When Om Duda Bastard Meet Muslim Girl
Old Opponent
On the other hand
One different place
Yesterevening
French
A man was seen just coming out of the bathroom, just using his bath towel the man moved towards the walk in closed.
The tattoo that filled his back as well as the huge scratch on his chest displayed a monstrous figure behind the handsome face.
The look of the cold eyes with the hair still wet displays a charismatic of its own behind the flat face nan beautiful.
It can be seen how the face does not display the slightest impression of being friendly with anyone around him.
Slowly the man took a line of clothes that had been prepared by someone and immediately used them one by one.
slowly the man began to move towards his right side, he grabbed a drink glass and a bottle of wine on the table.
The man moved towards the front porch of his room, standing for a moment to enjoy the breeze of the night while slowly pouring the drink in his hands.
A few seconds later the voice of the man's cell phone continued to ring deafening.
Tell him if someone tries to contact him.
He looked completely motionless, instead choosing to slowly close his eyeballs.
A woman stepped forward to approach the man, then the woman slowly handed over the phone that continued to make her voice to the man.
As soon as the phone was received, the woman went into the arms of the man in front of her and put her cheeks together.
"What's wrong?"
The male baritone's voice broke the silence of the night, he waited for the voice that was across there.
"Dominic is in France?"
He asked while raising the tip of his eyebrows.
"Then?"
It could be seen that the man was trying to listen while sipping slowly on his drink.
He did not care about the woman behind him, because for him women are not his life.
They're just entertainers who if he wants to stay he's dumped and he just let go.
"Stay investigating, I want to know how his life is right now"
Said the man while looking straight ahead.
Some time later the man turned off his cell phone.
One pleasure is seen from behind his lips.
"What's wrong?"
The woman behind him asked as she continued to hug the man's body.
"I think I'm gonna get a new game"
After saying so, the man moved to let the woman let go of his embrace.
"New toy?"
The woman asked while frowning.
Let the man move into their room.
"It's time to make the man know what it's like to lose someone he loves"
After saying so the man went straight into the room, letting his hands put the bottle of wine and the glass in his grasp.
Then the man stepped towards the nightstand on his left side.
The man took something out of there.
A gun!.
Slowly the man raised his gun, he pointed the gun right at the firing board of the target 🎯 in front of him.
Within seconds one bullet shot right towards his front.
Doorrrrr
Casshhhhhh
Right on target.
The woman beside the man thought this was clearly not okay, the man was like he was starting to move to get his prey.