Partner Bed The Cassanova
A trap?

The night started greeting Ziva just arrived at the boarding house, tonight he had to go back to work at the club.

His eyes scanned the entire room, everything was still the same as when he stayed last afternoon. Has Tara not come home yet? Where's that woman?

"Ah my body is so sticky I better take a shower first then get ready otherwise Ramon will definitely nag me again"

A few minutes passed and Ziva finally finished his bath. Because there was no other clothes, he returned to wear clothes that even Tara had categorized as butut clothes. Bodo.

Even if he wants, he just chose Tara's clothes. But he did not dare to be disrespectful.

His hand checked the phone that had been in the bag, but there was no news from the woman.

Ting..

The phone rang for a moment indicating a message was coming in.

"Ziv, please help me. Don't ask much questions, just go to Hotel Rain room 1111"

Ziva tries to contact Tara but the woman's phone becomes inactive.

"Jeez Tara lo why" didn't want to linger she grabbed Tara's car keys.

He hurried off to the destination that Tara had pointed out. The car went into the hotel.

Before going down he checked his phone again it turns out there was one message that entered "Just go in the door I don't lock" Did not waste time Ziva ran to the reception desk.

"Excuse me miss, room number 1111 is on what floor?"

"Room number 1111 is on the 21st floor, miss, please you've been waiting for" the woman smiled kindly.

Ignoring what the receptionist said, Ziva ran to the elevator and pressed the number 21 button. All he had in mind right now was Tara's condition.

Meanwhile, Tara, since then the woman was sneaking. He noticed Ziva's movements before disappearing behind the elevator doors.

Tara breathed her coarse "I'm sorry Ziv, sorry.."

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"But how quiet yes" Ziva tried to light the bell available there.

Yet silent. His hand turned the door knob, his foot stepped in to see the condition of the friend. But it was empty, in that room there was no one.

Brakk..

The door behind him closed. Ziva turned to the origin of the voice. Locked up.

"Is this a trap? No. There's no way Tara's like that"

He shouted with all his might and pounded on the iron door until its power drained away. But for nothing, the room was soundproofed.

Oh yes there was a phone he opened the bag but unfortunately the phone died because it ran out of battery.

His throat is completely dry. Ziva walked towards the nightstand he saw a glass of water there.

"This is plain water, right, bodo I am very thirsty" he gulped down the water to the toilet.

While a man in the next room immediately smiled cunningly "you fall into the trap baby"

Previously the man had installed a small camera so that he could see the movements of Ziva darisana. While Ziva he began to feel something strange on his body, it was the heat that he felt.

The longer he felt his body core twitch, he shrieked after feeling amused at the rest of his body.

"Gosh, why is this?" his consciousness began to diminish. The locked door sounded like it was opening from the outside.

With his gaze starting to blur, he could see a man of high stature walking towards him. Alert, Ziva took a step back but the man was getting closer.

Dukes.

Ziva hit the wall there was no other way for him to avoid this man. Hot and tingly feeling has spread everywhere.

The man raised his one hand to caress the smooth white skin of the girl who was in front of him. Ziva who really needs a touch is only able to moan.

"Hmmpp ahh.."

"Are you ready to play with me baby?"

Ziva was already in his subconscious nodding "Touch me" his door was weak.

"With pleasure baby"