn't believe what I was getting. All these years of holding back for the sake of tonight, is that all I got? God, this is so unfair.
Oh, Ghea, calm down! People say don't judge something by its appearance. Maybe the size is small, but will grow as the appetite goes up. I've heard from my friends that male birds are unique. They have a unique skill to extend when on fire. It could be the size of an adult's arm. True, it could be so. Because if it's big from the beginning, it should be very prominent even with pants, right? I try to be positive about things.
Senior fended off my last defense, panties. After that, he began to spread my legs as wide as possible. It really made me a little nervous to swallow and feel a little thirsty. I can't ask for a glass of water in a situation like this. So, I just wet my lips with saliva right now. "
Let me in, honey," he said slowly. I nodded slowly.
"Yes, Sir."
He put his bird in mine. I linked my eyebrows, not in pain, but in pleasure. Senior started pushing hers back and forth, he looked breathless after ten seconds and I felt the hot liquid gushing and melting around mine. "Already?" Senior distanced himself from me, lying next to me with a satisfied face.
"Huh?" Senior took the blanket and put it on himself, "Thank you, dear," he said and went to bed.
WHAT? My nipples still haven't even woken up and he's done? Ten seconds? Years of waiting, this is the result? People said effort doesn't betray results, why do I feel betrayed? Oh, my god, this is so frustrating. I was very disappointed with the first night.
In fact, the next day I immediately got hypertension because seniors did the same thing. This time even faster. Just come in, squirt. Shit.
Not wanting to go through the same thing, I came home late. When senior said he'd pick me up at work, I wouldn't let him. I was so embarrassed that I couldn't tell anyone about our wonderful first night. Because my first night, honestly, it was a nightmare. If only time could turn around or I could marry someone more pro than Senior, dying would be fine.
Tit...... A long, sonorous horn sounds. The next second when I turned my head, a bright beam of light shone on me followed by a blow that made my body look like it had just been dropped from a thousand meters high. I felt it, the pain, but not the pleasure that made me realize I was dying.
Towards the end of my life, all I thought about was one, brutal and hot first night. Lord, in the next life, let me have a great husband. That's all I want.
"Magdalena Fahrani, are you willing to marry me?" I opened my eyes and saw the muzzle of a gun in front of my eyes.
Didn't I just get hit? What is this?
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