A gay? Submerged Passion
19. Arthur
The blue eyes were still staring at Ariana's movements sharply, a red tinge began to appear around her face, as the woman moved the hair shaft to the side, revealing smooth shoulders with slight bruises there.
The direction that was feeling uneasy, and remembering about Damian's expulsion quickly rose up after taking a glass full of white water, while Damian who saw it clenched his hands, clenching his hands, blinded hands that are already injured are getting badly torn.
“Where are you going?” ask him in a cold tone.
Ariana who had stepped against her feet, the eyes of honey looked confused. “What do you mean? Didn't you say to go?” his question quickened the attention of the whole servant.
Damian who heard that tightened his jaw. “Not you, tap them all. I want them all to leave, leaving us both!”
Ariana who saw it raised next to the eyebrows, a slight snort was clearly heard in Damian's ears.
“Crazy!” he said flatly, then stepped away leaving Damian growling furiously.
“One step away from here, do not blame me if the incident happened again!” he said it was full of emphasis.
Ariana who had stepped on the stairs stopped, the woman's body stiffened a little but, quickly regained her composure. A little dew in his eyes.
“You dare to do that, do not blame me if your scandal is revealed and of course, I will make sure your Papa first heard it!” threaten him with a body that remains facing the stairs, which means, turning back to the figure of Damian.
Damian who heard that clenched his hands. Especially when you hear footsteps that are getting farther away.
Emotionally, the injured hand slammed all the food and objects he saw, leaving the room in a mess with food scatters and shards of sharp objects.
“Damn it! I'll make sure you can't say that!” he said it was full of obsession.
The servants who had gone away were seen peering at each other, many whispers they threw, making Pedro who from the beginning saw the incident close his eyes, and massage the base of his nose tiredly.
“go back to your place! Don't let your stupidity make death come faster!”
The servants who heard that quickly scattered, returning to their respective tasks.
“Pedro ...” Call Damian out loud.
Pedro who stood at the end of the room ran in a hurry, Damian who saw it tightened his jaw.
“Iya, Sir. Can I help you?” Pedro asked in a formal tone.
“Prepare place usually.” His word flatly invites gigilan from pedro.
Damian who understood the fear of the subordinate just fell silent, then waltzed away, letting the blood from his hands splatter on the floor.
The surprise was clearly visible in the room. With various items and food scattered, now seasoned with thick blood spots.
Arthur who had just arrived to hand over the documents even stopped the move. The stiff face looked a little shriveled, feeling surprised by his surroundings.
Pedro who saw the arrival of Arthur heaved a sigh of relief, quickly walking towards the stiff man.
“Mr Arthur, Mr. Damian is not okay,” he said in a huffed tone.
Arthur who heard that raised next to an eyebrow, moreover saw the unusual face of the middle-aged man.
“What happened?” ask her with a flat tone.
Pedro without waiting long to explain everything, without being reduced, or added. Arthur, who heard everything Pedro said, clenched his hand. The flat face looks flushed with the jaw tightening.
“Prepare everything, I'll be the one to catch Mr. Damian,” he said coldly.
Damian closed his eyes, the room full of flickering blips along with the loud buzz of music did not keep the man entertained.
Three girls with legs tied firmly, and mouth gagged were seen crying in fear.
The blue eyes were glaring sharply, thinking about what game he was going to play this time. His right hand held a small knife with incredible sharpness. The lightning from the blade made the dark runag look slightly glowing.
The three girls on the other end were getting scared. Even their faces covered in thick makeup began to get wet, and made the faces look messy, with colors colliding with each other.
Brak!
Damian who was turning the knife in his left hand fell silent, his sharp look looked at Arthur who looked angry.
Without further ado, the man told the two maids standing at the end of the room to drag the three nets\*ng women in front of him.
The gazes of the two humans with different eyes were cold. The dark atmosphere, with minimal lighting adding to the eyes of the two cold men was gripping, the noise produced by the music did not make them stop the war of gaze.
Damian who was feeling annoyed quickly threw out a breath, and said flatly. “Until when do you want to be like that,”
“Stop everything,” he said slowly however, peuh emphasis.
Damian who heard that looked up with his left hand holding the glass. A small rarity sounded from his mouth.
“How dare you say that?” he nodded with a sharp tone.
Arthur remained silent, his leg face showing no fear at all. “Stop, before you regret it.”
Damian who heard that held the glass tightly in his hand. Call ‘kau’ is a sign that Arthur in front of him is not Arthur the subordinate, but Arthur the friend.
“What's your problem?” ask her flatly.
Artur who heard the question breathed a long breath. The man in the black suit was sitting right across from Damian, making their current position facing each other.
“Stop all your madness. Moreover, you have ruined the fate of your own wife,” she replied with a slightly soft face.
Damian who heard the word ‘istri’ stopped the movement of the hand that turned the glass, blue eyes that look dark.
“What is your business?” ask in a sharp tone.
“I told you, I don't want you to regret.”
“What do I need to regret?” Damian asked with an incredulous look.
“Cih, you stay the same as you used to. always be stupid with your own feelings. You remember, I used to say that if you only loved your male lover, you even got rid of all the people who dared to bother your lover. Now, what are you doing? You beat up your wife, just for not coming home, and I suspect, you also harassed her?” Arthur looked suspiciously at Damian.
Pedro's explanation was brief, and there was no mention of the abuse, but Arthur, who had known Damian for a long time, had guessed what happened.
While Damian who heard that stiffened. For some reason, the word abuse made his chest feel hit by a hard object. Feelings of regret and guilt haunted him.
“You realize you're in love with your own wife. And the reason you beat him up, is because of jealousy? Right?”Arthur looked down at Damian.
Damian who heard that stiffened. Of jealousy? No, it didn't happen. Until he dies, he will not love a woman.
“Jealous? Don't fantasize!” Damian stared at Arthur.
Arthur who saw it only chuckled, then said in a calm tone, but was able to make Damian shudder. “If it is like that, divorce your wife, let me take your place as her husband, I think I am in love with Ariana,”
