Revenge Blanketed Passion

CHAPTERS 80. APPROACHING THE WEDDING

Jaysen's whole life never believed in the name of love and unfortunately again until now he still has not managed to get it. The only thing he learned about relationships with other people is that as long as there is money, everything will be fine. No need to bother with all sorts of feelings. After all, all the girls who approached him were always only interested in his possessions and power.

 Including Eleanor. But Jaysen is not stupid to not understand that Eleanor only needs the treasures and relationships of Wisesa are broad so that her profession as a model can be more uphill smoothly. That is why for almost two years he was in contact with Eleanor, the man never involved feelings. But this time it was different.

 Let alone imagining, just thinking that the girl will feel pain in the tattoo has made Jaysen's chest hurt.

“Jay? Heye? Why shut up?” call Emily.

“I just can't! I don't allow.” he replied.

“Ya?” Emily was disappointed by the blind man's refusal.

 Jaysen pulled Emily into his arms. He stroked the girl's hair and looked down. Then she kissed Emily's shoulder and nape. Drown his face there and breathe deeply into his favorite buga scent. “No can! I don't want you to get to Ele's pain. Forget about it okay?” jaysen tried to resist the girl's wishes.

“But why?” asked Emily to pucker her mouth.

“Because I don't like.” replied Jaysen briefly.

“Why not like? Why don't you like it when I'm in pain Jay? Don't you hate me?”

“I---” again Jaysen was speechless. The man was confused as to what to answer. She always wanted to be around Emily.

Being far away for too long with him made Jaysen very uneasy. I don't know since when the girl's existence means so much to him. You could say that Jaysen is afraid of losing. “Aku--ak--aku---” Jaysen has no idea where this powerful protective instinct comes from. Probably because of their togetherness over the past few months.

So he started to have this feeling. One thing Jaysen understands is to imagine Emily being hurt by making something inside her bubble. It was as if a crazy monster was about to escape and was about to go berserk. ‘I why is it? Though I have repeatedly hurt him.’ whispered Jaysen very softly barely heard.

Slowly he grabbed Emily's left hand and stroked the girl's wrist and kissed her, “Does it still hurt?” tanyakanya. There was a clear sounding tone of worry.

“No coking!” Emily shakes. “Sometimes still like pain. Especially if someone grips it as firmly as mother did at that time.”

There was a crackling sound from Jaysen's jaw that clenched strongly after hearing Emily's words. The monster inside him was angry that someone was hurting his girl. “Jay, tight! I'm not a squishy, Jay! Don't hug me too hard.” grumbled Emily while banging the man.

“Sorry.” says Jaysen stretches his arms.

“What?” Emily couldn't believe hearing the man apologize. No answer from Jaysen made Emily wonder.

‘Did I hear wrong? Jaysen Avshallom Wisesa said sorry? Looks like I'm fantasizing too much.’ mummy back drown the face of the field Jaysen. He could only quietly sigh deeply.

“Where?” jaysen suddenly asked.

“What? I don't understand Jay.”

“So can I make a tattoo?” ask Emily who is smiling.

“Not yet I decided.” said Jaysen. Emily immediately put on a pouting face and broke down.

This time he sleeps on Jaysen's back. The man hugged Emily from behind, Jaysen slid her face on the girl's left shoulder. He grabbed and held Emily's hand. Jaysen's thumb rubbed him gently. “Here it is.” the whisper makes Emily feel amused by the warm bursts of her breath. “Create his crescent moon tattoo with an arrow here. Small only so as not to flashy.”

“So, is it okay?” asked Emily to open her eyes.

“Do you want it so badly?” jaysen's hand stroking Emily's stomach made the girl nervous. With a breath of breath he replied, “I want.”

“But there are conditions dear.” said Jaysen who did not want to give permission that easy.

“What else? Why is there always a condition that I have a request?” ask Emily to grunt.

Jaysen smilingly lifted EMily's body and turned it over. Sekarnag girl facing him, “His condition is not strange. Take it easy, dear.”

“What are the terms?” ask Emily. “Fuuuhhh! Always say so but----” the girl pouted back and pursed her lips.

“There should be a letter J on your tattoo later.” replied Jaysen smiling meaningfully.

“Why?” asked Emily astonished not to realize that now Jaysen is unbuttoning his pajamas one by one. The man slipped his hands behind Emily's back and unbuttoned the bra she was wearing, “And my dynamo has no J at all?” said Emily.

“that was my initials, dear.” replied Jaysen who shrewdly smeared the girl's pajamas and pants.

So without realizing Emily is in a state of innocence. “that means you are mine. Jaysen's, honey. And just be mine forever.”

Emily screamed in shock when she realized her bottom was now wearing nothing. But he realized too late and reacted because Jaysen immediately opened the width of both legs. Then he drowned his head between the legs of the girl. Emily suddenly looked up to hold back the favor as Jaysen's tongue sipped inside. His breathing was puffed up and both his eyes were widened. Every touch of the man gave an electric shock all over his body.

“Akh! Jaysen! Akh!” his sigh squirmed helplessly. Especially when Jaysen has touched both of Emily's assets while squeezing them. It was as if the two hills were nothing like toys. “Akh! Jaysen!” Emily nodded again.

Jaysen just smiled in the middle of his busy life. Emily's resigned voice in pleasure makes the blind man more eager to explore, determined to deliver the girl to the peak of pleasure. “Akh! Jay's! Akhs! Akh!”

Just like the previous nights, the spacious and dimly lit room was again filled with sighs and moans of pleasure. Today is the third day before their wedding. On the same day at the Malachi family's residence. Naura Malachi was sitting alone in the front room agitated.

 Many times he glanced at the phone in his hand and many times he sighed heavily because the flat object was still the same, remained silent and there was no sound. “Why is he so long? Is it this night? Is everything okay?” he complains with an anxious face. He did not feel at home just sitting, finally he stood up and walked back and forth in the front room.

 Every now and then the woman glanced at the wall clock that showed it was already nine p.m. It's been a long time since her husband Titus Malachi said goodbye to Avshallom. “Did he manage to meet the Polish man? The news I heard, the man had no heart and was very cruel. Even he did not hesitate to finish off his opponent.” muttered Naura.