Passion Bed Sergeant Daychi
You still haven't woken up?

Without realizing it, 8 months have passed turning the time so quickly. During the turn of the month everyone was busy with their own business.

Natalia and Sam have been home since 7 months ago because Sam wants his wife safe in the process of giving birth. Everything seemed to change especially Ryoto's Male Dragon life.

Nothing changed from his handsome sculpture that always looks charming and sangar but, just the way he looked more sharply.

"Master!"

A tall woman with a very sexy core. His tanned hair rolled up displays a tiered neck that ignites a man's desires.

She is June, a high-class daughter of a distinguished family who was sent by Mr. Khang to accompany Daychi tonight in a hotel that became the woman's choice.

"Your name?"

Daychi sat on the sofa of her single with eyes not responding to anything. He just stared coldly at June who felt creepy let alone her clothes were very open.

"N..my name, June! you're Mr. Daychi, aren't you?"

"I don't like fake stuff!" hiss Daychi had no interest in making June flinch at her chest and buttocks. Why did this man know that he was adding parts of his body?!

"T .sir! you take it easy, even if it's not real, but I can satisfy you" he replied confidently pulling the devil's grin at the corner of Daychi's lips that cooled the atmosphere.

The bottle of alcohol was half gone in Daychi's bergangangan who was even interested in the drink. They were just in this room but June felt like leaving as soon as possible.

"T..Master!"

"Hm."

"If you want, I can do it now."

"Open your clothes!"

June sparkled to hear Daychi's words that did not look at her. The eagle's eyes were always directed towards the Balcony while continuing to gulp down his drink.

"alright. Master!" June undresses all of her clothes in front of Daychi, who does nothing. The man was still casually buttressed with haughty legs glancing at the gun that was on the table.

"Master!" shameless June ditching in front of Daychi. He did not know that she had become the woman to end in a tragic way.

"Hm. you're so impatient" Daychi sizzled a gun on the table making June's forehead wrinkle. Suddenly the fear grew gnawing on his cold limbs.

"T..mr!"

"Select it!"

Daychi throws a magazine in front of June who is glued still with her heart pounding faster. The night air from the Balcony there barges in cooling his innocent body.

"You got 5 minutes!"

"B.well!"

June directly picked up the majala by bending over making the two twin mountains of more size come out of the area. He took a very strange turn.

However, June's eyes widened to see photos of dead women's bodies drenched in blood on the bed with a plain body without a head even there are separated other parts.

"Yeah!!!"

June threw the magazine in any direction and stepped back against the wall with cold sweat coming out on her forehead. The eyes that were grim in fear of seeing all that were still resting in his mind.

"Fearful?"

"T..mr!" nervous June was so scared to look at Daychi who was displaying his sinister demonic sculpture.

"Which one did you choose?"

"J.no! I'm .I don't want to."

"But you came here yourself." Daychi replied still with a very flat tone of voice. He filled his gun with bullets and took out a small knife he used to skin the women he was delivering.

"T..The master! me .. I beg you, I..."

"Bring him!"

Juen was surprised when a black glint arrived from the Balcony until his eyes became more rounded seeing the 3 dark figures dressed in black had stood looking at him with murderous desire.

"K.you guys..."

"Turn him to the most beautiful place!"

The 3 members immediately darted closer to June who wanted to run but the door was closed. Both his hands were pulled and thrown onto the bed ill-fated and rough.

"Sergeants!"

"Hm."

Daychi stood up taking off his jacket. He grabbed the covers he used to wipe out this disgusting species every night.

"Hanging!'

"No!!! no!!!" June rebelled but one of the dark-clothed men pulled a rope out from under the bed and tied her neck tightly until June's pale face was hard to breathe.

"L.e..pass!!"

"Isn't there?" daychi muttered so dissatisfied that just like this, these disgusting women had lost their lives and courage.

"Sergeants! do you still need it?"

