The Cruel Young Master

Eps 47 Deceived and Deceived

Right now I don't know why Michele is being brave than ever. Usually he just bowed and was silent as the woman spoke. But now he looked arrogant by raising his chin as if a strong determination appeared to fight the woman.

For a long time he was just a slave to his man. Became a samsak when there was a quarrel with his father. His helplessness made the woman even more arbitrary and insolent towards him.

But now he was buried deep. No more torture or slavery. Now is the time for revenge on all.

"Oh, weak girl now you're getting braver to me huh?"

"What should I be afraid of? You're just a seductress to my father and my position is higher than yours." Michele answered loudly.

The woman smiled. "Does your father care about you?"

Michele laughed. "Can you replace my mother?"

"You are only my father's mistress and will forever be a mistress. Don't expect more. If my father defends you it's because he doesn't know what you've done to me. I know you just want to take his treasure. But I won't let that happen" he added.

"Let's go." Invite Billy beside him to no longer hear the babble from the mouth of the woman he hated.

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"Arghh," Michele's arm slashed.

"You okay?" Billy was worried because the crazy woman deliberately pointed her knife in Michele's arms.

"No problem let's go" he asked Billy.

"GUARD CAUGHT THEM!" Tell the woman but all the guards were silent a thousand languages as Michele stared at them firmly. Just this time they saw his nona staring intently. Because all they know is that Michele is an innocent, obedient girl.

"Do you dare to me?" All the guards bowed and gave way to Michele and Billy. They ended up coming out together with no one to stand in his way.

"Why are you quiet! You idiot!" The woman takes a shotgun from one of the guards and chases Michele.

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Billy and Michele looked back at the sound of gunfire. "Go!" Michele encourages Billy to get away from his place. Afraid that Billy might be hit.

"You come with me!" Pulling Michele's hand and then taking her away together. Billy picks up the motor he's hiding and turns on the engine.

"Not necessary"

"Good!" Michele obeyed Billy as if she had believed him. Billy takes her away from that menacing house. The goal now is her apartment to keep Michele safe from harm.

When he arrives, Billy sends a message to Louis to come to his apartment. Tell me what happened just now.

"Come in, this is my apartment." Billy took the medicine box over his nightstand.

"Sit down I'll treat your arm."

"No need I can do it alone." Michele took over the medicine box and treated it herself.

"It looks like the wound isn't too deep it'll heal quickly." Billy helps insert items already used to treat Michele's wounds.

"May I ask you something?"

"Please,"

"Who are you really?" Billy stared into Michele's eyes.

"I'm the daughter of a lawyer."

"Who is that woman?"

"He was my father's mistress. She's not just an ordinary woman. He's a crazy psychopath. I was repeatedly tortured by him"

"Didn't your father know?" Billy frowned in astonishment.

Michele smiled at a glance. "He knew it, but it seemed to close one eye. I only trust his mistress. Even though I was honest, but the defense remained with the woman. Daddy dark eyes. We pitted sheep. But now it was enough for me to swallow the bitterness of living all this time. His torment, humiliation and arrogance will be countered later. I'll make sure sooner or later I get rid of it."

Whether I live or die, I will get rid of him. I swear! Michele's grudge seems unstoppable. Hate has consumed his heart.

"You can do it." His life was not far from Michele. But he was proud of her for being able to go through everything so hard.

"Billy, I haven't told you my name before, have I?" reaching out his hand meant to introduce his name.

"Hopefully we can be good partners" Michele replied with a beautiful smile that was echoed by Billy.

The bell voice averted their eyes. Billy pulls the apartment door and Louis walks in without waiting.

"How Lu-" Louis did not continue his words as his eyes met Michele. Louis clutches Billy's shirt to follow him.

"Who is he?" he said when he was in front of the apartment.

"Daughter lawyer." Louis frowned.

"Why is he here?" tanyanya's confused.

"His life was in danger, so I saved him."

"Then Lucas? You left him alone? Are you crazy!" Billy slightly raised his tone.

"Lucas asked for it" Louis had not finished speaking yet.

"And you're following him?"

"What to do, you know Lucas doesn't like to be argued!" Billy's jolt for not being blamed.

"He's our friend and you chose to take the woman! What's on your mind Bil!" Louis won't lose the debate.

Inside, Michele quietly listened to the two men fighting each other. All this happened because of it. If he stays there it's likely that this problem won't be this complicated. Michele went out to finish it herself.

"Excuse me" he told Billy and Louis. They gave way to Michele who wanted to leave.

"Hey, where are you going?" Michele stopped walking and looked back.

"You're gonna make things worse!"

"LOUIS!" Billy snapped and stared intently at Louis as he said something less pleasant to Michele.

"Michele, we should discuss this first in order to find a common ground for this matter." Billy persuades Michele not to go back to his house.

"I'm sorry" she said to the two men behind her without regard to Billy's advice.

