Sweet Stares to My Own CEO

CHAPTER 225

Keti wakes up in the morning when she feels dizzy. With a forced step he walked into the bathroom soaking his face. Warm water that touches the skin is good enough to provide comfort.

He then looked at himself dismin "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!" His screams when he saw bruises all over his neck.

Forgetting all his discomfort, he took off his clothes. His brain was somehow lost where he didn't find it stuck in his body, but he didn't have time to think about it. His gaze only focused on the bruises all over his upper body.

The bruise has a variety of sizes from large to small. But he could not stop his surprise when he found that there were many marks left on the surface of his skin.

A panic attack filled his mind as he recalled what had happened the night before.

"Damn it!!!!!" He grumbled when he found himself remembering only the piece where he fell on Deon's body.

"Conscious, sober!!!" Keti reminded herself to think clearly when her brain was in a deadlock to recall all the events she had experienced.

Long thought and he still did not remember anything he decided to contact Deon when he had finished cleaning himself.

Keti out of the bathroom is complete with his clothes when he glances at the entire room of his room. Everything was still in its place as before when he still consciously left it.

His books were still scattered on the table and all the furniture was still in place as it was. The only thing that was different was his bed that was already a mess. But it was not a strange thing because he had just woken up from there. Of course the bed will fall apart after being used for rest.

Keti walked grabbing her phone to call Deon when a short message became the first thing she found on her smartphone screen.

Expecting news from him?

Keti felt a strange feeling permeate her while reading the last sentence. But anyway because the feeling was too foreign he put it aside. He does not want to confuse such obscure things and chooses to return to the temporary problems he faces.

Keti darkened her eyes as her face grew grim and she walked to the dresser.

He looked at his dreadful neck where bruises were scattered forming an irregular pattern that looked terrifying.

Keti grew grim imagining what had happened to her. Was he abused while he slept? Or when he was drunk and seduced someone to make love to his country?

Keti frowned and covered her face with both hands as wild thoughts began to fill her. The holiness he had guarded with all his heart was now destroyed overnight just because he drank too much.

Who would do such a cruel thing to him? Is there an intruder? Keti shook her head when not a single suspect came to her mind.

After all that night he was with only three people who became drinking friends. Mia was certainly not the one who would do it.

Deon was an inexperienced single person so to do such a violent thing to him was the mustahi thing he had ever thought of. The poslos and innocent man will not have any experience of what else instincts for things as bad as he gets.