My wife Slave of Lust

Flashback 5

My movement was stifled when the two neutrals merged. Then, swinging a step, with the intention to explain about the scene he had witnessed a few minutes before. However, my steps came to a halt as he advanced his palm with the meaning of being unwilling if I approached him.

Ibra ... with a face increasingly covered with disappointment, it seems that it will no longer be able to open the heart or just tolerate the spirit. To my knowledge, the previous mistake was still wet in his heart, now coupled with a scene that should not be touched by both eyes.

Ah, the worse I am in his eyes. Without further permission, the clear crystal again touched both cheeks. Looking at Ibra who again swung a step inward with a face expression full of hatred, making my body can only droop weakly on a square-shaped paping arrangement.

Sorry me! That's my only regretful tweet.

Vazo swiftly approached me and was about to help me to get up. However, I no longer have the strength to just support the weight of the body. This bitterness and exhaustion has really succeeded in skinning my spirit.

I'm losing.

I'm shattered.

I'm no longer considered.

"You go home! I just want to be alone" I said without being able to express myself again. Just a puddle of injured water that is still at home wet the cheeks.

"But .. i-" Vazo could no longer continue his dialogue when my hand signaled to stop talking. Inevitably, he finally left the court of the mother's house, perhaps with a million equally bitter neglected feelings.

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My limbs stepped gontai along the edge of the road. The glare of the vehicle lights that pass as if no longer visible in the sense of sight. My world is blackened. It was as if there was no longer a beam of light that wanted to contribute its rays.

As my mind grew increasingly confused, I tried to cross the crowded highway of the vehicle without fear of death. To be more precise, I wanted to go ahead of destiny. However, just as my foot stepped on the second swing, I suddenly felt that a hand was holding me back very dexterously.

Of course I revolted, not wanting my plan to fail because of his kindness. Without turning my eyes towards the figure, I still insisted on moving forward. However, the sturdy hand did not want to remove the check from my left arm. Until finally, he pulled my body forcibly and made me tumble backwards, then landed perfectly on top of his body.

I looked up above this climb. The figure did not sound complaining at all. He even smiled fluffy when a pair of my netra collided with his. Did he consider this a romantic scene all his life?

A few seconds later, I started to wake up. I hit the chest of his field and moved from a position that I thought was not appropriate.

"Finally ..we can meet in unexpected conditions. You're too precious to die that way, Vida!" he said with a seductive grin.

I who really hated that look then looked up and wanted to leave it. But again, he clutched my wrist tightly. So that success makes me rotate the rotation of the view towards him with a sharp gaze as usual. The hateful gaze that I always displayed if I had to face the creature that Deyandra always called by the nickname 'Crazy Man'. This man is his boss.

She ... just smiled lightly, then dragged me forcibly into her car. "Baron, let me go!" I erred when my body had perfectly entered the seat beside his wheel. He did not heed my shirk which seemed to have succeeded in breaking the eardrum. Then, walk around the car and sit right next to me.

"Rather than dying in a terrible way, you better drown in a pool of pleasure," he said as he touched my chin at a glance, then drove forward the vehicle.

I, who can no longer escape, can only be dumbstruck in silence. Staring out the window with all the feelings that can no longer be described.

...POV LIANA ALVIDA...

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