
The girl was still on her knees, her back was bruised and began to drain fresh blood that pierced through the complexion of the clothes she was wearing.
Her tears shed, and kept asking to stop, her face puffy and reddish marks still visible on the tip of her lips.
"Sean, enough...
Sick.." His cry begged the man who was punishing her.
"I told you, didn't I? I don't like being violated! You disobeyed me and must be punished!" sean replied with anger at the girl.
He pulled the hand of the girl who was crying sobbing, the poor girl's steps were dragged and limped following the steps of the man who became his lover.
"I'm sorry...
I'm wrong! I promise I won't repeat it again!" her tears were sobbing that could only beg for mercy.
...
The deg!
The man woke up, he had a nightmare, a dream in which he was punishing and made the fragile little body almost destroyed.
"Ainsley's...
Sorry, I was wrong...
I'm sorry.." he muttered while holding his hair in frustration.
He found nothing since he woke up two years later he was looking for the whereabouts of the girl.
Again and again but there was no news at all, the man also experienced severe insomnia and always used sleeping pills in order to rest.
"I'm wrong...
I'm sorry, I can't protect you...
I hurt you...
Please, come back." murmured while curling his body, he always felt guilty.
Guilt is the punishment he has given, guilt because he felt he could not protect his girl.
"Where are you?
I miss you.." she continued while staring at the screen of her cellphone which contained the beautiful girl who was smiling.
The feeling he described the most at this time was the feeling of longing, compared to the guilt of his longing was also greater.
He felt like he lost everything, and continued to try to build hope about a life that did not even know where or even that life now no longer exists.
The man became even colder and quieter, giving off an aura that could suppress anyone to the point of making it extremely difficult to approach.
......................
Zinchanko Mansion.
Prangs!
A dropped vase with a pearl bead containing the flowers of Juliet rose.
The sharp eyes of the man squinted towards the servant who dropped the vase containing the flower.
"Pardon me sir.." said his fear and trembling, the atmosphere of the mansion that had been gripping now in recent years increasingly terrible like a den of demons.
"Take him into the basement and cut off his hands!" richard orders coldly on Liam.
"Master wouldn't it be better to lighten her up again?" liam asked doubtfully persuading his master.
"Do you think this is a minor mistake?!" richard answered by bluffing his teeth.
"He's...
Liking the flower, she also loves her vase and has seen it for a few minutes! If he comes back and the vase is destroyed, don't you think he'll be sad?" continue Richard while looking at Liam.
"Bring him in" orders Liam who knows if anything related to 'He' is absolute.
He did not even dare to say if it was possible that his master wished on an empty shell, since there was no news at all about the girl.
An increasingly cold and cruel attitude, even just a little mistake will trigger the anger of the handsome man so that it can be very cruel.
......................
Meanwhile.
The Palacio Real de Madrid.
The girl linked her fingers, the palace was still a palace that was like a fairy tale country even more impressive than what was imagined in her mind.
"Don't be nervous, you'll have Mamah" said one woman to calm the girl down.
He nodded, although he did not want to go there but the woman he once considered as his mother asked him to come.
And it was definitely for his recognition and wanted to do the identity removal. Of course with the power that is still in the possession of his adoptive mother who is one of the nobles in the place.
"Mahs...
I want to go home." she said softly while pulling the mother's dress.
The woman sighed, but she complied with the girl's request.
...
He woke up one year ago with a limb and knew nothing, his name, age and all his identity.
Then he was told if he was in a critical condition and in a coma for two years, since he opened his eyes a woman who looked soft and beautiful was greeting him.
Caring for her and claiming to be her mother, however 7 was not after her treatment and her condition returned to normal the woman claimed for what she did and happened two years ago.
A truck car that had just hit another car and to avoid it he drove recklessly to where the woman who took care of him drove the car and tried to avoid it until accidentally hit him.
At first he was surprised but slowly began to accept her, the woman who had the full name Clarinda Dulsinia who at first he thought was really his mother began to tell him.
All of her even her identity and also how her circumstances were the last one that should her be on the plane.
He was also told if he was a famous piano player but for some reason at this time he could not even hear the sound, he said, every time classical music is played with a piano instrument it will start to panic and fidget.
A feeling of fear that haunts her and makes her experience a panic attack.
Of course he felt that, because the piano is not a hobby or his favorite, it is a necessity and talent that Fanny created for him, for him, if he refuses or plays not as desired he will get a penalty.
The fear and trauma left behind did not go away even though his memory was erased.
Even about her pregnancy that she doesn't remember.
"May? What if I was the problem first? Isn't that gonna be a big deal, huh?" ask her who is still confused because the woman told her that she was the one who hit her and caused a fatal accident.
"The color I don't want to feel guilty, after all, now don't I have one more child?" clarinda said with a smile.
When he hit the girl he was still busy and very in a bad condition.
Her husband and son who died simultaneously in a ship accident, of course, made her hit.
Since he married he no longer holds any job, because he married a man who loved and spoiled him, had one son who loved him but was also naughty. Happiness suddenly disappears.
And when the girl he hit doesn't remember anything, he plans to take care of her until she recovers and says her, but because he who missed the family atmosphere after his husband and son died suddenly he cheated by saying if he was the mother of the girl.
However, guilt continues to haunt her and make her tell the truth. Whatever the risk to her is better than the girl knows herself later.
"You miss your family?" ask Clarinda carefully.
"Hindu? I don't know either." replied the girl softly.
When Clarinda first gave the original parents a photo, she felt tightness in her chest, uneasy and worried, then...
A feeling of wanting to dodge and being scared!
That's what he felt, to make him still want to be in his adoptive mother. But Clarinda also said the girl's biological parents still haven't registered her death after being missing for three years.
"If I had stayed alive as Calesta Queta instead of Ainsley Setya Belen could have been? Mom still wants to accept me, right?" ask her again.
"Of course, if you want to go back to being Ainsley you can get her, or if you want Ainsley to disappear and remain Calesta you can too" she said softly.
The girl was silent, she started to wander and hugged the woman, a hug that felt warm and made her comfortable.
"What a fuck, do I have to make you Princess Calesta?" asked the woman smiling as she gently stroked the girl's back.
......................
Zinchanko Mansion.
"He's the mouse that ran away??" richard asked Liam when he saw a picture of someone he had to kill.
"True sir," Liam replied while pointing out the person who managed to escape.
The deg!
His throats wanted to be stopped, his eyes were rounded staring at the photo that was far from the person he was after.
Ainsley's?
His mind stared at the woman who looked like she was smiling.
"It was in Spain, wasn't it?" ask her again.
"Right sir," Liam replied immediately.
"Build this photo, and make it in good quality!" his orders immediately while pointing at the picture of the smiling girl who was accidentally followed by a portrait from afar.
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Aeropuerto de Barcelona - El Prat
Sean had just got off the plane he was using and arrived at Spain's international airport.
Actually he did not want to go far, but Secretary Jhon persuaded him to take the business trip.
He smiled bitterly at the atmosphere.
You used to want to come here, right?
Three years ago you were gonna run away here...
We used to make promises to go to the Alhambra palace for honeymoon trips...
My mind is fucked again...
Sean breathed heavily, everything he did and he saw only made his mind up with the girl he loved.