Shackles Love Men Pay

CHAPTER 15

"Who? Your boyfriend at the time?"

Kanaya was aghast in shock, the voice making her spontaneously stroke the chest. Gibran sat casually on the living room sofa while staring at the focus of the flat object in his hand.

Choosing not to care, Kanaya was too dizzy if she had to face the maniacal man as well. The destroyer and burden enhancer that makes him often trapped Khaira slander because his attitude is still stealing the opportunity to be able to talk to Kanaya.

"Ck, Kanaya!"

Feeling neglected, the man immediately ran after Kanaya's steps. Successfully get the wrist and smash it roughly.

"Don't look for it, you know what your wife is?"

Kanaya's eyes were still red, and she stared intently at Gibran with a million grudges there. It hurts so much, actually, just because Gibran's trivialities vent their heartache in this way to Kanaya.

"You cry again, Kanaya? Khaira's gone, it's just the two of us here."

Unsatisfied with grasping one wrist of Kanaya, now he just grasped both. Kanaya took a few steps back and looked worriedly at her half-sister's room door.

"You don't go crazy, Mom!! Let go of me."

The day had been pretty ruined, and now it's getting ruined if Gibran acts as he pleases. The grip of the man's hand is still the same, it seems that the thing that Gibran had demanded and did not deliver became the reason he was like this.

"Come, Kanaya ... I understand how long you're gonna be, we're living at home but you can only see me hugging your stepbrother." Pain indeed, Kanaya admitted that there was a sense of it, lying if she said no.

"Hows it? Hm? Sick huh?" gibran added pulling the corners of his lips, it was clear that the man was completely satisfied with what was happening to Kanaya at the moment.

"Curtain, disgusting! You're a prick."

Gibran's jaw hardened when he heard the words that escaped from Kanaya's lips. The man was inflamed so much and his eyes grew sharp at Kanaya. He wanted to destroy it since the first time he lived in a real house.

"Woah, how dare you? Is it because I have a man besides me, Kanaya? I'm not sure he's better than me. huft I'm curious, how you can get a man as rich as him," Gibran said, looking down at Kanaya, very, very dismissive.

"It's none of your business!" kanaya's jolt pushed Gibran's body until the man almost fell down because he was too careless and thought Kanaya would not fight back.

"Hahaha, it's still the same. You are fierce, Nay .. Your honor is still awake right? Who knows if you're selling cheap for a rich man."

Kanaya's chest was stunned, the air supply in this room was not enough to relieve her breathing. The speech was too painful and Gibran managed to make it weak with one accusation.

"Shut up!! You have no right to insult me, a real person like you shouldn't be living in my family." Kanaya said so casually, there was no burden at all and he was sure that this sentence he said was the most quality attack to knock Gibran down mentally.

"Your mouth needs me to teach you a lesson, Kanaya," he said, stifled with emotions that were now overflowing, his mind completely shaken by the insults from Kanaya's mouth.

Chances are good, while here there are only them, Gibran desperately vent his anger on Kanaya.

The man pushed Kanaya's body to form a wall, staring at Kanaya so sharply and without a second thought began to erode the distance to squeeze Kanaya.

"Lep-let me go, you son of a bitch!!"

Even with a standing position, but really Gibran seemed to be encouraged to do more on Kanaya. The man locked both of Kanaya's hands and his left hand began to pierce the area of her waist.

"Brengsheek basic!! You really are goru-gener yourself!!" kanaya's screams tried to break away, her screams quite loud hoping that someone would hear her.

"Bbbhh, motherfucker!! Stay away from me!!" kanaya shouted away to avoid the reach of Gibran's lips trying to get softness.

"Kanaya, just shut up and enjoy it, you'll love it." He was still trying despite the rebellion Kanaya had made him weak, until the man only realized a middle-aged woman came from the kitchen while carrying a broom.

"Non!!"

"Bi-bi please!!" kanaya shouted, which made Gibran unwilling to forcibly release Kanaya.

Death to him, Gibran was too confident that in this house there was no one else. The proof of Pure Bi was with them.

Caught wet, and now Kanaya passed leaving Gibran who was staring there. He had to act quickly, the old woman had to keep her mouth shut and not let Khaira know this.

"Pure Bi!!" Gibran approached the woman with his deathly gaze, of course, threatening the woman.

"Yes, sir," Murni replied nervously, as he still could not believe what he had seen.

"Shut your mouth if you want to survive, remember that."

Passing after threatening Murni in his way, do not try to mess around if you do not want to fate the same as his friend. A few days ago Gibran fired another worker and Khaira did not protest about it.

The current trust of this family is Gibran. They all believe in the perfection of a Gibran and there is not the slightest loophole that puts Gibran at risk if they do not see for themselves.

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The night began to come, along with the bright moonlight. Ibra stared at the watch on her left wrist. The man was ready with neat clothes that were so suitable to his posture.

The body that becomes the mainstay and the thing that makes women fall in love other than with a face that is almost perfect.

Although Kanaya has said many times not to come tonight, Ibra will still meet the dinner invitation that he has agreed.

"I'll finish tonight, Kanaya .. It would be better if you were mine" he said, pulling the corners of his lips, the night sky was not too dark, and Ibra liked to look at him.

Go alone, without Gavin who is usually beside him. Tonight, history will record the important things in Ibra's life.

In the end, he will do what he is responsible for. Before it's too late, and Ibra doesn't want to regret it for a second time in her life.

Dinner may later become a war, though Ibra is confused as to why Kanaya is so afraid to admit their mistakes.

"Daddy's Coming, My little boy."

Very radiant, even though his form is not even certain but Ibra treats it as if to meet a child who has been born. His chest pounded every time he remembered the words of the doctor who congratulated him, indeed Ibra was made to melt today.

TBC ⁇ ️