100 DAYS OF MARRIAGE

New driver

"DOR!"

Both of my eyes opened wide at the sound of gunshots that shocked me. I woke up, waking up from fainting. An infusion bottle hanging on a support pole was connected to a hose and a needle stuck to the back of my hand.

But that's not my main concern right now, but rather the body of a man clad in a complete black suit who has now been dazed on the floor of the room and blood flowing underneath. One of my bodyguards, he's dead.

I swallowed my hard-earned saliva, my heart seemed to stop beating, staring at the guts of the lifeless body that was lifted out of my room by some other bodyguard, this was more than crazy, he was executed in my bedroom.

My tears were rushing through my eyes, and my heart skipped an irregular beat, when I saw Leonel glancing cynically at me, don't forget his scary-looking smile. He was a demon that incarnated like a god in a world full of deceit.

He wiped his hands with a handkerchief given by the male servant after Leonel put his firearm on a fancy tray that other servants carried.

I was nervous, sitting inching on the bed, Leonel moved closer.

"Don't worry, honey, I've punished people who neglected to look after you, to the point of running, exhausted and sick like this." Leonel rubbed my cheeks slowly, my body stiffened, believe me, Leonel is a storm that appears after calm. And,,,,

'Plac,!'

"Ohh,,,,!" my cry feels pain and heat on my cheeks, right I said, Leonel is a post-sober storm.

I looked up, holding onto Leonel's hand which was pulling my hair back hard. He looked at me sharply with a murderous look.

"Don't repeat the same mistake, because you're the one responsible for the lives of those around you."

"Ohh,,,!" my body staggered after Leonel took off his hand which grabbed me roughly.

"Get him, I have to go now" Leonel ordered a servant girl carrying a tray of food, after which he stepped out of the room. Leaving the mess behind.

I could only cry, this was not what I expected, a life that made me even more miserable and miserable, after being separated from Emil.

Suddenly my stomach was nauseous, I felt very nauseous, seeing the blood that the waiter cleaned just the smell of rancid fill the room, and the waiter who brought food asked me to eat, he said, how can I eat in a place that smells of blood?

My stomach was so nauseous, I got out of bed with the help of a waiter carrying an infusion bottle, went into the bathroom and vomited out the contents of the stomach which was only a yellow liquid that felt very bitter. Be ill. I was physically and mentally ill.

Cold sweat soaked my forehead, my body felt very weak, and it trembled, my eyes darkened, then I could no longer remember what happened after that.

***

The days that followed, Leonel didn't come home, out of nowhere. I don't want to know and I don't want to know.

I lived my life as usual, getting up, taking a bath, dressed in noble attire, eating at a large, lavish dining table by myself, and busying myself with reading, shopping, watching, etc, crying in the room alone in silence, then sleeping, and waking up again, spinning like that. Again and again.

"Prepare the car, I want to shop." I ordered Robin after lunch, Robin, the new head of the guard after the head of my bodyguard was shot dead at that time.

Robin always looks after me with some of his subordinate's other bodyguards, well, I'm always in 24-hour guard, strict, with no negligence.

"Sorry, Madam. Your personal driver had an accident last night, and we haven't gotten a replacement driver" Robin replied shortly after bending over.

"I don't want to know, I want to go shopping now," I threw a handkerchief violently on the dinner table. Staring at the bowed Robin with sharp eyes.

I changed? Well, I'm no longer the Namira I used to be, am I being haughty, heartless, and, cruelly? Might as well. Only with this kind of attitude could I keep up with Leonel not to continue oppressing me.

Satisfy him and follow his game. I'm tired of always getting slaps, punches, jellies and kicks. I have to act like Leonel to compensate.

Leonel came as I was about to go upstairs. He gave me a thin smile that I hated so much, but I had to reply with a smile.

"My sexy wife," exclaimed Leonel hugging me, mere.mas my butt and sip my neck, in front of everyone, my eyes closed, closed, the scent of a woman's perfume emanating from her body could not lie to what the Colonel had just done.

"You satisfied, my husband?" tanyaku will definitely return to provoke a commotion.

The one thing about Leonel that he always said but couldn't believe, he loved me, couldn't live without me, and didn't want to lose me, in other words, Leonel would never let me go.

"I'm just playing a little bit, he has a solid circle that challenges me to taste, I can't control myself."

I pushed around the rough body of Leonel, I looked up straight.

"I want to go,"

"Where?"

"Shopping,"

"Well, have a good time," after which Leonel lightened my lips, stepped away from me, climbed the luxurious steps to the top floor where his room was, well, we had a different room.

'Shelf!'

My hands were pounding the table, my heart ached, not out of jealousy, but because of my wounded pride, crashing down to the bottom of the ground.

"What are you waiting for, Robin? Prepare the car." I snapped full of emotion. Then I sat back in my chair.

When Robin was about to leave, Mrs Brithney - the head of the mansion - came with someone, I didn't look at her, but I knew it was Mrs Brithney because I had memorized her voice.

"Mrs, your new driver is ready!" mrs Brithney.

"What's your name?" robin asked the person Mrs Brithney was carrying, I was still in my original position sitting haughty, staring straight ahead.

"Emil," the man answered briefly.

DEG.

As I turned my head, looking at the man who had just mentioned his name, the man who was also looking at me in a meaningful way, the man who had once filled love to the bottom of the niche of the heart, the man I used to enjoy every touch of his hand exploring my body, the man I wanted to blame for all the suffering of my life.

I stood up, with my heart stopped beating, my heart pounding, and my eyes so hot that I wanted to cry.

'Emil.'

"Can you drive well?" robin asked, our eyes locked onto each other.

"Of course, all the letters I have requested have been handed over to Mrs Brithney." replied Emil breaking eye contact between us, looking down straight at the tip of the foot.

"This, Madam!" Brithney handed over a map containing Emil's letters, biodata, birth certificate, and driving license.

Emil, only one name is listed, without the frills of O'clan listed behind his name.

He looked different, his once masculine face charming handsome now looks firm and mature, but it did not melt the good looks of 1 Mili. It's just that the scent of bvlgary that used to always come out of his body has disappeared.

"How, Madam?" ask Robin to make sure.

"Accepted!" I answered briefly and stood up. Step out followed by Robin and Emil who I just passed.

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