Last Wedding
Ryan Frustrated
The atmosphere of the mansion looked silent at night, so even Ryan's room in the big room now there is only himself sitting in a mattress with his magnificent night clothes that are composed of threads of gold thread carving a beautiful work, beautiful work, his robe of pride as ruler of connor.
His eyes were blank, Ryan stepped down the small steps of the pool that became a private facility in his room. Slowly opened the bandage of the neck wound and tore the seams so that the blood flowed back and slowly he fell back to drown himself in the pool.
“Young master are you okay, Young Master... YOUNG MASTER!! DOBRAK DOOR GUARD!!” Milia's feeling grew more anxious, she thought in a frenzy and was very chaotic.
“Does anything bother you mom?” the door suddenly opened, Ryan was standing in front of his mother in fine condition.
Milia was shocked and immediately stuttered, because what she saw on the watchdog screen turned out to be just a trap. Ryan smiled sweetly and pretended that nothing had happened.
“I must have had a nightmare, I think something happened to you son.” Milia gulps her saliva slowly, “how hurt are you son?”
“Is there another reason mom?” Ryan kept smiling, hiding his disappointment.
“Ouhh I've always worried about you Young Master, you must be exhausted after experiencing such a great event like this afternoon, so please sleep.” Milia then hurriedly parted and walked away.
“Si assailant died of heart attack at police station,” Ryan statement is quite able to hold Milia step, she is silent and back turn her body staring at her son with a flat expression, “are you not surprised mom? Do you know?”
“You just told me,” Milia's face calmly answered Ryan's question.
“She has no history of the disease and why did she suddenly have a heart attack?” ryan's expression was intimidating.
“She was punished” replied Milia briefly.
“In retrospect he seemed like he wanted to say something strange, he said that I called Rio Aaron every night to the mansion.” Ryan laughed, his words deliberately wanted to corner the mother, “is that strange? Something happened seven years ago that I wasn't aware of.” Ryan laughed with a bully tooth.
“No such thing, he deserves to die, don't bother thinking about it again. They are not important!” Milia then went back to her room.
Ryan was silent with his mother's behavior and slowly stepped into a large mirror near his room, “mommy keeps me under surveillance, for what? Wh why? WHY??” he was frustrated, yelling out his anger and his hand almost wanted to break the mirror in front of him, but in an instant less than half a centimeter his fist came to a halt, slowly he instantly set his breath back and lowered his hand.
Ryan was silent and slowly his head looked at the crossed swords on the wall. He approached it and slowly pulled one of the swords together to form an open pattern and instantly the sound of shifting walls beside the sword revealed a secret room inside. Immediately Ryan walked in and changed his shirt to a black suit with a white stripe pattern plus a mask accent that covered half of his face.
Ryan walked down the street in his secret room which was directly connected to the garage where dozens of cars private collection. Directly rushed driving one of his sports cars that are golden yellow, immediately drove splitting the road at high speed.
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Ryan quickly downed his drink, several times he kept asking the waiter to fill his cup with vodka. His mind was not sane he could not think clearly now in his heart there was only a sense of disappointment. Her deep trust in her mother was shattered in an instant with a proof brought by Lydia casting doubt in her heart to the thought of her questioning “have I only been a puppet all this time???” Everything raged on Ryan's mind making him unconscious already downing a lot of vodka in an instant.
“Mother did you lie to me..” Ryan was laughing.
“Is there something you've been hiding all this time??” He walked out of the bar, his steps staggering and sometimes he fell because he was floating not strong enough to withstand the weight of his steps.
“TUAN.!” A woman's reflexes approached Ryan and grabbed him by the shoulder. Taking Ryan into the car, Lydia smelled the pungent smell of alcohol from Ryan's mouth.
“Master rest for a while before returning to drive, here I will accompany Mr.”
“Who told you to come see me in the west huh???” Ryan Masiih can be sane talking.
“I am worried and it is my responsibility to make sure Young Master is fine..”
“Bring me to Villa connor Lydia.” Ryan's voice was slow but heavy.
Soon Lydia nodded and took over the wheel of the car and drove straight to the family's private villa. The villa is a private residence specifically for Connor's family who usually want to take a short vacation from the hustle and bustle of work and city life without anyone disturbing because the area is also very private only Connor family only without guards and without assistants. Surrounded by beautiful village scenery close to the mountains and there is a beautiful lake that has always been a favorite place for Connor family to practice. A very beautiful village on the other hand there are several houses of residents who live on the island.
It takes 30 minutes to travel by taking the freeway. They had reached the villa and Lydia immediately carried Ryan in and laid him on the bed.
“Now Sir can rest comfortably here for a while.” Lydia arranged her sentence slowly she wanted to continue to say something, “Master, Your Majesty has fired me and I want to say Thank you for everything until now.” Lydia then respectfully moved out of the room and wanted to leave but her wrist was immediately pulled by Ryan.
“You belong to me, Young Master's personal assistant Ryan Connor means I'm the only one who decides whether to use you or throw away. Milia doesn't have the authority to fire you. AS LONG AS I DON'T FIRE YOU THEN DO AS I COMMAND!!!” Ryan shouted at the end of his speech confirming that only he had power over his assistant. Ryan roughly pulled Lydia's basket to lock her body, and now she's in Ryan's big athletic body.
Ryan hugged her tightly and tried to conquer all of Lydia's bodies, Ryan's massive body overwhelmed Lydia, she tried to fight back and with all her might pushed Ryan who had already lost his mind. Lydia's breathing was stinged, her hands holding Ryan's shoulders while Ryan's hands were still coiled around Lydia's waist.
“If Mister crosses the uni limit, what is the guarantee for me? What does it mean to you, sir? Is it just a personal assistant? A lover? Or the.... Just one night together?”
Lydia's question made Ryan momentarily look Lydia in the dim light of the room.
“It...” Ryan whispered softly while playing Lydia's hair, “depends on you..”.
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