"No! wait another 3 hours, just take it to the mill!"

"Good!"

They nodded at Daychi's famous man who took off his cover and switched to grabbing the jacket.

"If he sends again. tell me!"

"good. Sergeant!"

Daychi stepped out the room door. He was still carrying his bottle and saw the clock curled around his wrist.

"It's late, sorry I'm a little late. Honey!" daychi murmured a small run into the elevator. He was impatient to meet the beautiful figure with his favorite distended stomach.

Inside Elevator. Daychi continued to look at the clock as if he did not want to overdo it for an instant. He gulped down his bottle and threw it in any direction.

"Sergeants!"

The elevator door opened revealing Fang who had been guarding here since then.

"You take care of the one above!"

"Good!"

Fang only shook his head to see Daychi running out of the Hotel area. Almost every woman Mr. Khang sends will end up on the same deathbed there.

"When are you going to stop." Fang muttered and then went into the elevator to pick up the Daychi Bottle. For months Daychi spent drinking and working to keep control of the Ryoto Clan.

Daychi said Mr. Khang kept urging him to choose women, but that doesn't mean Daychi will take them. It could be said that Daychi angered Mr. Khang when all the women he thrust kept taking lives and his picture would be sent to him.

Daychi. He had already driven the car out of the hotel area splitting this increasingly cold night. Not already entered winter again because it passed the autumn a few months ago.

Daychi saw a flower next to the steering chair that he always brought for Whuang

"A little while!" daychi saw the lunar calculations on his phone. It's been 8 months and Whuang is going to do a cesarean, he's already prepared everything for his only son.

"You see. I've prepared the most beautiful funeral for us, you'll love it." Daychi muttered the old Cell Phone Wallpaper where Whuang's photo was sleeping on the bench with her belly.

Not for long. The speeding Daychi instantly arrived at the large neighborhood of the Elite Hospital. The members were waiting in silence.

"Sergeants!"

Daychi just passed them. There is no outsider here because Daychi bought a building and neighborhood of this place for his wife.

"Is there a problem?" Daychi came out when the car had stopped at Loby holding the bouquet.

"No. Sarge! but, Doctor Andra wants to see you."

Daychi understood immediately entering the Hospital until everything seemed quiet and peaceful. This is better than so much bothering his wife.

"What does he want to talk about?" muttered Daychi walked into the elevator indifferent to its members who kept staring with strange eyes.

"Why is Sergeant so calm?"

"Didn't you see the tomb Sergeant's been preparing for months?" whispered the other members were horrified. They do not accept if the Serannya has lost their mind but no one can prevent it.

"You're right! without our Clan Sergeant not surviving, I'm a regular under his command."

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Daychi came out of the elevator and stepped wide into his wife's nursery. He seemed very happy to push the door of the room up ..

"Darling!"

A cheerful Daychi voice entered the spacious room carrying a bouquet of flowers that he placed on a table full of flowers. He looked different from the one on the outside so no one would be able to guess his heart now.

"You still haven't woken up? hm!" Daychi put his jacket beside Bangkar staring gently at the pale face that was getting so helpless. Whuang's body was as white as cotton on the tancapi various cables and hoses supporting his breath.

"Darling! I just met a new leech, but there's nothing like you." whispered Daychi stroked Whuang's head gently and then kissed the old woman's forehead.

Daychi's gaze rolled into Whuang's large belly which had grown steadily. The sound of the monitor screen fills the Daychi time vacuum.

"You're okay, right?" daychi's large hand stroking the distended stomach was subtly loving.

"After coming out, you must be strong and fight for yourself, do not believe in anyone but yourself."

Daychi kept giving advice to his son. He was confident that his son would be able to carry this responsibility.

"And look for a woman like Mommy!" daychi stared at Whuang with a twinkle of love. Out there everyone thinks he's crazy for wanting to catch up with his wife but according to Daychi, he wants Whuang the last woman of his life.

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