Lady'S Gentleman
Fangles 5

"And here you are." Arman waved at her, telling Ayumi to come closer.

Ayumi approached lazily.

"It's GPS..." Arman held up a string of bracelets with sparkling diamonds in his hands. Very pretty, white. "You are only allowed to leave the apartment area for 100 meters. Through it, the sensor will light up and he will BUMM!!"

Ayumi gasped in surprise and took a step back.

"...exploded. Understood?" added Arman.

Ayumi sighed.

The diamond bracelet was made to fit Ayumi's wrist. Each link chain uses a password. "If the chain comes off, within 3 seconds, it will also explode. So if you're suddenly kidnapped and the chain is off. Yes at least within 3 seconds you're looking for shelter."

The sensor is green.

"Bracelets can be removed using sensors, servers in other buildings. To release it also with the authorization of several people..."

"So, if I get kidnapped and taken more than 100 meters away with the state of the bracelet firmly coiled in my hand, Bum too?"

"Well, that's fucking you..." Arman grinned.

"Whatever.." murmured Ayumi.

"Kidding.the sensor will just sound. We decide whether to blow it or not."

"And I said whatever..."

Arman clucked and raised Ayumi's chin, so that the woman looked into her eyes.

sayu and tired, seen in his chocolate bead.

"You don't have to pretend to be tormented. I will not be hooked. I've been observing you for a long time, when you were with Mr. Trevor. You're not always locked up, you do cheat my men because they often disguise themselves as other apartment dwellers out of there, but I won't be fooled." Said Arman.

Ayumi snorted cynically.

"Oh, so you are my Secret Admiral." he said challenging Arman.

"Hoo... It's out the fangs. I've known for a long time that you're not a sweet-behaved woman. You're also the kind that smiles to survive..." Arman jerks Ayumi's chin. "Sir Trevor was fooled. Poor thing, he's too innocent... Raised with his father's protection continues anyway..." Arman fiddles with a cell phone.

"Nih backup phones. Your phone I secure because there is a possibility can be tracked, so they immediately know you in the hotel at that time."

Ayumi accepts.

Even his backup phone looks more sophisticated than his own phone.

"You order food online and daily necessities from there. Don't waste it, it's my salary. And my salary is not as big as Mr. Trevor's, so plis use it as wisely as possible..."

Ayumi sighed.

"I also have savings in Nippon Bank, the card is left in the apartment..."

"You access, you die. They can track you from there..."

"The amount could be millions of yen."

"Makanya pray this mission succeeds so you can go home... Don't even pray the ugly..."

"Ck.." sounds Ayumi. "I don't have a choice."

"Rubber..."

Arman opened his closet and took off his clothes. He now uses a neat suit because he will pick up some guests from abroad.

"Is there an important event?" curious Ayumi asked.

"You can see from the tv what we're doing tomorrow."

Ayumi walks towards the large suitcase that Arman placed on the front floor of the dining table.

Shirt...

Models pretty.

Most nightgowns with one piece models and...

Chortled...

Ayumi raised one of them and raised her eyebrows.

I don't want Arman to look at me either.

To the point that the man was stunned.

"That's right." murmured Arman.

"Are there any more covered clothes, Mr Bodyguard?" ayumi asked as she looked at Arman with an insinuated look.

Ayumi held up the gstring, a bra with a light thin material, to the point that it seemed useless as a veil cover, many clothes with provocative models and many straps.

"It feels more polite that I just wrap a towel around.." Ayumi added.

Arman breathed a patiently holding breath.

Then tuck the senpis into the back of the vest.

"Just use what is. Later you order online more appropriate.." siss Arman.

Yes already...

Thought Ayumi.

So the woman opened her kimono towel which was stained with antiseptic and blood, and then started to choose some clothes.

Arman.

Approached him.

"How do you use an antiseptic? Why don't they dry their wounds?"

All over Ayumi's back was still reddish and not completely dry. With some bruises...

He didn't even wear underwear because it hurt too much.

"Too sick... It will also dry itself." Ayumi Sahut. But the towel kimono is damp.

Arman sighed and immediately grabbed the antiseptic and some bandages.

"Sit.." he ordered.

Ayumi sat in front of him, turning her back to the man. Then frowning endured the pain as Arman treated his wounds one after another.

"Today, don't hit the water. And why is it that only the wound on your thigh is wearing hansaplast? Should be the one on the arm and hip also dong..."

Ayumi did not answer.

Because there's a wedge wound, inside it's a chip... But he did not open his mouth about it.

"okay... Done. Now, I'm asking you to..."

There goes... Serving session. Thought Ayumi. He just wanted to escape from there.

"Clean the whole house, especially under the help. I have not used a maid because the operation is used for your living expenses. You can also shop for cooking... Same buy coffee, I like the type of arabica or civet coffee. Just shop online. You are also free to decorate the apartment because I rarely go home. What is important is that I have a place to sleep. Do not forget to clean the bathroom and laundry. Okay?"

Ayumi stunned.

Then raise his eyebrows.

"You don't think I want to work on you, do you? Frankly you want to be naked very openly I also have no lust. Your body is like a zombie full of wounds so, where I can bear even your behavior is like medusa..."

Medusan... Just this time Ayumi was clearly told.

But at the very least, for a few moments the woman can rest and recover herself.

"I'm gone a little long time. You just relax here." sissed Arman.

Good this guy too... Inner Ayumi. "Whose name are you?" ask the woman.

"I told you at first."

"Forgot."

Arman raised his eyebrows.

This time, a woman forgot her name.

The man was between feeling humiliated, but also notjudged.

"Yes already. Just find out for yourself." grunts Arman. He grabbed his heavy-looking backpack. Then came back to Ayumi and raised her chin "I went for about two-three days. You don't be naughty..."

And his face approached.

"I'm just kissing the person I like." Ayumi said, shaking Arman's hand and turning her face away.

Arman clucking.

"You can kiss with Trevor, even you've long lost your taste."

"It's for a specific purpose."

"This too, is to survive..." Arman wants to play. He is tired of Janet or Yani and others. This new toy is much more interesting... Because it's more dangerous.

Arman pulls Ayumi back in the chin.

And kissed.

Ayumi did not return her kiss and closed her lips.

"Open up..." Arman growled while holding the woman's cheek.

Ayumi stayed.

So Arman slipped his fingers into the woman's sensitive area.

Ayumi immediately suffocated. He opened his mouth.

And Arman kissed her back. It was ******* the woman's mouth until Ayumi was out of breath.

Then push Ayumi away rather roughly.

"Kissing must be fished anyway.." sissed Arman while snorting cynically. He grabbed his bag and walked out of the apartment.

Ayumi sat down while sobbing.

He rubbed his lips tightly. Remove Arman's flavor from there.