One Night With Your Wife
The Fabian Fantasy World

Fabian sucked his cigarette tightly to fill his lungs with nicotine-containing smoke. His head suddenly ached with his heart pounding with anger held in check. Nayara's shadow while kissing Zavian again flashed in his mind and his emotions re-spread.

“ Brengssek !” maki Fabian throws his cigarette butts into the trash.

As much as a cigarette will not make the emotions and anger in his head become relieved. There must be someone who is willing to be the outlet of his anger. A person willing to submit to his orders without protest. Someone he can control arbitrarily. 

Fabian then reached into his phone to call someone, “ I need a woman with long black hair, a sharp nose, beautiful eyes, white skin and of course her body is slim but contained in the right place.”

Fabian mentions Nayara's characteristics to a pimper who is in charge of channeling commercial sex workers under his guidance. This is what Fabian always does when he feels desperate to reach Nayara. He will be looking for another woman who can fulfill his fantasies towards Nayara. 

“ Tell the woman to wear a tight black dress,” orders Fabian again. ‘ Nayara beautiful once while wearing black dress,’ inner Fabian. 

“ Good, Sir. I will find women with appearance characteristics as you want,” said voice from across the phone. 

After Fabian's request was approved, he transferred the money to an account and drove the car to a hotel. His chest rumbled with frustration that never disappeared from his head.

Upon arrival at the hotel, Fabian ordered a bottle of alcohol to the officers and asked to be delivered to his room. Then the order came shortly after and Fabian immediately downed the liquid straight from the bottle. 

“ Long time ago, fuckin' !” as Fabian looked at the door of his room. It should have been the woman he ordered that had come first so that he would not have to wait like this. 

Fabian's head was increasingly rumbling with chaos that made the claustrophobic as well as sick. Nayara's words were back in her mind. She had tried desperately to grab the woman, but Nayara firmly said that she would not abandon Zavian for whatever reason. 

The pain was further aggravated by the murmur between his parents who were about to divorce when Papa Adrian was sick, Though both are no longer young couples who consider divorce as a way to break away in order to find a new replacement. Not to mention the company's internal problems that are getting worse by the day. 

Fabian's burden is very heavy. It was as if the goodness in this world was not wanting to side with him.

Fabian again drank alcohol from the bottle he was holding. There was a bitter and slightly stinging taste piercing his mouth cavity until he frowned for a moment. But then Fabian found a relief as the alcohol began to take over part of him.

“ Night, Mas.” a woman walks into her room and stands in the doorway with a reassuring smile.

The woman was wearing a tight black dress that formed the curves of her body. Exactly what Fabian asked for. Her hair was long black and slightly wavy. His nose is sharp and his skin is white, coupled with an ideal body shape. But baby, her eyes are not pretty. More precisely, not as pretty as Nayara's eyes. 

“ Ck !” Fabian clucked in annoyance. He realized that there was only one Nayara in the world and that no one could replace him.

No matter how hard Fabian fights, he will not win the fight with Zavian in capturing Nayara. Therefore, he chose another way and was indeed the only way to satisfy the ego and emotions that were within him. It's okay if he has to get into his fantasy world and live there with Nayara's shadow.

“ Come closer here,” Fabian said as he looked at the woman closely.” Right now I will call you by the name of Nayara.”

“ Then do your duty as my wife, Nay,” said Fabian . He downed a drink in his bottle before putting the thing on top of the cabinet.” Make me happy tonight.”

The woman reviewed the mischievous smile, then attached her body to Fabian. The lentic fingers adorned with red curls ran wild on Fabian's chest and unbuttoned his shirt one by one.

Fabian closed his eyes and imagined that right now Nayar was the woman who was enslaving him. He let out a long heavy breath as touch after touch the woman aroused his passion. 

“ Mas like what kind of position?” ask the woman when both of them are in an equally innocent state.

“ Nayara never asked like that, stupid !” snapped Fabian mad. He gripped the woman's hair tightly until he looked up at her.

“ Satisfy me without having to ask what I like ! Because I love all what Nayara does!”

“ Sorry,” great-grandson the woman was terrified. But Fabian who had been distracted was already upset. Especially when he realized that the woman before him at this time was not at all similar to Nayara despite having resembled the characteristics he mentioned earlier.

Fabian's anger regained control. The delusion broke in an instant and it was so annoying.

Roughly, Fabian directed the woman to the lower part of his body that had been shuffling hard with his delusion of Nayara.

The woman said she was paid to follow Fabian's orders, including pretending to play Nayara, and that there was a sense of warmth surrounding Fabian when his gun entered her mouth. Fabian closed his eyes again and tried to re-establish his delusion towards Nayara.

“ Nay, Ooohh!” Fabian muttered that name many times.

His delusion re-formed and he began to craze against the woman's body. Fabian fucked the woman violently and had no feelings at all. Especially at this time Fabian was also under the influence of alcohol which diverted his every consciousness. 

After all the passion and evidence of his passion had spilled, Fabian was finally able to breathe with some relief. Although there was still pain and anger gathering inside his chest, at least he got his release while shouting the name of his ex-wife .

“ Who is Nayara, Mas?” ask the weakly drooping foreign woman next to Fabian. He was too curious about the female figure whose name was always mentioned by Fabian in each of his sighs. 

“ She's my woman,” replied Fabian briefly. 

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