The 9th Consort the Ruler

Chapter 28

Brugh

Brugh

A strapping woman lifts a kick at Jason's open waist, Jason grimaces trying to hide a look of pain. Jason tried to retaliate, but swiftly the woman dodged.

Shets

The woman attacks Jason's leg and makes the man's defense collapse, but before he actually falls Jason pulls Jane's arm, until the two fall in a position to overlap.

"You! Release!" Jane thrashed in Jason's arms, but the man only smiled obliquely looking at Jane's face so close to him.

"Give me an answer, and I'll let you go" Jason whispered softly.

"What answer?! Quickly release!" Jane threw a glance around, she was afraid that other seniors would see her in this kind of position.

"Jane please, answer me."

"I can't" said Jane, shaking her head.

After a disappointed look, Jason released his hand that locked Jane's body, the woman moved from the top of Jason's body. Jason slowly got up, he walked away leaving Jane at the training ground, the woman with the hair in the back braid could only stare at Jason's passing back.

"I'm sorry" Jane muttered.

Jane immediately stood up, with a look on her face as if nothing had happened. He decided to clean himself, his body felt sticky after training.

Jane is one of the seniors trusted to be a coach there. She is a poor girl who bought Adam at a prostitution place when she was fourteen years old, she was sold by her own father for running out of money at a gambling place.

Jane doesn't know why Adam bought it back then, but she feels lucky to no longer have to serve depraved humans in such a filthy place. Jane trained in forging into a figure of a killing machine, she also hid the tight wounds that had been deeply cut in her soul.

Under a shower of cold water, Jane tried to retreat. Jason's expression of love for her the other day made her cheesy, a woman like him who could love, he just knew to waste it. In Jane's heart she had admired Jason for a long time, though she very rarely met him. But their meeting always had a chance for Jane, no matter what wind made Jason come and stay here long enough.

"Jane, hurry. So lelet!" A man knocked on the bathroom door hard.

Jane clucked, she's supposed to take a shower in her room. He finished his bath immediately. After putting on her clothes, Jane came out, staring intently at Zoro. No one knew his real name, it was a nickname for the long-haired man.

"Weak," murmured Zoro who was immediately greeted with Jane's arm that urged Zoro until the man's body hit the closed bathroom door.

Jane's eyes sharpened as if through Zoro's brain, Jane knows why the man said she was weak. Zoro must have seen how Jane fell in Jason's arms at the training ground.

"Heh, why? Are you offended? A killing machine that can fall in one pull a man is weak, laughable," Zoro said at length, Jane's jaw hardened at the man's words.

Jane's knees moved quickly giving the man a touch in the sensitive spot, Zoro grimaced holding the bird that had just gotten a great impact. Jane smiled, she backed away letting Zoro enjoy the pain.

"Bad to teach you!"

Jane just smiled obliquely, then Zoro died just like that.

"You're embarrassing Jane, losing to that loser!"

Jane ignored Zoro's swearing and ridicule. Jane feels today is enough to teach her a lesson, Jane experiences a quick drive to her room. A building separated from the training ground, in the mansion the seniors who trained White Clown's men could rest.

Jane threw her body on the bed with black sheets. Hearing Jane's heavy breathing, the woman saw a neatly framed old photo on the dresser.

Just one year younger than Jason, a bitter smile was on Jane's lips.

Doubt surrounds Jane's heart, she's not the woman Jason deserves. Despite the admiration that Jane had been tight in the recesses of her heart, Jane still rejected Jason. In addition to feeling inappropriate, Jane is also reluctant to be the man's runaway, everyone knows how Jason adores the woman named Anne.

....

"Master, Miss Laras is ready," said a middle-aged woman with a respectful bow.

"Hem" a short answer from Adam.

The white curtain slowly shifted, revealing a woman who had wrapped in a beautiful wedding dress, Adam stood looking at Laras who looked so beautiful. The woman subdued, hiding the hue of a face that was flushed red from blushing.

Adam shook his hand, everyone who was there understood and left the place. Make room for friends who admire each other. Adam's steps sounded heavy approaching towards Laras, the beautiful woman's eyes were fixed on the tip of Adam's shoes touching her dress.

Slowly the feet clad in shiny black shoes were walking around Laras, no words were spoken. Only Adam's admiration was heard from the ruler's lips.

"You are so beautiful, dear," whispered Adam from behind Laras' ear, the burly hand creeping in a circle at his slender waist.

Baras closed his eyes, feeling Adam's warm breath sweeping across his neck. One hand of Adam rose, flanked Laras chin and moved it left, now the two meet each other. I don't know who started now the two are fond of each other.

The barrel hit Adam's chest as the oxygen in his chest began to diminish. Adam removed the link of their lips, rubbing the lips of Laras wet because of his actions.