ESCAPED FROM EX-HUSBAND

Involved in Scandal

“Arght... No, please stop. Please hiks.... Sick” shrieked the woman, her body seemed to crumble because of the actions of a crazy man like an Arkana Frederik.

Prak!!!

“Arght..hiks, enough. I beg you to stop,” the woman's eyes are no longer able to cry, her tears have run out all night.

“This is the result if you dare to climb into my bed, damn woman!” arkana's cold voice pierced her ear, why should she be blamed?

Why Samanta Leona?

Why would he be in such a situation?

When did it all start?

In her pain, Samanta cried in her heart. Right, it all started a year ago. Her adoptive parents made her a surrogate, to marry a cruel man like her.

They married out of compulsion, lived together out of necessity and took care of the house because of her obligations as a wife. Samanta tried to do his best, but was his action a big mistake?

The man who has carved many motives and pain throughout his body, until it feels like his bones will crumble always find fault in every action.

Plaque!!!

Another slap hit Samanta's face that had swollen red. His body trembled even more, but the evil-looking bastard still did not stop.

“Jawab if I ask, stupid!!!” arkana shouted, his hand still not out of Samanta's neck. He still keeps clutching her.

“Uhuk...Stop, hiks. Pain...” Samanta coughed, his breath gushing in his mind Samanta shouted this demon must be willing to kill him.

“You still don't want to answer huh? I repeat once again, what's your purpose for getting into my bed?”

This question again, how can Samanta answer? Should he have said that last night, Samanta would go into his room to sleep, but this demon came in a drunken condition and pulled him violently and threw him on his bed?

Oh, no way.

This demon will not believe his words. So Samanta chose silence and let the pain in his body increase. Letting this demon man stab him so many times, biting him like a stray dog.

Samanta is used to it. One year into their marriage, it made Samanta already experience a lot of pain. Most often it is a slap, most memorable is when his body is hovering and on a rough slam to a cold wall or beach.

The most painful is the sound of a whip. This devil does not hesitate to deposit wounds on Samanta's body. There were no longer counted how many wounds he had already gotten.

Prak!!!

Brakk!!!

“Fucking women!!!” Samanta lowered his head when he heard the demon man shouting furiously.

The demon man came out of the room leaving Samanta, who was still sitting on the floor with a thick blanket covering his body.

He held onto his temple which he believed must have been swollen and bleeding from being hit several times. Slowly Samanta tried to get up, even his legs were like they had no energy.

His bones trembled violently, his hip area was sore and when Samanta had managed to stand up, his eyes were rounded and his tears spilled again, albeit in a dry state.

No matter what, he felt this kind of pain. The goddamn devil has taken his crown, for one year Samanta has been trying to take care of it. In the end, he handed it to a bastard like Arkana.

Samanta Leona is a small-time article writer, while Arkana Frederik is an accomplished businessman, a CEO of a large company.

They do not have excessive interaction, Samanta does his job well, and fulfills all the obligations of a wife, except the affairs in bed.

Trudged Samanta walked towards his room and straight into the bathroom, he placed himself under the shower, cold and gentle.

Samanta came back crying again, his body was now no longer holy, how would he face the world in the future?

Samanta closed his eyes and with trembling swollen lips, his mind brought him back on their wedding night one year ago.

That night was very cold, the room was decorated by the many roses on the king size mattress. They sat face to face in a chair.

Arkana glanced at Samanta and said; “You are free to do anything, just don't ever fall in love with me. And don't make trouble out there that can tarnish my good name.”

In the first three months of their marriage, everything was fine. Arkana doesn't care about it, and rarely goes home. Arkana violence began when Samanta accidentally became a trending topic on social media.

The hot news was about the wife of a young businessman who was close to a famous celebrity, Alvaro Bimantara.

The name Samanta soared because of this hot rumor, brought him to know by many people, there are many who say they are lovers, there are also those who say they are having an affair.

Arkana comes home and suddenly rates on her. Pulling her hair, strangling her neck until she had trouble breathing, slapping her face, slamming her against a wall or floor.

From then on Samanta's life turned into hell. Whenever Arkana's mood deteriorates, everything will be vented on Samanta.

Samanta was crying, he wanted to get out of this prison. Want to ask for help, but to whom will he complain? Her family doesn't care about her, she's just an adopted child who's adopted to lure the hostess' pregnancy.

Samanta finished cleaning himself, he gently walked down the stairs leading to the kitchen and cooked lunch. His body was still trembling, and the pain from the stab was still very much felt.

Just after he finished cooking, the sound of objects being slammed from the top floor again made Samanta look, now what else?

Brakk!!!

Prankk!!!

Pile up!!!

Arkana stood on the stairs and looked around, when she found Samanta's figure, her lips immediately groaned and her eyes stared intently at Samanta.

He approached Samanta and again pulled Samanta's hair. He turned Samanta's body so that the woman faced him, then said; “How many times have I told you, never leave this house. You're still stubborn.”

Samanta endured the pain in his head and asked; “What, what do you mean? Me, I never leave home.”

“Don't lie to me, I just got a notification, a CEO wife is known to have been caught red-handed meeting her affair at minimarket.”

Samanta's eyes were round, what nonsense news was this? Then Samanta's body again shook violently, his lips he closed tightly so as not to make a sound.

In his mind Samanta had already cursed the stray dog that had just bit him back again. They promised not to interfere with each other.

That person should not care about this kind of trashy news!

Damn indeed.