The Gun In My Hand's

Chapters 26. Can You Feel It Through?

The Bullets Club, Newcastle, UK – 10.55 pm.

I couldn't seem to hear what Elisha was saying. No, we can't be like this. I have to explain to Elisha everything. I want him to have that trust for me. 

With panic left, I got up from my seat. Just about to move on, Clara immediately blocked my hand and said, "Leon, calm yourself down. You're just involved in a little problem why are you so freaked out?"

I let go of Clara's hand, "No, you don't know what Elisha looks like. He'll always think badly of me, and worse if I don't explain anything to him. Looking at her so calm earlier, I could tell she might end things if she wanted to. You don't know that, you—"

"Yes, I don't know! You think where I've been all this time until I don't know. You're not even looking for me!"

I'm silent with Clara who's so emotional. Fortunately because the club was so noisy, making the loud noise was so unaffected.

With a frown I said, "From the beginning you left, Clara. Don't bring up anything you're supposed to sniff and I've lost you nothing more than a partner."

I don't know why he's changed so drastically. This time I saw Clara crying. She became a normal woman in general who could shed tears when sad. What's wrong with her?

He sat down and lowered his face while crying. This made me have to hold back a little to chase after Elisha. I was still staring when I heard Clara say, "You really don't know anything about Leon. You ..."

I immediately pulled the hand of Clara who quietly took out a small knife from behind her shirt. Just as he was about to put the knife around his neck, I managed to grab his hand. And what happened was that his hand was holding the tiny bloody blade.

"Clarah! Are you crazy? Don't play with my sympathy—"

"No, Leon! I didn't do anything. I did what I should have done from the beginning. You don't know what kind of life I've been through since I left. Them ..."

He shook his head, the sign was speechless.

"They .. they tortured me. They won't even let me die."

I hugged Clara tightly. Wh who? Who did he refer to as 'them'? What has happened to Clara since she left? I don't have any clue. Shit, I should have been able to figure out something was wrong with his departure.

"Clara, relax. I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

He let go of my embrace and immediately pulled my arm, "Leon, take me away. Take me with you. I don't want to be like this, but please take me away until no one knows us."

I grabbed Clara's bloody hand and said, "Clara ... I really don't know what to do. I don't even know what happened to you. You have to tell it first. I'm sorry, I can't go anywhere. I can't leave Elisha, but if you need time, I'll take you somewhere nobody can tell you to—"

He let go of my hand, "I .. I understand."

The tone of disappointment is in the answer.

"Clara, I won't let you roam outside, I promise to take you somewhere, so be patient."

He nodded his head in understanding. I was a little relieved when he calmed down. I immediately took her with me.

I try to focus on my own problems with Elisha. I'm trying to make things calmer, but I'm the one who can't calm down here. I knew Elisha wouldn't go anywhere other than to go back to Armstrong's family mission.

I wouldn't be afraid to break through that residence. I'm not a criminal to be shunned from him. A few minutes passed and I managed to reach Armstrong's residence. I immediately entered the mansion and parked my car right behind Dereck's car. Dereck was surprised to see me coming out and continued to walk up the mension ladder.

"Dude, are you crazy! He's upset about you and I'm gonna get fired if I let you in there."

Dereck gripped my arm very firmly. His eyes seemed to show despair because of the events tonight. I wanted to talk and force further but it seemed Dereck did not want to let me in. I saw him contact the bodyguards and shortly after some people started to approach us.

"I have to go in and finish this. Didn't you yourself take part in Elisha's anger, you son of a bitch! If it wasn't for you, I would never have wanted to meet that woman."

A wrinkle appeared on Dereck's face and he said, "I never expected you to pity me. You can refuse to meet."

He made my frustration double. At least say sorry after this all happened because I realized when this time I had gotten out of control and strangled her mercilessly. All I have in mind is the heartache of Elisha which leads to the breakdown of this relationship.

"I never intended to let go of my woman one bit. And whatever I'll do to keep him by my side. Even if it's Zach, you, or Armstrong not letting me touch it, then I have no other way."

I said it with a lot of bodyguards who started screaming with threats to immediately release Dereck. They won't come close because Dereck is still raising his hand which indicates that he's okay.

"And you should do the same when you love someone."

Dereck coughed as I let go of my giggling. Before entering I looked at him and said, "He's in my car. Take him to Zack's palace."

