Mr. Old Bully (Available On Goodnovel)

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As I reached the floor the voices sound more clear to my ears. It's a woman's moaning and a man's grunting sound which I mistook as painful screaming.

After standing before the half-closed door I peek inside the room only to turn my eyes into soccer due to shock and surprise.

My eyes disobeyed me as I was forcing them to look away but they didn't. My eyes looked at him grunting in pleasure and moaning while holding all naked woman's long ponytails in his clutch.

That woman is kneeling before him, her back is facing me while he is sitting on the leather couch looking at the woman with pure lust and pleasure. He is also all naked and pulling and pushing the woman's head up and down while riding in her mouth.

My system felt sick watching him. My heart broke because he didn't change. He is still the same as he was. I hate him. I hate him. However, my panty wetted because that's natural. After all, I can't control my hormones.

He pushed the woman down on the ground to hover over her body and slammed inside her making her moan instantly in pleasure. He slapped her boobs to which she moaned. My eyes fall on her hands which were resting above her head and tied in handcuffs. My eyes study the room. I gasped in surprise and that was it. Their head snapped in my direction. The woman moved away from him looking at me with surprise.

He looked at my face with shock and eventually it changed into a mocking one. He passed me a smirk and didn't leave the woman behind as he pulled back the woman under him to slam back into her. His eyes moved away from mine to fall on the woman who was now shamelessly moaning under him.

I felt sick and suffocated. My legs were weak and I realised it when I stumbled in my steps but I ran from the place. My vision was blurry due to that I couldn't see the staircase and slipped. My body falls to the next floor ground after getting continuous hits from every stair.

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