Marrying My Ex-Boyfriend

“Argh! Damn it! How could you break up with me, Rangga? You bastard!” Paramitha Indira Angela - a beautiful twenty-six-year-old woman had just been dumped by Rangga, her lover.

Gabriel Kusuma Damian frowned when he saw Indi after a long absence. “Indira? It's been a long time since we've seen each other,” Damian muttered, and approached the woman.

Apparently, Indi was already drunk. Even her eyes were dim and she couldn't see people clearly. She just smiled, then ....

Bruk!

Damian raised his eyebrows. “Hey, wake up. Indira?” Damian sighed as he looked at Indi, who was asleep on his lap.

**

“I never expected that. Apparently, you are this good.” The heavy voice that was pushing deeper into Indi's body growled with unmistakable pleasure.

Damian Kusuma - a handsome man, a young business executive who had just turned twenty-eight years old was working on the body of Indira Pramesti-a beautiful twenty-six-year-old woman he had long admired since he was in college.

Being a widower for a long time made him excited to fuck the body of the woman he admired. It didn't matter if Ind - as the woman was called - would berate him after sobering up.

“Arrgghh!” screeched Indi as the man pushed himself back down there. Sighs and moans could be clearly heard in the room.

In a stupor, not knowing who was fucking her, Indi just enjoyed the delicious touch. Damian, who had been crazy about her for a long time, pounded her mercilessly. Sweat was already pouring down the bedsheet on which they were having sex.

Damian, who had been longing to make love, enjoyed the sighs Indi let out.

“When is this over, huh?! I can't take it anymore,” Indi squealed in a heavy voice. “This body... eeumh...!” Indi couldn't resist the hot play Damian was making on him.

“Are you there yet, hum?” asked Damian in his soft voice.

Indi just nodded. Meanwhile, Damian pushed his body again until the sound of the spark of lovemaking was heard so clearly. Her body convulsed as the delicious sweat poured out down there.

“Tired!” complained Indi as she caught her breath. Then she lost consciousness because of the drunkenness that was still in her.

“So beautiful. Finally, we meet again, Indi. It's been a long time since we've seen each other, but finally we meet again and get this beautiful body of yours,” he said as he touched the innocent white skin.

“Don't be afraid, Indi. I will not run away from responsibility. I'll wait for you to wake up and tell you we just slept together. Splitting the night with the sounds of your screams and sighs.”

Damian rested beside Indi, who was already deep in sleep.

**

It was already nine in the morning. The hangover from last night was still very strong in his head.

“Argh! What's wrong with my body? What did I dream of last night?” she muttered as she lightly ruffled her hair. “Why!”

Indi realized. This was not her bedroom. He then quickly circulated his gaze around the room.

“Where is this?” she asked frantically. Then he realized he wasn't wearing anything. “Why am I not wearing clothes? My heirloom hurts too.” Indi really didn't realize what she had done last night.

“Morning!” Damian greeted her with his body wrapped only in a waist-length towel.

Indi furrowed her brow. “Da... mian?” she muttered as she rubbed her eyes. Then she rolled her eyes in surprise. “Damian... what are you doing here?” she yelled after him.

Damian shrugged his shoulders. “It's my room. Still don't remember what happened last night?” he asked as he stared intently into those eyes.

“Don't come any closer!” Indi exclaimed as she stared intently at the man's handsome face. “Why am I in your room? What happened last night? We ....” Indi couldn't continue with her words.

Damian nodded casually. “Last night you were drunk. You were babbling incoherently, and since there were no friends waiting for you, I brought you to my apartment,” he explained.

“Apartment? Here?” asked Indi as she grabbed her hair, then quickly grabbed her clothes and rushed to put them back on.

The man nodded. “That's right. Where else if not here? And thank you for everything. You're really amazing.”

“Shiitt!” screeched Indi, staring Damian in the face. “You're crazy, Damian! You're crazy! Fuck me without permission and now say thank you?! Damn you!” she screeched in annoyance. She hated him even more for raping her. Yes. She thought Damian had raped her because she didn't know and didn't accept his invitation to have sex with her.

“Take a shower first, Indi. I won't do anything else. One night is enough,” she said and smiled.

Indi glanced lazily at the man. “No need. Just shower at home. I've got business!” she said and took the clothes and put them on immediately.

“Where's my car? Don't tell me ....” Indi rolled her eyes.

“At the bar. I don't know which car is yours. By the way, how are you?”

“No need for pleasantries, you. We're just meeting here. I don't want to see you again and forget everything! If you see me on the street, don't say hello to me or anything!” he said with his eyes staring angrily at Damian's face.

Damian returned her smile. “See you soon, Indi. I assure you, we'll meet again, not long after you get home,” he said and grinned.

Arriving home. With stealthy steps, afraid of being caught by her papa because she had just come home. She immediately went into her room and took off all her clothes. She went into the bathroom to clean herself up.

However, her steps stopped when she saw the red marks on her chest. Enough to make her squeal violently.

“Damian, damn it! This guy's crazy! Arrgghh!” Indi grabbed her hair and stomped her feet into the bathroom. Turned on the shower faucet and washed her body.

“Why did I have to meet him? Sleeping with a crazy guy like Damian is the worst nightmare I've ever had,” she said softly. Truly, she regretted everything about having to serve a strange man like Damian. More precisely, she was raped because Indi knew nothing about sleeping with him.

“Don't let me see you again, you son of a bitch!” she screeched as she washed her body with soap to remove the remnants of Damian's touch.

“How could he leave so many traces here?” Indi continued to grumble in annoyance at Damian.