Forced to Marry a Cruel Young Master

Chapter 02: When the hate comes

Isvara's moans echoed in this room, but that didn't put Gerald back on his human side.

Gerald is increasingly cruel to torture Isvara, his hatred for this girl is more than anything in the world.

Tonight should be their first night as a married couple, but Gerald won't touch the girl who's already made her life suffer the way it is now.

"Serve me, we'll see how good you are!" Threatening Gerald.

"No, I don't want to!"

Before Isvara could speak again, Gerald had already covered the girl with his lips.

A sudden warm, sweet and intoxicating taste, Gerald forgot himself.

At the sip of those tiny, ripe lips, exploring deeper the sweet taste he felt. Not caring about Isvara who continues to resist and rebel.

Some time Gerald realized then rose when there was no movement from Isvara. The girl fainted.

"F*ck!" Gerald averted his eyes. Even though he was loyal to the lover, it cannot be denied he was still a man, Isvara's body was very tempting for him.

Gerald got out of bed letting the now unconscious Isvara on the bed.

Gerald stood on the balcony of the hotel with a cigarette in his hand. His mind wandered as he was forced to accept a marriage he did not want at all.

"I don't want to marry that woman!" Gerald's contact with the papah at that time.

"You dare to oppose Papah?" Mr. Aryaloka was calm in the nature of his son's trempraments.

"yeah. Though Papah already knows I'm getting married to Laura next month, why ask me to marry another woman?"

"Laura's no good to you, she's a dirty woman!"

"Well, don't ever call it that!" Gerald did not accept his papa insulting the lover.

"What other name is worthy of your girlfriend? Getting drunk, gambling and even doing drugs, your future will be ruined if you are with him."

What his father said was true, Laura is not from among good women, but Gerald was sure one day the bad habits of his lover would be lost.

"Would papah be sure that the woman of papah choice is a good woman?"

"She's convinced of papah's choice for you."

Gerald's jaw hardened with anger ready to come out.

"Stop meddling in my personal affairs reward, I am not Mahesa your beloved son who receives the breastplate of all your cruel treatment!"

"Gerald!" Mr. Aryaloka's voice was rising.

"So what you say!"

Gerald snorted. " That's the truth."

"I never married the woman of your choice, and will continue my engagement to Laura!"

"You sure of your decision?" Mr. Aryaloka's voice made Gerald stop his steps.

"Well, if it's your decision be prepared to leave this house and this company. All your rights will be revoked and your shares here I will take over to hand over to Mahesa."

Gerald tightened his jaw, upset. But finally no matter because he thought it was just a bluff, until finally the father was really at his threat.

Gerald finally helpless with the threat of his father, he inevitably had to marry the girl, in order to save his shares and rights.

Gerald did not want all the results of his efforts so far just handed over to his sister Mahesa. In the end, he could never oppose his father's decision.

Although there is a heart to be hurt here, the heart of the lover, Laura.

Given that he missed Laura, Gerald ventured to call Laura after everything that happened.

No, the phone call just rang no answer from the lover of the heart. Laura was very disappointed in him.

"Brengsw*k!" Gerald threw his phone in any direction.

"Damn you Isvara. I'll make your life suffer."

***

Elsewhere in a Black-and-white room, there are two pairs of people of different sex who are in their passion drunk.

Des*han for the sake of des*han out of the woman who is now under the power of a man on it. moans and moans accompany their hot activities.

The sound of the phone ringing repeatedly sounded.

"Lau, won't you pick up the phone first?" said the man who still continues to give a scorn to the woman below him.

"Haaaa, faster Sam!" yelled Laura, frustrated.

Samuel smiled. "As your request, baby."

They continued to scream, groan together, this hotel room became a witness to the actions of the two of them.

Even though there is no status between them, Samuel is Gerald's confidant and his friend, while Laura is Gerald's lover and there is no breaking up between them.

But both of them betrayed Gerald behind him.

After an hour had passed, Samuel and Laura collapsed together after getting their release*n. Sweat was sticky, just the pleasure they were feeling right now.

"Why don't you pick up the phone from Gerald?" samuel asked in his breath.

"Make what? all he said was sorry and sorry, I'm sick of it."

Samuel looked. "It's surprising that on her wedding day you cried the loudest, but now you don't seem to care about her."

"Hahaha it's just a gimmick, I don't even care what kind of woman she married." Laura laughed softly.

"Didn't you love Gerald?" ask Samuel again.

"Lies if I don't love her, but I love her property more."

Unexpectedly, Samuel was stunned for a while.

"So it seems, but what if things were inversely proportional, Gerald loved this woman he married."

Again, Laura laughed. "That's impossible, because Gerald loved me so much, he could never turn his back on me."

Not yet had Samuel called out his opinion, Laura first cut.

"We've had this stupid talk." Laura got up from the bed and kissed the lips of the man next to her.

"We have to do this often, because only with you can my desire be satisfied" said Laura, then passed to the bathroom.

Samuel was silent for a moment, looking straight at the ceiling.

"Are we just a bedmate of Laura's?" muttered.

***

Early in the morning, Gerald decides to enter the hotel after a night of his time spent at the club. Gerald staggered over the influence of alcohol, and his ears involuntarily overheard a conversation between Isvara and someone on the phone.

Gerald stopped at the door, undoing the intention to open his knob. At the hearing Isvara talks with someone who turns out he called 'Father'.

Then his ears buzzed no less to hear the loud prank of the girl, stunned, Gerald stared in silence Isvara who was now crying sobbing.

For a long time Gerald noticed Isvara who was crying alone, until the man approached Isvara who was now sitting horribly.

"Wake up!" snapped Gerald.

The girl sitting on the floor was stunned, and looked up at Gerald's face.

"Say wake!" gerald's orders once again.

Unresponsive, Gerald impatiently pulled Isvara's arm until the girl was forced to stand up.

"You want what you?!" Isvara stared fiercely.

"Go and take a shower, we'll go back to the main house."

"No, I don't want to!"

"You said I'm not your wife, our marriage is only a compulsion, why should I obey your orders" Isvara said in a sharp tone.

"The color here, I am the king," said Gerald, pressing his hand against Isvara's grimace.

"Western you are a slave who must obey all the commands of the king."

"Remember that!" Gerald stomped Isvara's arm violently.

"Now take a shower and get ready."

They looked at each other, not the look of love or affection that there was only the look of hatred.

"And one more thing, don't ever cry in front of me again" Gerald said before turning around.

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