Love Story: Gabrielle and Eleanor

Deciding To Be Responsible

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Bern sat on the edge of the bed looking at Amora's open shoulder. Just when Bern woke up, he was shocked to find his innocent body was hugging the body of Amora who was also not wearing anything. Shock, that's for sure. Bern then silently thought about what he had done until a release of control like this.

I don't remember eating anything in the hospital. It is impossible to swallow food or drink that has been mixed with stimulants. But if it wasn't for that then why would I fuck Amora? Nope-no. There must be something wrong here.

Eugghhhhh

A slow whimper blew away Bern's dreamy mind. And a little while later, Bern's eyes were fixed on Amora's eyes which had just opened. Both are silent, both are locked tightly to each other's mouths.

“I will take responsibility for what I did last night,” Bern said abruptly. His actions have been very late, so inevitably Bern must be willing to take responsibility for having taken away the sanctity of Amora. Bern was not that cruel to escape from his actions. He was not taught to be a bad guy.

Amora only smiled faintly hearing Bern's words. While pulling a blanket to cover her upper body, Amora codes for Bern to get her some water to drink. After that Amora frowned, feeling uncomfortable with the pain that appeared in the area below. “Young Master, I this is already yours completely. So you don't have to feel guilty or want to take responsibility for what happened to us last night. Besides .. I also enjoyed it a lot. Thank you for treating me so gently.”

Stunned.

“But I never bought you.”

“Forget it whether you have bought me or not. Obviously I belong to you. It is up to you to do what, I accept and promise not to bring up.”

This time there were no urges or strange feelings that prompted Bern to embrace Amora. His heart felt like it was being sliced apart seeing the submission in this girl. Stroking her hair, Bern spoke in a very soft tone of voice as if this Amora was his lover.

“Stay in this house so that I can carry out my responsibilities properly. Regardless of how you get to my house, I make sure you won't starve and have nowhere to stay until your own father comes to pick you up. So consider this house like your own home. Okay?”

“Really?”

“Emmm.”

Amora raises her face. He then smiled sweetly as Bern looked at him. “You are very kind, Young Master. I am happy because from today I no longer need to worry about where to stay anymore. Thank you.”

“Sama-sama.”

Bern may not have realized that the person who had made him lose control was Karl. However, here Karl seems to be less predictive of the depth of Bern's heart which turned out to be knocked by the resignation of Amora. Karl must have never expected that Bern would be this easy to express his responsibility to the girl who was deliberately prepared by Karl to destroy his life. And hopefully Karl will never know this because the consequences will be very fatal for Amora.

“Young Master, what time is it now?” ask Amora. He remembered his work to prepare breakfast.

“Day is still very early. You better rest,” replied Bern. “And Amora. From now on, speak the usual language. Don't build distance between us.”

Bern untied his embrace then gently held Amora's shoulder. In his face the pale face of this girl before Bern explained the meaning of his speech. “Didn't I tell you that I'm going to take responsibility for your life? So I want you to talk like a normal person when you're talking to me. It's okay, I made this decision. You don't have to feel bad for me.”

“But, Young Master. I ….

“Amora?”

“Ya?”

“I don't like people who argue.Just obey what I say and then live your life quietly with me. Okay?”

Whether to feel overwhelmed or even panicked, Amora did not know how to behave now. And she could only give up when Bern lifted her body and took her into the bathroom. Perhaps for others it is a very shameful thing to let our innocent bodies be seen by a person who is not the husband himself. But that doesn't apply to Amora. I don't have to know how to explain it. What is certain is that Amora no longer feels shame even though Bern is now soaping her back.

“Young Master, I ….

“Ekhmmm.”

Amora keki's. It felt really awkward to have to call his name Bern without any frills young master in front of him. But because Amora did not want to be considered as a girl who did not know herself, she repeated her words again by changing the name of the young master to Bern.

“B-Bern, I-I want to ask permission to serve your needs when going to the office. Sorry if this is presumptuous. But Father has told me that I can be of use to you. What can?” ask Amora very carefully.

“You can make breakfast?” sahut Bern asked. “In the morning I was not used to eating rice or porridge. I prefer breakfast salad and toast, not every day. Can you do it?”

“Of course I can, Bern. When I was living at my father's house, I was with my aunt, the waiter who prepared breakfast for my family every morning. And of course I know exactly what kind of breakfast you want,” Amora replied with great enthusiasm.

Bern smile. It turned out that Amora was the jolly type of girl. Bern remembered his sister. Did he just meet them so that Amora would not feel too lonely at home alone? And Bern believes Flow can definitely keep Amora's whereabouts a secret from both their parents.

“Later noon there will be a beautiful girl coming to this house. Greet and invite the girl to play. His age is on par with mine, but he's a little mentally retarded. That girl is not crazy. His attitude and behavior are just like a child. Do you mind meeting him?” bern asked while dousing the soap foam with water. His eyes narrowed and found many scars on Amora's back. So mean.

“I don't mind at all. But who's that girl, Bern? Should I make a special meal or snack for him?” amora answered with pleasure to answer Bern's question.

“That girl is my youngest sister. Called Flowrence. You can call him Flow,” said Bern told me his sister's nickname. “She's a noisy girl and can't be quiet. Be patient.”

Amora obediently nodded. He then gasped in shock as Bern suddenly hugged him from behind.

“B-Bern, why are you?”

“I like obedient girls like you. Keep going like this so I don't get bored,”

“B-okay.”

“Come out. You can catch a cold if you do not immediately wear clothes,” said Bern invites Amora out of the bathroom.

What's wrong with me? Why is Amora doing this in my heart? Could I have fallen in love with him?

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