Shackles Love Men Pay

CHAPTER 20

Inside the returning room reminded Kanaya of the incident three weeks ago. Ibra was so relaxed as if she had a plan to sleep together for a long time.

The woman even looked at Ibra without daring, how Ibra sat down and contacted someone there made Kanaya afraid.

"The most comfortable and you understand, but don't just die if you don't want to die, Gavin!!"

He threatened people again, Kanaya had shrunk first even though he had only been in a hotel room for about 10 minutes.

The man seemed to be very busy, why did he contact so many, Kanaya thought a little surprised but all was so.

Kanaya quickly looked away when caught looking at Ibra. Whether amazed, sad or why to Kanaya so comfortable to see the handsome face that was injured.

"Why? You need anything, Kanaya?" ibra asked curiously, because Kanaya's eyes seemed to hold a million questions, and she really adjusted what Kanaya was thinking.

"No, you go home .. I want to rest."

Kanaya said that weakly, as soon as Ibra's expression changed. The man frowned and felt Kanaya shooing him away blatantly.

"What's? You're asking me to come home?" ibra asked as if trying to make sure if he had heard wrong.

"L-yes, you need a break too." Kanaya was suddenly nervous when Ibra now moved and actually approached her.

"Ck, I paid for a bed that big enough to be expensive, and you asked me to go home, Kanaya? How sadistic."

The man pointed at the bed that was indeed quite spacious, and once he thought he had paid but was not used.

"I'll change your money later."

Damn it, it turned out that behind this gentle and unpredictable attitude, Ibra was an ordinary wild stingy, Kanaya thought suddenly.

"Not that problem, the bed is enough for both, even you can still move freely there, completely redundant, Kanaya."

Only this time someone like Ibra he found, could-cann't go home and sleep in his house just because the redundant bed there is not occupied for both.

In fact, to be honest right now he needs a comfortable rest without fear of interference will happen crazy things like those in his mind. Kanaya held the nape of her neck, the tangent had to say what.

"I'm sleeping here too, tired, Nay."

Indeed, Kanaya could see how tired Ibra was. The man had already dropped his body onto the bed with the arm he used to close his eyes.

"Huft, he doesn't understand my thoughts at all."

Inner Kanaya spoke, looking at the upset Ibra who was so relaxed to lay down her tall body. He wanted to be kicked out again, but was afraid if Ibra's anger at the woman Kanaya had felt too.

"Turn off the lights" Ibra said in a sleepy voice, for whatever reason why this man felt that they were not wrong to go back to sleep in the same bed.

"See, I'm gonna wash my face."

"Hm, don't be long .. I'm sleepy," said Ibra again, what he felt was really so, indeed, Kanaya just sighed softly with Ibra's attitude which is why it was getting different from the beginning of the meeting.

Kanaya looked at her face now in front of the glass, bruised and her lips looking swollen. His eyes still looked puffy, and indeed this was the most real suffering in Kanaya after a long time being the younger brother of Adrian.

"Why are you, Nay? Papa forgive Kanaya."

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Finished with what he expected, Kanaya now returned and looked at Ibra who seemed to have been sleeping since. The woman hesitated to sleep in the same place as Ibra.

If it happened before, believe me it was only because he was not aware at all. Now different, Kanaya is in a conscious state and even to close her eyes in this room alone she is terrified beyond measure.

The woman bit her lower lip, confused about what to do and this kind of atmosphere was very embarrassing. Why could Ibra be that relaxed, while he just remembered it felt powerless.

There was no other choice, there was a sofa that Kanaya could make as her final solution. The woman slowly walked up to pick up a pillow and slept in a different place to Ibra.

Hopefully Ibra is unconscious and asleep, he thought trying to calm down before taking action.

It was very scared, like trying to pick something up near a sleeping baby. Kanaya is very careful now.

"Huft, it's finally working out too."

As quickly as possible Kanaya ran towards the sofa, truly the strangest moment of her life.

"Back, Kanaya ... sleep beside me."

Glug

Kanaya turned her head and found Ibra still loyal to the position as before. He really did not sleep or how, Kanaya thought in wonder.

"Kanaya!! You deaf?" Ibra now woke up, staring intently at Kanaya who was standing not far from him, hugging a pillow in her chest.

"You haven't slept?" kanaya asked nervously, how frightening this human was, Kanaya thought.

"Don't switch the conversation, come back before I get angry, Nay," she said softly, Kanaya couldn't resist, she stepped gently back into bed.

Climb the bed slowly, and Ibra's eyes remain sharp. Kanaya felt like she was being forced into this.

"Sleep, I know you're tired." Ibra spoke like a command but sounded soothing in Kanaya's ears.

"I won't do anything to you, my body hurts all too."

Sontak Kanaya glared as soon as she heard Ibra's plain speech, the insolent basis, Kanaya's inner sigh.

"Why? Wrong?"

"No, it's sleeping."

"Hm." The mainstay's answer, the man again laid down his body, facing Kanaya who was now behind him.

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