White Horse Prince

After the party with the others, Yona chose to sit down instead of having fun with the others. It wasn't long before a foreign man just sat beside him. "Are you alone? Can I accompany you?"

Yona didn't want to be with a man tonight, but it felt too arrogant to refuse. Well, just talking. "Please," he said again, reaching for the low-alcohol glass.

The man sat closer, feeling Yona's movement shifting his body so as not to get too close. He should have refused earlier, the contents of this place are only dirty-thinking men not far from the groin.

"Why are you moving away, baby? We'd be so warm if we got close to each other."

Yona started to feel uncomfortable, her face was flat looking at the man. The man raised his hands. "Okay, you're not in the mood for sex. Since women are at their peak, I'm sure they want a man to satisfy," she said loudly even with a scream.

Gosh... so men only think of women as slaves to their own passions. Making the contents of his brain just a desire that must be channeled. Not everything is wrong, only women can also choose with whom she wants to be satisfied. Like Yona.

Yona didn't want to respond to the man who started to ramble, she chose to go down and release her thoughts by moving her body, slowly under the sound of the music.

The man continued to watch how Yona moved slowly, yet stunningly. The beauty of Yona's body provoked something from the man to rebel.

Shit!

He cursed feeling the tightness under his pants. The man opened his wallet. "Let's see, baby. How wild are you in bed when your passion is at its peak." The man was getting hotter imagining Yona dancing hot in front of him to be satisfied. One small round of medicine was put in Yona's drink.

Yona didn't realize, she was still enjoying the music until her throat was dry for a while. Yona approached the table, the man leaned against the back of the sofa. Yona did not see the strangeness, she drank and then returned to the dance floor.

The sound of house music getting louder and burning blood. Yona is increasingly shrewd in moving her body witnessed by a pair of male eyes. The longer Yona's body heats up, the thirst she feels it gets worse. Yona returned to her desk for a moment to see the man made all her female senses yearn also harden.

Yona had to shake her head, she didn't want that at all. Dispelling the turmoil in her Yona went to the toilet. The man followed behind him.

Yona saw several couples making love in a dark alley usually, it would seem normal but why did it seem to provoke Yona to join.

Yona went into the toilet, and washed her face which was starting to turn red. The sound of sighs from inside one of the doors again disturbed Yona, her blood was getting hotter and hotter as well as the discomfort in her femininity that kept wanting to be released. Yona roughly pushed the door.

Two people who are cool in love. "You want to join?" asked the man seductively.

Yona was really overwhelmed, her feet wanted to go in. His hand gripped the door. 'It feels too cheap' he thought. Yona left the two of them to return to her desk, if she had to satisfy her passion, at least she had to go to a hotel room. She's not a cheap woman who fucks anywhere without a brain.

Yona continued to curse at the sensation of thirst for touch on her body at this time. Even for a moment, Yona squeezed one of her own chests.

Yona came out of the toilet.

Yona came out of the toilet door and was greeted by the man holding her hips. His touch was like an electric shock to Yona's body. But he still gained sanity by slightly pushing the man's jaw against his ear. "Back off!" he ordered in a deep breath.

"Baby, I know right now you're wanting to be satisfied. I feel the same way too. I can give you what you want, even over and over again until you can only scream my name," the man whispered.

Yona still refused, she didn't like the man. With her remaining sanity, Yona stepped out of the toilet hall.

The man still continued to follow by continuing to tease small touches on Yona's body.

Javier, who was walking while playing on his cell phone, was about to call one of his friends but didn't see a woman coming out of the toilet hall and bumping into him. Yona pulled Javier's shirt so his body wouldn't sway and fall. Yona's face was completely red, making Javier sure that the brown-haired woman was very drunk.

"Hi, miss. Take off my shirt," Javier still couldn't see her face clearly.

"That woman is with me!" said the man behind him and immediately grabbed Yona's shoulder.

Yona held her body even trying to release the man's grip on her shoulder. Yona's thinking is very crazy right now, flanked by two men making her body heat up even more.

[what's this?]

As if Yona will lose control of her body and become a real bitch.

Yona is still gathering sanity. The man whispered again to tease. "Baby. I know how you feel, I can soothe it."

"Go away!" Yona snapped while pushing the man's body.

"You're making me lose my temper." The man seemed to be revealing Yona's dress.

"Wow!" What dream does Javier have to witness a couple about to make love in front of the toilet door?

But seeing Yona who refused to even ask for help, Javier realized that the two were not a couple.

"He doesn't want you!" Javier pushed the man while Yona hid behind Javier's body.

"You guys?"

"Not."

"Yes."

Yona said no while the man admitted that the two were a couple.

Javier pointed behind his body where Yona was. "If a woman doesn't admit it, it means you're not her lover. You'd better go!" said Javier.

"Don't meddle in my business! You're looking for another prey!" firmly the man wanted to reach Yona.

Javier chuckled. "I'm not a bastard man forcing women."

Thump!

Javier punched the man in the stomach. "I've been wanting to beat people up earlier."

From a distance four people ran, pointing at Javier.

Shit!

Javier pulled Yona's hand to run out of the club that night. The four people approached the man. "Chase them!"

Javier was already at the elevator. "aah... dammit! The elevator is taking too long."

In a panic, Yona ruffled her hair. "You can't face them?"

"Four is too much." Javier pulled Yona's hand again. "Run!"

The two of them headed towards the emergency stairs, occasionally glancing back at the four of them.

"Wait, I'm wearing high heels!"

"Aah... troublesome woman. Let go quickly."

Yona immediately took off her shoes, then held by Javier, the two of them ran down the emergency stairs. Downstairs.

"Are...aren't they tired of chasing after?" Javier still pulled Yona with his right hand while his left hand carried the woman's shoes. Past the line of car parks.

Almost arrived at Yona's car. "Get in my car!" said Yona.

Javier saw Yona's car. "Just use my car!"

The siren sounded twice indicating it was Javier's car. Yona was silent, gosh...

Has he found the prince on the white horse?

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