"Damn, this is all because of you Louis!" he said he went after Michele. Actually they're not wrong. It's just a misunderstanding between each other's circumstances. Billy with a full stance on his decision while Louis is firm on his sense of brotherhood without seeing the actual conditions.

"MYCHELE!" Call her and stop next to Michele.

"Listen to me, it's dangerous and it could just be that the woman is getting crazy."

Michele looked at Billy. "It's my fault, he took your friend hostage in my house and I'm just here waiting? Shut up without trying anything!" Billy saw despair in Michele's eyes.

"I'll think about how it's almost dark let's go back to my apartment" he said gently and managed to make Michele crumble. Then they returned to the apartment to find a way to deal with this problem.

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Beautiful star-studded night with moon. Night with a dense sky nuanced quiet felt by the two people who contradict the mindset that. Somehow later so that the situation could end soon.

The candles one by one are beautifully arranged in the place he wants. Do not forget to put the aroma of therapy on the nightstand to spread throughout the room.

The room light he turned off so that darkness accompanied him in loving the man he had shackled this morning. The woman smiled after finishing decorating her room.

He took a basket of roses and sprinkled it all around him. Dancing and spinning around like crazy. The young master who saw him felt fed up and immediately wanted to kill him.

The woman approached. Throwing a rose clasped right on the young master's face. The young master closed his eyes for a moment then cast a piercing gaze at the woman.

"Don't look at me that way," the woman was about to touch the young master's face but the young master turned away as if unwilling to be touched by his hand. Then the woman went to get the knife she had hidden in the small closet.

"Arghh," the young master groaned as the woman slashed back the wound she had given him this morning. The young master's hand clenched tightly amidst the iron circles that locked him.

"Charlotte won't hurt if you obey her." The young master smiled smirkly staring at the wound on his chest. The blood came back because of the deeper wounds.

"So who's wrong? Me or your knife?" he played the bloody knife.

"Dead things are never wrong. It all depends on the owner who plays it." The young master held back his burst of anger. Lowering the ego for the success of the plan in the future.

"Well, from now on you're an inanimate object. I'm the owner who has the right to play you." Charlotte threw away her knife and carried out the action. He sat on the young master's body.

"You don't want to feel my game?" charlotte's soft hand stopped. The two looked at each other for a moment.

"I don't want to, you're trying to fool me." Charlotte insisted on rejecting the young master's offer.

"Take off one of the handcuffs from both hands, I'll show you how the real game is." The young master tried to persuade Charlotte.

"Are you trying to frame me?" The swab of the hand moved in the young master's hair.

"What can I do with one hand?" Charlotte thought about it.

"Alright," the young master smiled faintly one by one his steps went smoothly. Charlotte took off the handcuffs of her left hand and sat back down on the young master.

"Show me if you can arouse my passion." Charlotte challenged the young master. The detached hand began to guerrillaly rub Charlotte's neck. The mouthful of softness was getting down to his back.

Getting down and down stroked Charlotte's thigh that was open because her clothes were too short. Charlotte enjoyed those touches.

His body bristled as if it had started to be provoked by the hand movements of the young master. Charlotte bit her lip feeling her blood rustling violently. The mist of lust began to rule his body.

"Engghh" Charlotte can't seem to control her body which is already on the verge of limits.

"It's not okay. If you take my hand off, I'll show you even further." Charlotte subconsciously agreed to the young master's request. I don't think it's just a trap.

"You sure you don't want to go downstairs?"

Charlotte nodded and immediately exchanged positions with the young master. Don't ask how young master feels. For sure his anger will soon be channeled once this is over.

"Quick do I can't take it anymore, enghhh." Charlotte's faked due to young master's play.

The young master's hand did not remain silent. He continued the sweet touch on Charlotte's body. Charlotte's two hands squeezed tightly onto her bed sheet.

The young master gently clasped Charlotte's wrist and handcuffed her. Charlotte was unaware that both her hands were handcuffed easily. He was too deeply caught up in the deceit that the young master had created.

"Ck, what a complicated play." The young master got up and moved away from him.

Charlotte who has been lied to does not accept. His breath hunted because of the roar of the snares of lies that deceived him. He was too late in the situation and regretted trusting the young master too much.

"YOU!"

"Whisper!" The young master looked for a cloth that he could use to clothe Charlotte's mouth. He picked up one of the ties in the closet. Then tie it to Charlotte's mouth.

"I didn't kill you because you saved me back then" he said, taking a knife lying on the floor and cleaning it in the bathroom.

"Don't yell it's just a waste. No one can hear you." The young master grabbed his shirt on the bed and passed away.

While in front, the young master was confronted by the guards. "I've got permission. So give me a way." The guards looked at each other and stayed away from the young master.

"Open the gate," the young master told him then the gate opened wide.

"You got a cigarette?" The guard took a cigarette in his pocket. The young master accepted it and took out a cigarette.

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The young master returned the rest of the cigarettes along with the matches to the guards. Then leave the place relaxed. Sucking a cigarette deeply as if it can relieve the fatigue attached to his body.

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