Without lingering, I directly barged into the mension which was quite quiet inside and only heard the sound of a few footsteps of the servant. I walked even deeper and heard the sound of a very loud door slamming from the second floor. Of course it was Elisha.

I passed through the living room until I reached the end of the stairs that would take me to the second floor. The side behind the stairs is a family room. Two people who were chatting with babbling one of them, of course Mrs Armstrong who seemed upset and Mr. Armstrong who was still engrossed in his reading.

At once Mrs Armstrong was surprised and shouted when she saw me who stood upright and was silent without a word not far from them.

"God! Honey, I'm so shocked. Who'sis that? Hey, you're there. What are you doing?"

I exhaled a rough breath when I saw Mr. Armstrong's sharp gaze. I slowly approached and immediately lowered my head a sign of respect for him.

Mr. Armstrong touched his confused wife's hand and said, "Darling, I think I have a guest tonight. I think I'm gonna need a little privacy in my workspace. Can we put off watching the movie tonight?"

A sharp look was directed by Mrs Armstrong to her husband. The gaze did not last long because he immediately stared intently at me.

A short while later he stood up and said, "You promised, James. All men are always like this. Sleep in your study and never knock on the door tonight!"

"Honey, please—"

"Take me off!"

And Lady Armstrong passed away from her husband. Very impressive soap opera. Now I know the nature that Elisha has always shown me comes from nowhere. And I have to apologize a lot because my presence seems to put Mr. Armstrong in the same position as me.

Mr. Armstrong walked past me saying, "To my room. We need to talk about something." I followed Mr. Armstrong by holding back a little of my impatient feelings of wanting to see Elisha immediately.

A few minutes passed until I ended up right at the door of Elisha's room after finishing the conversation with Mr. Armstrong. However, what I found upon entering was the fragile Elisha. My woman is crying and I want to hold that body. The body of the woman I hurt for the umpteenth time.

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Armstrong's Mension, Newcastle (Tyle and Wear), UK - 06.45 am.

I woke up in a panic when I could not find Elisha by my side. Shit, he doesn't have to escape this early. And it's ridiculous why I have to fall into a deep sleep on this bed, a mattress that completely stores my woman's scent.

With a growl of annoyance, I immediately headed towards the restroom in this room just to wash my face before searching for my woman. I hope he hasn't gone to his office because it's too early, and I don't want to make him throw me out in front of a lot of people in the office.

When I had just walked out of Elisha's room, I was a little surprised by the presence of a female servant right at the door. I controlled my expression hiding my shock with a thud.

"Ah, sorry, Mister. Sa—I just want to let you know that Mr and Mrs have been waiting for you to join the dining table."

What's wrong with her? He was seeing a ghost.

I just nodded my head approving the House Master's favor for breakfast. I can't wait to see Elisha's face.

But what happened was that I breathed a rough breath while closing my eyes for a few seconds because I did not find Elisha on the same table. I sat restlessly in my chair, wanting to quickly finish this meal and look for Elisha.

I only give a light greeting to Mr and Mrs Armstrong as a sense of spirit at the invitation at the dinner table. A little relieved and uncomfortable at the same time because they didn't ask me one question or another about my whereabouts here.

At least that's what I think when I see Mr. Armstrong's casual gestures. Another thing with Mrs Armstrong that shows her discomfort with several times looking at me cynically.

I ignored this by continuing to eat my food. My anxiety was caught by Mr. Armstrong to make me a little relieved by his words.

"He was running early in the east."

I just nodded and smiled a little. Mr. Armstrong cannot talk.

Finally a few minutes spent at this table with full patience in a quiet situation ended. With enough understanding, Mr. Armstrong immediately invited his wife to enjoy the atmosphere of the morning by taking a walk around the Mession.

Seeing his attitude that is a little hard will of course be very contrary to his attitude when with his wife. He looks soft and submissive, looks so adoring and possessive.

I decided to immediately look for Elisha, when I came out of the mension I turned left along the park to find a fairly cool street area. The wind made the green trees on the side of the street dance.

I decided to wait for Elisha in one of the chairs in the garden area. Let Elisha finish his activities, at least I know he's not leaving me.

While waiting, I took out my phone and did whatever I could do on the sophisticated items I got from the auction first.

My eyes narrowed when I opened the incoming email. He doesn't have to email me if he wants to greet me, he names his account anonymous. I'm really not interested in his identity before－

Yth. Mr. Leonal Aldrich Broklyn,

Good morning, I am so happy to be working with the right people. For this introductory gift, I sent you some photos, I hope you are a little interested in this gift. And hopefully you won't hesitate to instruct a few things because I'm too tired to sit in front of the computer. 

