Love Story: Gabrielle and Eleanor

Amora's Desire

Bern and Amora's eyes stared at each other in silence. After dinner at his parents' house, Bern immediately approached Amora who was asleep on the living room sofa of his house. When she got to him, the girl seemed to realize that the owner of the house came and immediately woke up and stood up while ******* the bottom of her shirt. Amora was both nervous and scared. Yeah, he's scared.

“You till when you're at my house?” bern asked after being silent for a long time. He continued to stare fixedly at Amora's face, feeling strange as those clear eyes flickered.

“Young Master, whatever happens I will stay at your house, “ replied Amora timidly.

“Including if I have any intention to kill you?”

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It felt like Amora's throat had become very dry when she heard the word kill you. It's awful, isn't it? If anyone had asked Amora if she wanted to leave this house, the answer would have been that she wanted so badly. But Amora could not do it because the happiness of her father and three brothers was on her shoulders at this time. Despite always getting rough treatment from them, Amora still loves him very much. Who knows with him sacrificing to survive in this house, the attitude of his father and brothers can be touched then pick up Amora and bring her home to them. No one knows destiny, right? Amora believes this very strongly.

“Amora, you came here on someone else's deal. So now you can go. I don't like seeing other people in my house!” push Bern away firmly.

“I'm sorry, Young Master. I will stay in your home until ….

Next to Bern's eyebrows raised upwards. “Until?” tanyakanya.

“Young Master, before coming here Dad had kicked me out of the house. So if you also just throw away, then I have no place to stay anymore. Please let me stay in this house. Em ... What if I was just a waiter in this house. Can ya?”

“Do you think in this house I'm short of maids to the point that you recredit yourself to be a waitress too?” bern's taunts are mindless with this girl's immunity. “You don't cross your limits, Amora. Go and come back to where you came from. Your presence in this house is very damaging to the fresh air. Go before I change my mind and finish you!”

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Bern let out a deep sigh as Amora instead sat quietly on the floor as she chased him away. But strangely, Bern's hands felt very heavy when he wanted to grab and drag him out of this house. Though usually Bern is never this weak even in women though. Things that make him feel unhappy, then must be removed immediately. But now? How quaint. Bern couldn't do anything but talk.

“Young Master, if by killing me it can keep me in this house, then just do it. I ... I really don't know where to go if you kick me out. Dad said you wanted me as a guarantee that the Airan Group could be saved and now I'm here. You are free to do anything to me, Young Master. But please, let me stay. I beg!” said Amora while rubbing her palms in front of her chest. He very much hoped that this terrible man would be willing to grant his wish.

“I don't care!”

After saying such a word Bern squatted before Amora then stamped his chin firmly. Just as Bern was about to speak, he was suddenly transfixed to see the torn wound in the corner of Amora's lips bleed. And at the same time the mother's face flashed in her eyes. Bern was surprised, of course. The mother's shadow seemed to warn her not to hurt this girl. But this did not immediately make Bern release his claw on Amora's chin. What there is a claw even harder to make the wound more blood. Surprisingly, however, Amora showed absolutely no reaction when treated in such a way by Bern. He just kept quiet and his gaze was sad.

“Why?”

“Ya, Young Master?” parrot Amora is confused.

“Why did you hold it?” ask Bern.

“You're bleeding. Why not complain?”

“Young Master, what you did is still not how much. If you don't believe me, I can show you another much more severe wound from a torn cut on the corner of my lip. A minute,”

Without hesitation or embarrassment, Amora removed Bern's clasp from her chin and turned back to face. Because at that time he only wore a worn t-shirt, Amora could easily pull the shirt up. He then anchored his hair, letting Bern see the old wounds and also the new wounds that were on his back.

Silent. Bern wasn't surprised, he just didn't understand why Mr. Kendra could torture his daughter to this extent. Bern became curious why Amora was treated in such a way by his own father. And no matter where the push came from, one of Bern's hands moved pulling the peeled skin of Amora's back. Bern then looked at the skin that was clearly visible if the wound was there due to blisters of skin affected by hot objects. Possibly ….

“I asked Dad to let me continue my education. Dad got angry, then accidentally splashed his hot coffee on my back. Maybe only now the outer skin is peeled off,” said Amora without any intention of covering up what had happened to her.

“Why did you tell me all this? I don't even care,” Bern said still looking at the wounds on Amora's back. It looks like a carving. The difference is this carving does not look beautiful, but shows misery.

Amora smile. He took the shirt off his neck, tidied his hair, then turned back to face. While smiling, Amora tells Bern why she told her life story.

“Young Master, I don't know what the fate of my life will be like in this house. I could have died here. So before that happens, I want to share this meaningless story of my life with the person who will probably be the last person I will meet. It has nothing to do with it, but I would love for someone to know that I can endure whatever pain the torment of my loved ones. My father and three older brothers are the most precious treasures I have, and the affection I have is still a thousand times greater than all the wounds on my back. Really,” said Amora with teary eyes.

How can there be such a fool in the world? What is the point of Amora loving a family that never appreciates her feelings? Basic is useless.

“You and your family are just as disgusting. Don't say anything else, my ears hurt hearing your story!” bern then stood up.

“Young Master ….

Bern, who was about to walk away, paid no attention to Amora's call. I don't know, his mind said to let this girl stay. Not because he heard the story, but more to not be able to dismiss the appearance of the mother's face in his eyes. He's weak for this.

Young Master didn't ask me to leave, does that mean I'm allowed to stay at his house?

Amora immediately stood up then slowly followed Bern who was walking towards the stairs. He then gulped as the monstrous man stopped stepping right on the first rung of the stairs.

“You better not make a scene here. But your eyes and your ears to what you see and hear in this house. Understand?”

“Paham, Young Master.”

Amora breathed a sigh of relief. “Huft, it feels like negotiating with the angel of death. How horrible!”

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