Mr Dark Desires. Possessives

Do You Agree?

If there is someone who must be eliminated from this room for Ayana to gain freedom, then that person is Juan.

 

After Ayana was with Carlos for a while, the girl had already begun to understand Carlos's pattern of behavior when she was too drunk to be conscious in the morning.

 

The man would not wake up until the sun was over his head and unless the noise was so intense Carlos would remain asleep like that.

 

Therefore, the real threat came from John.

 

If Ayana can get rid of this man, then the possibility of escaping from this place or from her black organization, will open up more widely.

 

That's assuming that Ayana can get out and get away from this city alive after killing Juan. But, can Ayana do it? Can he pull the trigger and end this man's life before him?

 

On the other hand, Juan looks increasingly drawn to Ayana as she sees how the girl, with trembling hands, is pointing a gun at her.

 

Although Juan could see the fear emanating from him, he could also see the determination to survive in both eyes.

 

“Hm?” Juan looked calm. “So you're thinking of ending my life over Carlos?” he raised next to his eyebrows and in doing so, this man looked even more dangerous. He was not intimidated by Ayana at all.

 

“You said this was my chance to escape,” Ayana said in a trembling voice, but her eyes looked straight at Juan.

 

“Interesting,” Juan muttered and approached, he then attached the muzzle of the gun to his chest. “Then, what are you waiting for?” tanyakanya.

 

Ayana gasped at what Juan said.

 

He challenged him to shoot him? Was he not afraid of death?

 

“I told you, didn't I? Don't hesitate.” Juan said with a cold voice. “You think you can get out of this room alive after you point a gun at me?”

 

And with that, Ayana closed her eyes and pulled the trigger from the gun. I don't know what she's thinking or what's going through her mind, but Ayana just wants to put an end to all of this right away.

 

However, the horrors that had come to his mind did not really happen and Juan was not sprawled on the floor covered in blood. The man was still standing before her while looking at her with eyes that were difficult for Ayana to describe.

 

Is that anger?

 

A fascination?

 

The frustration?

 

I don't know.but, one thing is certain that Ayana knows at this time; the gun that Juan gave her was not a bullet. That was the only reason why he still looked so perfect even after Ayana pulled the trigger.

 

“You really have the guts,” muttered Juan who then took his gun from the hand of Ayana who was still shaking. “You really think I'm gonna give you a bullet gun?”

 

Of course Juan would never do that. He would never harm himself by risking his life like before.

 

“You do have guts, but it's too impulsive and stupid to believe my words.” Juan placed the black gun on the table and approached Ayana. The girl's face was pale, as if blood had stopped flowing within her veins.

 

“You're gonna kill me?” ayan asked with a trembling voice.

 

 

Ayana was slightly grateful with the gesture, but it simply could not stop the trembling in her body.

 

“What do you want from me?” ayan asked in a low voice. He could not distract him from Juan, as if the man would kill him instantly if he were to let his guard down just a little.

 

Juan turned his head and looked at Carlos who was still asleep and turned his attention back to Ayana.

 

“Looks like you,” Juan said and Ayana widened her eyes, gasping at what she heard.

 

“Likes me?” Ayana repeated those words, not even she herself believed what she heard.

 

Why do Juan and Dalia say Carlos likes it and Ayana doesn't feel it at all? How can someone torture someone they like? Have they both lost the definition of the word ‘suka’?

 

However, as if to answer a question that was not thrown in Ayana's mind, Juan again said.

 

“Yes, she likes you.” This time he said more forcefully.

 

“She tormented me,” Ayana said with a slice. He did not understand why they could come to such a conclusion? “He won't torture me if he likes me.”

 

“I'm torturing something I love.” Juan shrugged his shoulders in a nonchalant manner and chuckled looking at the expression of disbelief that flashed across Ayana's face. “Why?” tanyakanya.

 

“How can you torture something you like?” ayan asked in disbelief.

 

“Because ‘suka’ is not the same as ‘cinta’.” Juan laughed this time. “Have you ever heard someone say; if you like flowers, then you will pick them, but if you love them, then you will take care of them.”

 

Ayana. Of course he had heard the term, but somehow when Juan said it, the interpretation of the beautiful sentence sounded more sinister?

 

“If you like something, then you will ruin it.” Juan drew the conclusion from the sentence he had just said. “The same thing applies to people like us.”

 

Ayana bit her lips to hold back the tears that were about to flow down her cheeks. “What do you want me to do?” ayana asked through her tightly clenched teeth.

 

“So, you've no intention to kill him?” Juan asked in a seductive and scornful tone.

 

“I will kill him when I already have a plan what I will do after.” Ayana gritted her molars. I don't know where this unstoppable anger came from, but right now, instead of fear, hatred is seeping within him like a parasite. “And so are you.”

 

“Interesting,” Juan smiling. He liked the anger that was seen in both of these girls eyes rather than the look of fear and despair that emanated from him just a moment ago. “I want you to report what he did or who he met.”

 

“What?” Ayana frowned in confusion. Is Carlos not Juan's best friend? Does Juan suspect anything from Carlos? “You want me to peck on Carlos?”

 

“Not really,” Juan said lightly as he rubbed Ayana's cheek gently. “I just want you to report to me what you saw and heard. Do you agree?”

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