Prisoner Bed The Mafia
EPISODE 5'S

After Daisy's departure, Ansella's phone rang, a call she thought was an invitation for her.

The contact number he was calling read "Madam", a middle-aged woman with a dark business about the trafficking of women.

"Yes Madam?" Sapa Ansella picked up her phone.

"There's a job, are you ready?" Madam's voice is light.

"Where should I go?" Ask Ansella.

"I'll send you the address, and the contact number, you can call that person. Don't do anything wrong, it's about my good name, the person you're going to serve is a very influential man." Madam's orders were firm.

"You know, I'm a man of professionalism."

The phone was closed by Madam.

"Mom, I have to get ready and go."

"But... If you go who's helping mom with this stuff." Samantha.

"I'm looking for mom's money!!" Shouted Ansella as she passed.

"All right, what can I do." Samantha said disappointed.

*Presidential* Hotel Sky Light*

A beautiful woman knocks on the door of the presidential room, a short-haired woman and shows her small neckline that she also wears sexy clothes.

His chest was so big and also had a slender body, with step legs and flaming red heels that were quite high.

Several times the woman pressed the bell and knocked on the door, but there was no answer and no one opened the door, then the woman is seen contacting someone via a cell phone that is in her glittering carry-on bag a little tacky. Not long after Traver came.

And that woman is Ansella.

"Sorry, maybe Mr. Ben is taking a bath." Traver said as he opened the door with access to his card.

"Yes, I hope no one recognizes me. Damn, is he rich? My client has a hotel where I work." Ansella Inner.

The woman then enters following Traver and still stands.

"Please wait here, don't sit on the couch and don't touch anything." Traver then left the presidential apartment.

Before long Ben came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist.

The body was burly and very strong and tight, especially the man was young and very tall, of course it made Ansella's heart jump and beat like a drum in the heal, he said, the woman instantly became excited.

"Are you asking for service?" Ansella asked with a seductive tone and a soft voice.

"Traver told you the deal?" Ben asked as he walked towards a table and shelf that had contained several bottles of alcohol and wine.

Ansella nodded. Before coming, Ansella did speak first by phone with Traver.

"What's it all about." Said Ben making sure, and took 1 bottle of whiskey.

"I can't touch your body, I won't have sex with you, and I won't reveal your secrets." The woman's law.

"Then..." Ben poured his whiskey into his glass and sipped it slowly.

"You only want the service o**l." The woman again.

"Then you must provide satisfactory service." Ben's orders in a flat voice.

"Of course, sir, only this time I am willing even if not paid."

"I'll keep paying you enough money." Said Ben putting his glass on the table.

Ben then sat down on the sofa, he pointed for Ansella to crouch down before him, then Ben's burly and large hand clutched the head of hair that to him was quite small with one palm.

With the other hand Ben opened the towel and dropped it.

Ben's thumb pressed the woman's mouth that was polished with a flaming red lipstick, then pointed the woman's head and mouth roughly at the part that would make her release the pleasure.

The woman opened her mouth. A few minutes passed, and a few hours later, Ben felt a muscle strain all over his body, feeling how something he had to blow up.

And at the last minute Ben finally reached his climax by growling while entering Ansella's mouth much deeper by clutching hard Ansella's hair.

Ansella's hair was ruffled, and then she wiped her mouth.

"Slow." Ben orders with a dark face.

Then Ansella swallowed it.

Ben again grabbed his towel that was on the floor and put it back on.

"Go, Traver's outside, sign the deal and you get your money."

"You can call me at any time sir if you need it again, I will prioritize you, because your good looks and everything in your body has hypnotized me."

Ben, no matter what she says, returns to the bathroom to clean up.

While Ansella also left the presidential room, with a little stroking her mouth that felt sore and sore.

"God what happens if I get in touch with him, I get curious..." Ansella Inner.

Outside the Apartment, Traver is waiting with some files in his hand, seeing Ansella has come out and Traver directs Ansella to follow him.

Inside Traver's apartment not far from Ben's, Ansella also sees how handsome Traver is, the man is just the master's private secretary he serves, but why his aura and good looks like a big boss.

Traver then sits down and opens the file while Ansella is still standing.

"Please sit down and read the whole thing." Traver.

Ansella sat down and signed her.

"I know, I won't tell anyone." Ansella said sure.

Traver sees the woman's naive and ambitious nature.

"Although so. I will tell you the outline, after signing it you are obliged to keep this secret from anyone, never to talk about how you serve Mr. Benjove. If you violate it, then you have violated the agreement and will get legal sanctions, and you are obliged to return 10 times the money you get." Traver.

"So his name is Mr Benjove?" Ask Ansella.

Traver nodded.

"Mr Benjove Haghwer."

"Of course, I'll always keep it a secret, then I'll also be happy if you contact me again, don't forget to save my contact number Mr. Traver." Said Ansella blinking her one eye.

"The money has been sent to your account." Traver said standing up.

"Thank you." Said Ansella extending a hand intending to shake hands.

Traver saw that and had a gloomy face.

Traver shook Ansella's hand.

"Do you not intend to use me? I will meet all your expectations. I'm sure you won't be disappointed in my service Mr. Traver." Ansella.

Secretly Ansella craves Benjove as well as Traver. They have a handsome face and an ideal body, even perfect for Ansella.

"No." Traver.

Ansella simply smiled with that cold rejection.

After Ansella's departure, Traver took her handkerchief and wiped it, then he threw the handkerchief into the trash.

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