My Poor Secretary's
The Part 53
The tattooed woman was really infuriated by Alcie's behavior. When the medusa came, he was silent because he was waiting for his emotions to peak so that when it was released it could be completely direct and make him relieved. And now it's time he gave a reply to his comfort bully.
“You think in this cell there's only you, ha!” jolt the tattooed woman. His eyes glanced and held the neck circumference of the dress part belonging to Alcie who had not changed for three days.
“What?! How dare you be with me?!” Alcie kept trying not to show fear. He joined the mendelik and avenged holding the collar of his duel opponent's shirt.
“Who are you to make me not dare with you?” The tattooed woman smiled cynically. His right hand clenched firmly, gathering his energy and emotions.
“I? Danzel Pattinson's Wife!” answer Alcie. Jeez .. This demon woman is completely self-conscious and shameless. “You must know that successful entrepreneur, right?”
The woman laughed out loud without letting go of her grip. “You're better suited to mental hospital detention than here!” dewynony. “There may be a future wife of a rich businessman languishing here for days and no one guarantees you.” His hand patted Alcie's cheek to wake up from a dream that was too high.
Plaque!
Alcie who did not accept being insulted also slapped on the cheek of the tattooed woman. “He is busy! His name is also a rich businessman, where there is time to relax!” he looked for reasons not to be impressed that he was lying.
The tattooed woman's face did not move in the slightest even though it had been hit by an attack. But her cheeks are red. His eyes began to swerve and all the strength in his hand that had been gathered began to float in the air.
Bugh!
Alcie got a fist on the face that had been operated on plastic. His body even staggered to the point of falling onto the cement floor. “You are not my equal opponent, but since you are already brave with me, then don't blame me for sending you to the burrow!” he said it was so cold.
Bugh!
One kick hit the medusa woman's stomach. The tattooed woman's legs even felt very strong to pour out all her regret.
As if he did not have a dozen kasian, the tattooed woman was indeed a person who was used to living on the streets with his urgency and free life. He beat Alcie blindly.
“Ampun ... already, I admit defeat.” Alcie tried to beg for forgiveness so as not to be beaten again.
And the tattooed woman stopped her brutal actions. Even he's bodo if he's a prisoner in prison for a long time. His life was used to having no one to take care of him.
“Other times, control your venomous mouth if you don't want to meet the life-replicating angel immediately.” The tattooed woman walked leisurely towards the end of the room, she sat there again and thought of nothing more as usual until her temporary detention was over.
Alcie rubbed his nose that came out with blood. “Sial! Nosebleeds,” umpatnya. It's been battered, still not controlling his speech.
“Please .. please ...,” shouted Alcie called the police to help him remove the blood on his face.
The police who were about to take a food tray there were staring flat and not surprised if Alcie battered. He turned his eyes to the tattooed woman. “Did you beat him up?”
“Ya,” replied the tattooed woman casually.