Thank ye.

I was surprised that he knew my full name. Intention not to find his identity a little lost, I hope he does not break the rules. Jonathan will have to pay with his life if he makes a little silly threat about my family.

The content of the email was a bit strange, he only sent a few photos. I kept looking at the photo, which was mostly a picture of a plane that had just taken off.

This image was taken from a very close and strategic distance. It even comes with a different clock and date. Wait a minute, did he hack some international flight systems. Shit, this is a lot easier for him.

The longer I observed one by one the images until I arrived at the flight list file of several world rulers. Wow, I didn't expect Zach to even be on this list.

I think he's been working at the computer all day. My father is also on this list. Wait a minute, what Mr. Broklyn did in Hawaii, that's my private island I took off for auction, does he know I own the asset?

Long time by reviewing all the names on the list－except the name of the boss, finally I can stop because I hear the voice of the conversation of others. I was still aware of that soft voice and the delicate back that was behind me. Elisha.

What he did was not good at it. I'm not stupid when he keeps staring at my woman's face and body without shame. And what the fuck with this view. Did they run off in the morning together.

I grieve all that Elisha has permitted at this time. For me he's not wearing anything, just look at the sport bra he's wearing and those tights. It did not help anything but to reinforce his body shape and show his beautiful stomach.

He made me go berserk in the morning. Believe me, even in one jolt I can tear the clothes of the material without ever being reused.

Just thinking about it makes me dizzy, coupled with my fantasies about the body it keeps me cursing in the heart. I knew my patience would be gone by that very second.

"What are you doing?!"

That's what I shouted when I managed to pull Elisha away from this bastard. I was very angry and I did not want to get out of control by being more rude to Elisha.

But Elisha made me more furious with stammering speech. I wanted so badly to keep him in a dark room that he would be frightened and deterred by what he was doing. Of course it's just in my mind.

My frustration grew as Dereck blocked my grip, but I quickly brushed him aside and shouted at my threat. She was acting so unusual, did she want what had been mine this time? No kidding.

With mixed emotions, I dragged Elisha away from the situation. I also need to calm my anger. There's nothing I can do but teach him a lesson.

Things would be easier if I did it my way as I have done before. But Elisha was too different and special.

He's precious to me, I don't feel enough and I constantly want him, and because he's too valuable I feel like he's the only one who makes me enough just to have him.

Only him.

The emotions that always make me take stupid steps will bear witness once I am greedy for my woman. I just want him to realize that he's only mine.

And in fact that emotion was always gnawing at me, I was very conscious and could imagine my female body crashing against the wall violently.

I really had no intention of treating Elisha like the woman I slept with out there, who adored me with all my rudeness, who always seduced me when they wanted more, and I end up always leaving when they're not awake.

She's my woman, what a woman I've always loved. He's been trapping me with his charms since he first met. 

He drives me crazy with everything he has.

Whatever I felt with him seemed to be my first time.

A kiss that always starts with coercion is not something I often do when I'm with women. But Elisha always managed to make me give up patience because it was so longing for his lips.

And when he gave up, I didn't hesitate to do more just to find out that he wanted me more.

It was clearly visible when I managed to make him stop beating my chest as I kissed his lips. A rough kiss that was only done one-sidedly now turned into a link that wanted each other.

I felt a tremendous sting of satisfaction inside me when I saw Elisha open to me, give up on me, and want me so badly.

The great euphoric collision seemed to awaken the adrenaline rushing within me. The great passion Elisha caused made me dizzy, making me want to master it violently.

My mind was already thinning as I moved my foot in the slit of Elisha's thigh, and the reaction of his body was so overwhelming. He moved with me and did not refuse the slightest bit of what his body wanted.

Oh, he made me want more. My hands eagerly cupped his buttocks as he constantly heard his moans that escaped between our kisses.

What happened next was so annoying. Our activity is disturbed by the damn workers in this ministry. For whatever sake I kept holding back the different kinds of swearing I could.

What kind of ridiculous thing can disturb two people who are making out. If it comes up once more then I'm ready to beat anyone who catches my eye to death.

I was as determined as I was to regulate myself withholding all the passions that were demanding to be satisfied. The look in Elisha's eyes and the irregular breathing made me want to fuck him right now.

