Since You Married Me
Aaron's anger

Aaron breathed his breath rough. What he saw at this moment really made his emotions stir. A beautiful woman looked to be looking at him with a sweet smile even though a moment later the smile disappeared. Zaya, the wife she had been hiding from everyone, especially her business people, now bravely came to Aaron's office.

Zaya looks nothing like usual. Her face appears to wear makeup though thin. His usual hair is also tied high up to show his neck that level and smooth.

This woman, is she out of her mind?

Aaron wonders if Zaya is currently looking to get recognition from office employees if she is Aaron's wife? And from when did she start to look like a seductress. That makeup and performance really Aaron doesn't matter if Zaya uses it at home or when she's away with Aaron. But now, Zaya uses to come to Aaron's office for whatever purpose.

Is he currently looking to attract the attention of office people? How dare he!

Aaron was very angry. But then he realized that he was currently with two important clients who had just discussed a big project with him. Soon Aaron took control of his emotions and stepped back while continuing the conversation with his clients regardless of Zaya. Even Secretary Anna and Assistant Dean were following along ignoring Zaya for fear of seeing Aaron's expression.

Zaya was stunned not knowing what to do. He realizes that his arrival is not welcome and seems to anger Aaron.

"I think Mr. Aaron is busy right now. Excuse me first." Zaya said goodbye to the receptionist and was answered with a nod.

Zaya steps away to leave the building, but then her steps stop when she realizes Aaron is standing waiting for her with a stern look. Without Assistant Dean and Secretary Anna, there were also two people who had previously spoken to him.

Zaya. His body bristled at how frightening Aaron's current expression was. Zaya really felt she had made a mistake by coming to Aaron's office. He regretted, I don't know what would happen to him after this.

"Aaron ...," said Zaya.

Aaron did not answer. But suddenly he immediately pulled Zaya's arm violently and dragged her mercilessly, ignoring the slightest trace of Zaya who looked in pain because her gripped hand was too strong.

Aaron stepped quickly and wide so Zaya had to limp in to compensate.

"Aaron ... pain ...." Zaya said softly, but still ignored by Aaron.

Aaron continues to drag him to the building's courtyard and arrives where the car that drove Zaya was parked.

Adam quickly approached and bowed to Aaron.

"Get me the car keys!" pinta Aaron to Mr. Adam with a commanding tone.

"This, Sir." Mr. Adam handed over the keys to the car he used to drive to Aaron.

Aaron opened the car door violently.

"Lake in!" his orders were on Zaya in a high tone.

Zaya was a little jolted. This was the first time he had heard Aaron knocking at him.

"Aaron. I came here just to deliver lunch for you" said Zaya Lirih as she held the lunch box in her hand.

Aaron looked at Zaya sharply, then looked at the lunch box Zaya was thrusting at. He suddenly brushed aside the lunch box until it fell and the contents inside scattered.

Zaya gaped in disbelief. He looked at the poor food with a pushy look.

"I said get in!" aaron's back snapped in a higher tone.

Zaya is still flinching. His brain seemed to be out of work due to his shock at Aaron's anger.

"You really want to test my patience, Zaya," Aaron growled at Zaya. Zaya's body was pulled violently and Zaya's body was thrown into the car. Then slammed the car door until it made a loud enough sound.

Zaya grimaced with restraint. His back was painful because he hit the car seat too hard. Aaron really became a different figure at this time to make Zaya did not dare to let out his voice.

Aaron got in the car and took the wheel. The car was driven at high speed to make Zaya more frightened. Zaya clutched the end of the dress with both hands, trying to hold back her crying that felt like it was about to break right away.

"May ...."

"Shut up!!! Or you want us both dead right now." Aaron looks creepy.

Zaya shut her mouth. The swift removal of his tears which he could no longer endure. Free it seems to be currently begging Aaron, because now Aaron seems to be transformed into a monster who is very terrible. And after a very stressful time, the car that was driven by Aaron finally stopped right in the yard of their house.

Aaron gets out of the car and pulls back the rough Zaya. In front of his servants, Aaron again dragged Zaya mercilessly and ignored the groaning of compassion from Zaya.

Of course the servants were very surprised at the sight, not least Madam Asma. They wondered what mistake their young mistress had made to the point of making their master look so wrathful. Because as far as they know, despite their cold personality, but Aaron is not a person who easily indulges in anger.

And now they watched, the usually very obedient wife was dragged until one of the heels of her shoes broke and walked with a limp while crying in pain. What the hell is going on?

Meanwhile, Aaron who had brought Zaya into the room slammed the door of the room until he let out a thunderous sound.

Zaya closed her eyes in surprise. His face looked very frightened and occasionally sounded a sobbing from his mouth.

Aaron looked at Zaya. His hands gripped Zaya's shoulders and slammed Zaya's back against the wall until Zaya's lips again let out a groan.

"Say, what were you trying to do in my office? Do you want to show all my subordinates that you are my wife? Is it not enough now for you to be the mistress of this house alone? Then you want to be a mistress in my company too, huh? Is that so, Zaya? Answer!" Aaron shouted with emotion.

Zaya could only look down while shaking her head repeatedly. The tears were getting wet on her cheeks. He didn't expect Aaron to be so angry and think that way about him.

"What was your goal then, huh? Want to give me lunch? Would I starve if you didn't bring me food? You think I'm so stupid as to believe in your reasons?"

Zaya did not answer and just sobbed.

"Stop that innocent cocky cry of yours. Look at me if I'm talking. There's no need to act like you're afraid of me, Zaya. Don't you remember how brave and brash you were? You even dress up like you want to tease someone. Tell me who you want to tease, huh?" Aaron again asked frontally while lifting Zaya's chin forcefully to make Zaya look at him.

"No, Aaron ... I just want to deliver food for you. I'm not lying ...," Zaya replied in between her stuffing.

"Oh yeah? Then why are you dressed like this? Do you want to be said to be beautiful by my subordinates? Or are you very lonely and want to find someone to seduce? Tell Zaya, is it because I haven't touched you in a long time that you've been trying to seduce others?" Aaron's getting out of control. Zaya could only cry with increasingly more crying.

"You want me to touch you, Zaya? tell me, is this what you want?" Aaron squeezes Zaya's chest rough until Zaya is suffocated in pain.

"Sick, Aaron ...," Zaya said.

Aaron ignored. It seems like her anger at Zaya is making her brain unable to function as it should.

"Or do you want to be touched in this section?" ask again while continuing to touch the other sensitive parts of Zaya violently.

"Please, Aaron .. Don't be like this. You hurt me," said Zaya, wailing and tearful. But Aaron doesn't seem to care about anything Zaya says.

"ill? Did ya? Don't you like it? This is what you want, isn't it?"

Aaron continues to explore every inch of Zaya's body, to make Zaya cry more and more bitter.

Aaron's impulsive actions end up burning himself. With no feeling Aaron began to fondle Zaya hard and rough. Regardless of Zaya's agonizing moans, Aaron re-enters Zaya just as he did when he took Zaya's honor. But if he used to do it because he was under the influence of drugs, this time he did it consciously and full of anger.

No loving caress. There is no romantic scent from a couple who are mixing love. There were only sobs and moans coming out of Zaya's mouth.

Zaya's hurt. There is nothing more painful in this world than to accept the humiliation of the person you love the most.

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