The Brutal Young Master's Servant

Chapters 15.

Feet seemed to feel limp, the reality that he had just heard seemed to stab to the heart, if he was not curious about a woman similar to his mother, if he was not curious, maybe he won't know this sick thing.

"Then Who are my parents...". The heart seemed to be squeezed, until the tears could not bear, Alesya cried.

All the reasons that have happened to him so far is because he was born from the womb of Clara Florence who was not her birth mother.

Alesya smiled bitterly, every humiliation and harsh treatment she had received even lost her precious purity, for the sake of attaching to the hatred she should not have received, Alesya still remembered all that.

Asher you're a damned human being, don't you investigate her, Alesya clenched her palm tightly.

And the look in Alesya's eyes grew sharper as the netra stared where Asher was. "You.." Alesya glared sharply, there was no fear in him anymore of the Tyrannical Man, not even to think of his family.

It's only fitting that all this time, his father never ends or asks the news, because the truth is that Alesya is not important to him, He's just a collected Son.

"I heard everything you said with Clara..". There was not even a Mother for the Woman, for 10 years, the rough treatment often he could only his father Edmond who treated Alesya so well.

"Then..". Asher replied flatly to that angry look, as if he did not care but a speck of guilt was there, but an apology would never come out of his mouth.

"Then, you said..!". Alesya stepped forward, as if ready to go to the Lion who would pounce and tear himself apart. "You savage, bastard, no conscience..?". Alesya hit the chest of the field hard, venting out all the anger she felt.

" You're satisfied..". Asher raised both hands Alesya up, looking at the beautiful face up close, The woman he always despised, it was not true.

All his presuppositions so far, were wrong.

This woman was so innocent, when she first touched him, ripping off the membrane of da-ra, with her missile.

"No, before I kill you..".The look in his eyes was so grim and hateful, that Asher gave Alesya a weapon.

" Kill Alesya...!!". Asher deliberately walked backwards giving distance to Alesya, Meanwhile Alesya's hand shook while holding the firearm, He did indeed want the Man to die, but not with his hand.

Asher was silent, When the weapon was pointed at him, What Alesya dared to kill him, we will see, how much his hatred towards Asher.

Tears continued to flow, in the memory so clear every rough treatment he experienced, every insult word that he always swallowed because he became a descendant of a Clara and turned out not to be his biological mother

Then the disappointed look he got from Revan, increased again the loss of sanctity he kept driving him crazy, then where he went back.

There's none.

Alesya smiled bitterly, at the sight of the firearm he was still holding, changing with Asher's face still cold, not even an apology came out of his rotten mouth.

"What are you doing..!!!" Asher ran as the man turned around.

...Dorr...

Too late, life without certainty makes him choose death, the bullet is already lodged in Alesya's body.

Alesya immediately fell with blood that began to pollute the floor, he hoped that the bullet hit the vi-tal organ, which would quickly take his life from the body.

"Alesya you're crazy.." . Asher immediately brought Alesya quickly to be taken to the hospital, Asher did not think that Alesya would go crazy by hurting himself.

Antonio heard gunshots as well as the rest of the house, The man rushed up, and just as he saw his Master holding Alesya. Antonio quickly readied the car, turned around and ran down the stairs.

"Hurry up, Antonio..". Alesya's body was cold blood was so much dirty on the floor of the car and also Asher's clothes.

"Hold on..".Asher continued to hug the body with that pale face, Alesya was still conscious when she saw Asher's worried face. The woman smiled bitterly.

"Let--I---die..". With a very weak voice, Alesya said that, he did not expect another life to live, let death bring him, no one expected or wanted himself.

"No...". Asher shook his head quickly, he gently rubbed the already cold face. " I'm not gonna let you die, you're gonna have to live by my side for as long as you can.." There was no reply from Alesya, The woman lost her consciousness.

"Antonio hurry up...!!!.". Asher was getting riled up, Alesya's body was getting colder, what else the eyes of this Woman were already closed, he was afraid that Alesya would not survive.

When he arrived at Alesya's hospital, he immediately handled "Congratulations to him.." Asher gives Alesya's body to the doctor, that second Alesya also directly in surgery.

Antonio saw his Master pensive, The man no longer panicked like that, inclined to be silent. His gaze was fixed on the bloodstains in the hands of "Antonio I want my woman to be safe.!." Antonio nodded in understanding, he would ask the hospital for the best treatment.

"Antonio, will Alesya survive.??." Asher looked at his assistant with a pushy look, maybe he would lose Alesya after this.

Because the woman chose death over killing her, but she was only bluffing. Asher was sure Alesya would not dare to kill him.

There was regret that Antonio saw from the face of his Master, even he continued to see the Watch because it had been 2 hours of operation has not been completed, he saw the nurse looks out and in while carrying a blood bag.

Get ready for the worst case scenario, Author will take Alesya away, and Novel is created by End.

"I won't let you die, Alesya you must accompany me for the rest of your life..!!" Asher monologues himself.he continues to stare at the operating room there is no sign of being finished.

"Master, you must change your clothes..!". The man gave a change of suit to his Master, Asher, to the bathroom to wash himself, wash his face and hands covered in dried blood.

He looked at his reflection in the mirror, there was a sense that he could not explain, and felt unbearable to see Alesya's condition like this.

There was never anyone, who tickled his heart like this, what else was the reality he just knew, the true origin of Alesya.

'Alesya you made me crazy.'.

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