Love And Ambition (Spasibo Iyubimyy)

Gian: Don't make me jealous again!

In the morning I woke up from my sleep. I looked beside me, there was no Gian. I breathed a sigh of relief. I then tried to get up from my bed. My body is gagged, my whole body feels sore. I took out the blanket that covered my body. I saw my whole body full of chop marks, scratches and Gian bites. I snorted in annoyance. He benar2 ate me up. P****My blood is swollen.

I got out of bed and walked to the bathroom. I tried to drag my feet that were still hurting. My street limped withstanding the pain in my leg.

Inside the bathroom, I was standing in front of the mirror looking at my very miserable body. The dried blood on my shoulders looked blackened. I saw his wound a little bit open. Gian benar2 bit me like a mad dog. My neck is red full of chop marks. My chest is like that, and swells. P**** s***I look bluish. It's not about playing.

I prepared warm water in the bath and soaked there long enough. Lukaku feels painful but feels good. I relax my stiff muscles2. My sprained hand yesterday also swelled up. The scratches on my arm are reddening. So did my stomach and my thighs. I was right2 tortured by Gian. I cleaned the dried blood on my body, then put on a towel.

I headed to the wardrobe, and chose the most covered clothes to cover my body full of scars and kissmerk.

After getting dressed, I went to the dresser and gave her makeup. I used lipstick of extra thickness to cover Gian's bite marks.

"Take off your clothes." That voice again. I closed my eyes tightly.

'What? Is that crazy guy gonna do it again? Don't tell. I can't stand it." My inner.

"Well?" My leg is not occupied.

"Put this on you, quick. I'm busy." he said, holding up the P3K box in his hand. I saw him in the mirror.

"The truth is that?" Many doubt.

"Yes. What else is it? I have no taste for S***s" he replied, sitting his ass on the couch. I went back to the wardrobe, picked up the towel I was wearing, then took off my clothes and replaced it with a towel. Then go next to Gian.

Gian opened the P3K box, took the saleb, then put it on my wound.

"Cute your hair. I can't put a saleb on your neck, because of your hair." I also according. Go dress up shirt, take a hair tie, then nudge it. It's back again. Gian continued to treat his former lumps on my neck.

"Other times, if I find you playing2 with another man, it's not just your body blisters. But your face, V***** you and your chest will be deformed forever." I didn't bully him. Just hear it I'm grimy. I guess there was a demon inside of him.

"I will also kill anyone who dares to play2 with you. Your family will not be safe either. Today, I sent a team of torturers to approach your family. If you're like2 they'll torture your family to death." I close my eyes tightly. Just because of misunderstanding, everything is this complicated, until my family is under 2.

'Fuckin' boy, come mess up, go make war.' My name is in my heart.

"Don't make me jealous again. I don't want to hurt you any more. I don't like to dirty my own hands." Further. His hand is now taking off my towel hook.

"Eh, what are you doing?" I asked to hold his hand.

"Let go of your hand. What you cover it for. I've seen it all." I looked at him with annoyance.

"Let me continue to treat my wounds. I can do it myself." My pain is still holding Gian's hand trying to open the towel on my body.

"You argue with me? If I say I did it, then you can't refuse. You're mine. I have full rights over you. You can't make me lose my temper." His voice was snuffling, his eyes were staring at me sharply. I'm resigned. After all, everything is done. He's also my husband, has seen it all. What am I covering up for?

Gian opened my towel, then lifted my body to the bed. I'm appalled.

'What Gian will do again. Please, no. Mine's still grieving. I'll die if he does it again." My complaint is in my heart. I closed my eyes. Dare not to moan and break away. I fear.

Gian's hands painstakingly treated every inch of my body he injured. It seems he still has a conscience. He did not show signs2 will do it again. I breathe a sigh of relief. He treated my feet and wrapped them in bandages. After that, he pulled out a blanket, enveloping my body. Then lay down beside me.

"How's your?" His whisper in my ear. I get goosebumps hearing it.

"Ga papa, just grinning." I answered frankly.