"Leon, I think we should－"

"No, listen to me. After this, go inside and we'll meet in an hour. And look your best, I don't want to see you wearing this outfit, especially in front of Dereck. Don't argue with me, it's still morning and I don't want to ruin－"

His hoarse voice once again made me want him so badly to be below me at this moment.

But of course it's not the right choice, all we have to do is talk. Fixing anything that was the problem of our relationship that was too complicated.

Set boundaries that each of us dislikes and try not to hurt each other with any misunderstandings. More precisely that is the relationship I want to build with Elisha.

To start it all I need our calm selves, I don't want to start this wrong. All Elisha must be whole and I appreciate whatever he has taken care of and do not want to ruin everything.

Again only for Elisha I would do it.

He can always make me be on two opposing sides of myself and damn it I don't condemn that.

Anger that always appears quickly will also quickly subside with just one silly sentence.

And what he said was, "You jealous?"

I closed my eyes when I heard Elisha's silly question, which of course I never expected to ask.

"Elisa, do I have to answer. Are you sure you're asking this?!"

I said it as if screeching like a virgin girl. Damn, that's a stupid parable.

I don't feel why this figure is so easy to make myself cheesy. For a moment we fell into such an emissional atmosphere, a moment so intimate, that he finally managed to make me such a stupid human being under the feet of such a woman.

I tried to control myself again.

I still catch my breath and suppress the constant thrashing urge to pounce on Elisha. I opened my eyes and quickly turned around to release the Elisha I had previously trapped.

"Here you go, you have to go in and get ready. I'll deliver—"

I stopped when Elisha cupped me in the face, "You're really jealous?"

"Elisa, please—"

"Say!"

I saw Elisha's sparkling eyes, his smile sparkling as if nothing made him happy other than this moment.

Kittens, rabbit cubs, ducklings? This sparkle reminds me of something, I've seen it every once in a while. The longer Elisha's eyes twinkled until I realized what I meant. The puppy Greg. I always thought that puppy was always disgusting when it greeted me with a bite in my pants.

But what I saw at this moment was the opposite, I gulped my saliva as Elisha continued to look into my eyes. I knew he meant to wait for my answer, without him knowing I was half dead holding back the hype inside me, I felt the evidence of my passion down there harden. My tight pants instantly made me dizzy again.

Without waiting any longer I kissed those mouth-watering lips again, I wouldn't give it a chance to catch a breath. I felt Elisha's hand hit me on the shoulder, certainly it wouldn't bother me at all.

A small smile appeared on the sidelines of my lecture as I thought of something ridiculous about Elisha. I took the hand that did not stop beating me earlier and slowly took it to feel the evidence of my passion that still needed to be soothed.

I stopped my kiss when I felt Elisha's stiff body. A smile still lingered on my face as I stared at Elisha's paled face with his hands still deliberately I hold it down there.

"I'm so jealous and can't wait to feed myself for being such a jealous, dilapidated teenager. And it's entirely your fault, because you and your fucking clothes are hardening me, too. Don't you feel it, Princess?"

I pressed her hand back to the very tight part of my pants and whispered again beside Elisha's completely flushed face, "Wind responsibility, hmm?"

Elisha's eyes suddenly widened and tried to take his hand off me, I couldn't bear to see his ridiculous reaction. His red face did not fade at all. Regret and shame mixed in his pouting face.

"Ka—You, what are you doing?! Bawdy. It's your own jealous fault. You have to finish it sen—"

Damn, she is so adorable and makes me to keep mocking her. I retracted her hand, forcing her to panic further by closing my body to him.

"Why be alone when I have a lover who can do it for me?"

It's exciting, and my laughter finally broke when ...

"Aaaa, I don't want to do it! Getaway!"

He kept thrashing and pushing my face away. My thunderous laughter was unstoppable, my stomach was amused as Elisha screamed unstoppably from laughing with my tickling in his stomach.

We were even aware of the approaching Elisha bodyguards, probably because of the screeches earlier. Elisha fell silent at once and cleared his throat several times in shame. He took my body away and I followed him.

Many of his guards were scratching their nape due to misbehavior. Elisha wanted to leave before I went back to block him and teased a little, "You sure you don't want to help calm him down?"

"Are you kidding me, that's right!"

At that very moment he had run away leaving me into the mension. The panic must still be lodged in her face and unfortunately it is painful when I want it so badly.

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