Chapter 2 Snatched in a Strange Place

"You are very lucky Miss! Of all the girls and women who want to be close to the young master, only you have the attention of Young Master Amar Mea Malawi," the maid smiled, stroking Mary Aram's hair.

"What luck? I don't know young master Amar Mea Malawi, and I never wanted to get close to him," Mary Aram snorted in annoyance.

"I'm the lucky one who got you," suddenly Amar Mea Malawi was in the doorway, looking authoritative despite wearing pajamas and a sleeping coat. The man stepped inside and placed the evening newspaper on the table.

Mary Aram gasped at the presence of the man who had hugged her that morning in the campus clinic. Her heart was pounding, she was anxious.

The man smiled and stepped closer, "Miss Patrice, leave us alone."

Mary Aram was getting more anxious and scared, raising the blanket covering her whole body, "No! No Miss, don't leave me."

"Miss Patrice, leave us!" The man's firmness gave Mary Aram goosebumps.

"Yes, young master!" The servant left the room.

In an instant silence reigned in the room, only the ticking of the wall clock could be heard. The man sat on the edge of the bed touching Mary Aram's feet.

Fear! So scared! That's what the girl was feeling at the moment.

In the height of anxiety, Mary Aram pulled her legs out of the man's grasp. Just being alone in a room with a strange man was terrifying.

The pounding of the heart became even more uncontrollable when the stranger climbed onto the bed. Although the man in front of her was very friendly, the signs of danger were clear.

"How are you feeling, is it comfortable?" While lying on his side, the man casually stroked the hair on Mary Aram's forehead.

The man's masculine scent was very close to Mary Aram, the girl avoided Amar Mea Malawi's caresses.

"Return me to the dormitory. This is not right, men and women without any ties are in a closed room," Mary Aram closed her eyes to hide her fear.

"It is the right thing, because I have registered our marriage at the marriage registry office," Amar Mea Malawi whispered very softly.

"How can you? Without my consent, you cannot register a marriage," Mary Aram opened her eyes and glared at Amar Mea Malawi.

Amar Mea Malawi smiled, her fingers continuing to explore Mary Aram's beautiful face, "Of course you can, I found copies of important papers in your luggage and I used them to register the marriage."

"How presumptuous! How dare you overstep my father's authority!" Mary Aram's face turned bright red, she was furious. "I already have a fiancé, you are tarnishing my father's face in front of his future in-laws, as well as the people of Mua Estuary."

"If your face is flushed crimson, with veins tightening in the neck. It looks very impressive to arouse the desire of the soul," Amar Mea Malawi's index finger traced Mary Aram's neck, ignoring the girl's protest.

"End your engagement! We are getting married!" Without another word, the man took out a white handkerchief and a small bottle of rose-scented aromatherapy from the pocket of his sleeping coat.

Amar Mea Malawi poured a drop of aromatherapy on a handkerchief and touched Mary Aram's nose. With all her might, Mary Aram tried to hold back her tears. If she could move freely, she would have kicked Amar Mea Malawi's body away.

"Please don't!" Mary Aram tried to move away, "This is not right!"

"It is! Because I have registered the marriage, and tomorrow is the legalization of the marriage in customary and state law," Amar Mea Malawi slowly undid one by one the ribbons binding Mary Aram's blouse, and the girl's woven cloth.

In an instant the girl's body appeared bare in perfect beauty. The breasts with pink nipples were so beautiful. The smooth skin glistened like pearls, and the soft hair adorning her pussy aroused desire.

"Don't touch me!" Mary Aram covered her naked body with a blanket. Panic struck, she was immobilized.

"Please! This is not right!" The girl began to cry as Amar Mea Malawi's index finger explored her body. The index finger stopped at the vaginal hole. It made Mary Aram flinch even more in fear.

"You are so beautiful, I want you! I won't let Adam Mizeaz or your fiancé have you," Amar Mea Malawi's whispers gave Mary Aram goosebumps.

"I beg you, send me back! This is not right," the index finger entered the vaginal hole, Mary Aram was overcome with shame and anger at feeling humiliated.

Especially when Amar Mea spread Mary Aram's legs apart, then bent down to kiss the fine vaginal hair. The girl's heart was furious!

The man smiled at Mary Aram's pink clitoris. Without hesitation he licks it, the virgin fragrance is amazing!

His tongue got bolder and bolder into her pussy hole and swirled gently there.

"Please don't! It's not right!" Mary Aram tried to break free, she grabbed Amar Mea Malawi's hair.

The more she gripped, the stronger Amar Mea Malawi sucked on Mary Aram's pussy hole. Making the girl squeal.

The squeal made Amar Mea Malawi even more excited. Playing with her tongue on the girl's pussy hole.

"Please stop!" Unconsciously, the wetness of her pussy made Mary Aram's legs spread wide, her heart beating fast.

"Do you like it?" Amar Mea Malawi's soft voice broke Mary Aram's scream.

The man took off his coat and pajamas, and in an instant his warm body was like a blanket over Mary Aram's body. His penis wriggled against Mary Aram's pussy.

"I love you so much, I can't just let you go. My world will belong to you completely, and your world will merge into my world completely," in a growl of arrogance Amar Mea's penis pushed into Mary Aram's vagina.

The girl gasped! The pain of the thrusting exceeded the pain of her injuries, spurring Mary Aram's screams of rage. 'Shame! Humiliated! Colonized! Desperate!' Blended together to form a torrent of anger.

The powerful urge stabbed, shooting through the hymen to touch the uterine wall. It made Mary Aram shriek and her breathing stopped for a moment.

"Father! Help me!"