"OKAY. Rest up. I'll have the waiter bring breakfast here." He then got up from his bed.

"Want me to get your shirt?" Ask again. I nodded my head in agreement. He rushed to the wardrobe and then took another short dress. I snorted annoyedly at him. But I can't protest.

"Take this. I'll be back." He said, then passed from the room. I quickly2 put on the dress before she came back.

A few minutes later, Gian was back alone. In his hand was a tray filled with food for me. He told me to have breakfast on the couch. I just according.

"Want me a bribe?" Ask me.

"I'm moving your ex-girlfriend to Russia. Thank you for letting him live." I just smiled wryly in response. Thanking what?! The guy he's not wrong what2. I don't care either.

"Today I'll watch you at home. Afraid you'll act again." I still don't bully him. I focus on my food. 'Submit to you Gian.' I murmured in my heart.

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Daytime in the room. Gian and I sat side by side on the bed. Gian is fun to play the game on his phone. Apparently he knows also have fun2. I looked at him for a moment.

"Gian, you still don't believe me?" I asked to vent. I'm benar2 want to clear up that misunderstanding.

"About what? About cockroaches? I killed one there this morning." He answered while glancing towards the sofa.

"So now you believe?"I looked at him lekat2.

"I believe in the cockroaches. But I can't believe you've wiped Lian out of your heart." The answer is still to focus on the hape.

"Thank God." Shortened speech. That made Gian stop the game. I don't know why?

"Thankful for what?" Sharp ask.

"Because you believe that I'm not playing2 behind your back." My heart while bowing my head. I was too afraid to return his gaze.

"You still have a taste for him?" Ask full of questions.

"I told you there wasn't. I deleted it in the past. Why do I keep it. After all, he betrayed me." Answer me in an annoyed tone.

"So now, who lives in your heart?"

"Why do you want to know? I thought you didn't care."

"I deserve to know. Because I'm your husband."

"What are you going to do with them?"

"They? You keep a lot of men in your heart? wah hahahaha.this is true2 humiliation." Gian threw his phone on the table in annoyance. He looked at me with a jealous look. I laughed in my heart.

'He's jealous?" My inner.

"Tell me who are they? How dare you!!" His voice began to rise. I smiled seeing him. It feels good to work on it.

"You're mocking me?" Gian pulled me violently and laid me on my back and crushed me. It surprised me. I'm afraid he'll do more. I'm huru2 frankly to him.

"They are my Mother, my sister, and my late father. Are you jealous of them?" Gian's gaze that had been fierce, arrived2 became a saying. I just smiled at him looking at it. He sat down next to me.

"Why didn't you say that from earlier. You deliberately provoked my emotions?" He pulled me up. Now you sit face to face in bed. Both of his hands were holding my cheeks, he was advancing his face with mine. He stuck his nose with my nose, then tilted his face, then kissed my lips. I let him, because this time he did it gently. His right hand began to run down my chest. I took off the kiss.

"I'm still in pain. Don't touch it yet." My word. Gian looked at me sharply. I returned his gaze with a glare. Finally he relented and only toyed with my lips until he was satisfied.

"What about me? Am I not there?" Ask in a serious tone. His gaze still stuck in my eyes.

"You mean?"

"Am I not in your heart?" I was surprised to hear his question. How not, an abusive Gian, questioned his existence in my heart. I don't know why my heart is beating so hard to hear it. I don't know how to answer that. Honestly, I don't like it. I hateit. From the beginning of our meeting, to this very moment, I hated him so much. He just makes me hurt, annoyed, scared, and angry. How could I possibly put my cruel heart to him.

"I don't know." Reply lirih. I lowered my head, afraid to see Gian if my answer made him angry.

"Why not know? Just tell me there's nothing yet. I'll try to be there." I just smiled fakely hearing it. He gently brushed my lips back.

"Don't make me jealous anymore. I don't like being rude to you. Understood?" His words softly diteelingaku. I smiled back hearing that.

"I wouldn't dare. I've been so tormented like this." Gumamku. He held me tight and kissed me gently.