"No, sir! Stop, don't do that, please," Kania screamed. She continued to scream as the man who was her Master now pulled her clothes off with a single jerk. It tore her dress, exposing her bra-covered body. She struggled to be released, but the Master seemed to take it for granted. "You are mine!"
"Uncle widower, let's get married!" said Amel in her flirtatious style while winking at Raffa. "What did you say, Short Legs!" Raffa grumbled anxiously, he came closer and poked Amel's forehead. *** "Let's marry Amel and Raffa! They look good together. After all, about a week ago, I heard Amel asked Raffa to marry you," said Wulan giving an idea, making Amel round her eyes in surprise while Raffa grinned.