Her Punishment-1

Two minutes later, he opened the door of the house and hung the jacket on his shoulder, holding the bottle in his hand. It seemed that from morning till evening he had made the same thing his goal.

Before that, he saw her, Ayla bowed her head and started walking away, but how could she escape from his eyes?

‘Listen, it is being said that the husband has come home so you should serve her and you are going to room.” She closed her fists unwillingly and turned to look at his merciful questions.

“Come here and grab what you are standing on?’ He took off his jacket from his shoulder and asked her to grab him. He sat down on the sofa and ordered her by putting his shoes on the glass table in front of him. Frightened, she moved her trembling hands towards him and grabbed his jacket but he looked at her arm and saw what she had done. He was so angry that he forgot his addiction.

Thus the existence of her while watching him standing in front of her began to tremble. He pulled her arm and fre