Give Me Your Hand's

You're Making Two More Mistakes

"Ivy." cried Ferrite who was already on the second floor. The man tried to open the door to his room, but it didn't work because Ivy locked it from the inside.

"Ivy open the door! Or I'll break it!" ferrite shouted loudly from outside the room.

The dark brown haired woman had finished tying her bedsheet on the balcony railing, she started to panic when she heard the sound of Ferrite.

"Ivy." Ferrite not only shouted but the man also banged on the door of his room. "Open the door!"

Ivy looked down with a glare at his dim eyes, how tall the place he was resting at this time was. Without a second thought, Ivy sat on the balcony railing and started hanging herself around the sheets.

Just at that time, Ferrite managed to break down the wooden door. He saw the ties of sheets that had been fused with the bars of the balcony fence. The man immediately came out and saw Ivy was already down, his hands were holding the twists of the sheet without any assistive devices.

Ivy slowly went down the winding of his fabric. He closed his eyes to remove his fear of looking down.

"Damn!" ferrite swearing that hit the balcony railing of his room.

"Gething!" he screamed from above. "Hurry and catch Ivy!"

Ferrite's cry suddenly made Ivy open her eyelids, she looked up. Her husband-to-be was already standing on the balcony, with his face holding in anger and staring at him as if he was going to be eating his dinner.

"Oh my God, help me. Get me out of this godforsaken place" Ivy murmured.

Victor's daughter caught a glimpse of a man already waiting for her below. "What is that guy called Ferrite? Oh... Oh my God, I'm stuck here!"

"Ivy! You can't run anywhere, baby!" exclaimed Ferrite who tried to pull the bedsheet up.

Ivy's body fell silent, he let himself hang in the middle. On top was Ferit waiting for him, while under Hasan was already preparing to catch him.

"What should I do?" Ivy tightened her handrails on her bedsheet.

As a result of Ivy's hand grip is too strong, making the pull of Ferrite heavier. The cloth held the weight of Ivy's body and pulled Ferrite's hand. The bedsheet bond was slightly loosened and there were some parts of it starting to tear.

"Miss Ivy, go upstairs or you'll fall. The cloth was almost torn!" hasan from below.

"I don't care if I have to fall!" shouted Ivy. He could only close his eyes, his hands began to sweat and tremble. The sound of the cloth tearing was heard back to his ears.

"Bas stubborn!" ferrite exclaimed with his fury. He immediately removed his hand from the cloth, making the winding slide down and Ivy's body shaken. The twists of the rope swung Ivy's body like a forest man.

"Stop!" shouted Ivy. His head was dizzy, his stomach was beginning to be nauseous. It was like being in an amusement park with a machine game that shuffled his stomach.

Tearing the cloth more and more and more. Ivy's hands are no longer powered. He saw the cloth on it there lived a few strands of yarn.

Where's Ferrite? Is he hiding upstairs? Oh my God, I don't want to die right now. Deniz how are you?

Ivy did not know if he should go back up or down, the two men would definitely catch him. The green-eyed bead melted when he heard the sound of the rag tearing back heard. Now he just waits for the time the winding of this cloth will be cut off then he will fall down and finally....

"Akhnah...." Ivy screamed as the twists of the cloth were completely separated into two halves. His body plunged freely down without safety and without the help of a mattress.

She...he helped me? Why didn't he let me die?

Ivy's face was made dumbfounded by Ferrite's actions. The brunette man immediately carried Ivy back into the house and took her to the room.

"Why did you help me? Why don't you let me die? Unhand me!" Ivy howled loudly as Ferrite sat his body on a single chair made of iron.

"Shut up!" shouted Ferrite.

The man attached each of Ivy's hands to the edge of the chair then handcuffed it. He also tied Ivy's legs together with a rope.

"You can't run anywhere!" exciting Ferrite.

"Kill me! What are you keeping me?" Ivy jerked his hand but the movement of his hand was limited by the iron handcuffs attached to the edge of the chair.

Ferrite placed Ivy in front of his bed. The man took his sitting position. He caresses Ivy's face, but the woman insists on avoiding the caress of her hand.

"I'll never kill you, baby. Because what? Because I love you." Ferrite continued to play his finger on Ivy's face then walked up to the woman's earlobe, rubbing it gently.

A second later the man put his lips on Ivy's ear lobe, inhaling the scent of his future wife's body. The fur of his face touched every visible vein. Almost as Ivy was lulled with every touch of Ferrite, the woman immediately flinched as the burly fingers pulled her hair hard.

"But I'm gonna kill that damn mechanic!" Ivy who immediately swallowed his saliva. Ferrite's eyes suddenly changed from what was once full of warmth to someone who was very savage and frightening.

Seeing the fear emanating from the face of his future wife, made the man laugh out loud.

"Ivy Eleanor., you're like your father. An old rat that I can play with as I please."

"Please don't kill Kenan." please Ivy with her teary eyes.

"You're making two more mistakes, baby. Never beg for that mechanic! Moreover, you mentioned the name of that damned man in front of my face!" shouted Ferrite who immediately threw a table decoration onto the wooden floor in his room.

Ivy's face grew pale, her breathing started to go up and down. The green-eyed bead began to melt due to his fear of Ferit and his fear of losing Kenan.

After throwing the tabletop decoration made of acrylic, Ferrite's eyes started to turn shady. He wiped away the tears that had soaked Ivy's face.

"Sleep" said the man softly. It was as if a few seconds ago nothing happened.

Ferrite took off his shirt in front of Ivy. A piece of white gauze wrapped around and wrapped the puncture scar Ivy had made on his sturdy arm. A flying bird-shaped tattoo crochet with an arrow on it adorns his left chest. There was a small writing that was less so obvious in Ivy's eyes. I don't know a name or what.

The man immediately climbed onto the bed and let Ivy sleep on the chair with his handcuffed hands.

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