Love Anya For X

"Whoever, help me,"

"Go home, it's midnight. When are you gonna be with me, huh?" said Ian loudly, to Axton who is now drunk heavily. The sound of music that snapped deafening ears, making Ian had to scream while talking to his best friend.

Axton hitchhiked at his house all day and insisted he didn't want to go home. Ian knew what was going on between Axton, Anya and that man called Daffa. Although not telling it in full, Ian can catch the point. The man understood Axton's anger, but also understood what Anya was going through.

He who did not want to rashly defend Axton openly, chose not to comment anything. The man just told Axton to go home and see Anya.

"Bast jerk man! What a dirty mouth!" as Axton said, remembering clearly Daffa's words will take Anya away from him.

"If the time comes, I won't give it to you, asshole!" he cursed once again, while chugging away at countless alcoholic drinks.

"Enough!" Ian immediately confronted Axton, when his best friend asked for another drink at the bartender. The man swiftly carried Axton out of the bar to drive him home.

...***...

Anya who had been waiting for their arrival, after getting a call from Ian, immediately ran a small approach to the two who had just entered the house.

"Let me, please" Anya offered to carry Axton in her arms.

"No, let me drive him up to the room." Reject Ian. The man fixed the position of Axton's hand that almost fell off his shoulder, before again walking towards the second floor.

Anya followed from behind while carrying a tray containing a glass of warm tea.

After laying Axton on the bed, Ian stood beside Anya who was watching Axton. "Let him rest" he said, ruffled his waist.

Anya nodded, "Thank you, Ian. Sorry, always bothering you,"

Ian smiled kindly. He held onto Anya's shoulder, "He's my best friend, so I should always be by her side."

Silence enveloped them for a moment. Ian seemed to be weighing something.

He sighed before opening up again, saying, "Well, you know why X asked for this marriage to only be lived for one year?" suddenly tanyanya.

Anya shakes. He did not think about the reason Axton, why the age of their marriage only lasted for a year.

"Because he has a target later this year."

Anya turned her head, looking at the curious man who became the Manager and best friend of her husband.

"Later this year, X will fly to Paris and settle there to develop his career with Hana."

Anya jerks.

"This was X's dream a long time ago. But when Mr. Maxim learned of Plan X, he who did not approve of his relationship with Hana even suddenly planned a marriage with you. That's why X hates this marriage so much."

Anya shut her mouth. Somehow the feeling of guilt began to crawl the recesses of his heart.

"It may feel very inappropriate if I ask for your understanding of the nature of X, while you always receive his harsh treatment," said Ian, looking at Anya seriously. "and, you're the one who knows better how X is. So I hope you can hold on a little more. Once this contract is up, you can fly freely to explore the life you want out there."

Anya said nothing. The girl shed tears while looking at Axton who looked restless in her sleep.

Ian patted Anya on the shoulder again, "Don't think about this and don't assume this is all your fault. Your marriage took place, also with Axton's consent."

After saying so, Ian went home to Anya. Tomorrow he'll be back here to pick up Axton.

After escorting Ian to the front door, Anya went back upstairs. He was surprised to find Axton sitting on the edge of the bed looking down. The man looked in pain, as he clutched his head firmly. A shirt was lying just about on the floor.

Anya immediately picked up a cup of warm tea that she had originally placed on the nightstand. "Drink first, Brother," he said while thrusting the cup.

Axton looked up, looking at Anya for a moment before she brushed off the cup until it broke on the floor.

Without being told, Anya rushed to pick up the fragments of the cup one by one.

"You," Axton stared at the girl's ruthless face.

He stopped his activities. "I'm sorry?" his forehead creased, seemingly not understanding the meaning of Axton's question.

Axton smiled slightly then walked up to Anya and crouched down in front of her. "May I guess?"

The man traced Anya's body with his eyes, from the tip of the hair all the way to the tip of the foot. Make Anya instantly uncomfortable at once embarrassed.

"How many times have you given her your body, huh?" Axton has asked the question.

Anya grasped the shards of the cup she had gathered earlier with trembling hands. His eyes were filled with anger.

Axton has been insulting him.

"I'm not that low." Anya replied with great emphasis.

Axton laughed out loud. "Hahaha, where is possible! You've met him a lot outside, haven't you? Which hotel are you guys playing at?"

Anya stood up, it was better for her to go from there, for starting an argument with a drunken man was a waste. But Axton didn't let him go. He violently held Anya's arm until the fragments of the cup were scattered again.

"Don't lie to you, girl jal***!" insult that man.

"I know, I know so well. .. You've been giving your body to that guy since you were in school, haven't you?"

Anya was provoked by emotion. He really felt offended, especially from his words, Axton means already know that they are lovers in the past. The man must have been looking for information about the two of them.

If so, then why did he not find out when Anya met Daffa again other than just yesterday after tomorrow?

"I'm not as depraved as you, who can still fuck his girlfriend while the Wife is at home!"

Eggplant! Anya let out the words that she had been quieting all along. The girl actually did not expect it to be that brave to say that.

Axton widened his eyes. The man looked down for a moment before looking back at Anya.

"Ha– Hahahahaha!" a violent laughter escaped from Axton's lips.

"Bad you said?" the man tucked his body against Anya. He put his lips close to Anya's ears. The girl could feel Axton's gasp filled with alcohol. "Yes, I'm a depraved man .. I'll prove to you what I am!"

With a howling Axton throws Anya's body into the starting bed and rips off the girl's clothes. Anya is surprised, she tries to stop Axton's crazy actions. The girl was screaming hysterically asking Axton to stop.

"Yell as loud as possible. You know very well, no one will hear your screams." Axton looked at Anya who was crying as she pleased. The two hands he used to hit Axton felt pointless. The man's energy was many times stronger than his.

Axton forcefully kisses Anya's lips, sweeping her entire mouth with her tongue, while her other hand is busy unzipping Anya's blouse strap.

Anya could feel the remnants of alcohol enter her mouth. The girl rebelled with all her might when she realized Axton's hand had already crept into her chest. The man also tried to open his pants. Anya kicked the air. He must escape.

Satisfied exploring Anya's lips, Axton then down her neck. Roughly biting Anya's neck and ears, until Anya cried out in pain. No matter what sense of rancor he smelled, Axton continued to kiss Anya while marking the girl's collarbone. His hands were busy squeezing every part of Anya's body with full force.

BUAAGGH!

Anya manages to kick Axton, as the man pauses to pick up oxygen.

Anya immediately crawled down from the bed. He almost managed to get down from there, if only Axton did not quickly pull his foot and grab the girl's hair, then throw her back in bed.

DUUAGHS!

Anya's head hit the bed. The girl tried her hardest to stay sober, despite the dizziness that came and began to blur her gaze.

"Whoever, help me" Anya.

His body weakened as his gaze began to darken.