The Love of the Kumal Woman

Declined

No one allowed Kendrick to torture Elizabeth except her! This was remembered by Marco. If anyone dares to break, death will fetch him. Even Marco has told all the D'Oreon workers, none of whom can bully Elizabeth. It all went to Elizabeth's ears.

Kendrick hates women who act, unfortunately women like prima don't know themselves, he has managed to climb into Kendrick's lap, but the soul is greedy and wants to master Kendrick's ownership rot in his heart. Of course Kendrick was angry, especially presumptuously the prima donna that trapped Elizabeth. Finally Kendrick drove the prima donna through Marco's hands.

The prima donna fate after trapping Elizabeth with an aphrodisiac ends badly and tragically.

As a result of his own actions, he was made into dinner by several students. He was taken to the hospital by Santa. No one cares about the trauma of the prima donna.

Regretted? It's no use! The primadona was kicked, her life had turned into a street woman, when the incident only took place one week ago. Even his family disappeared.

Until that night, it was shocked to learn that the prima donna of the nightclub D'Oreon was killed on the street. Elizabeth was shocked. How could that beautiful woman be killed. Although the prima donna often made trouble with her, Elizabeth still did not have the heart.

Elizabeth stood with trembling legs, her whole body paled as if without blood. There was a hand-shaped screech on his neck. Bruises all over the body, not just the pain, the more severely damaged and traumatized. Moreover, hearing the news of the death of the prima donna that was obtained from his senior, Santa.

The death of the prima donna was tragic. Found lifeless on the edge of a river in the middle of the city. The face of the prima donna was badly damaged, actually when it was found, the prima donna was still moving and breathing. Unfortunately his tongue was cut off, and he eventually died on the way to the hospital.

Everyone believes that the death of prima donna has something to do with Kendrick. But no one dared to prosecute him, even the police closed the case.

Elizabeth was the guts. Why did Kendrick cut it on the woman who had filled the night, but should not be treated like an animal, even throw and kill her. Wasn't that prima donna ever the woman? He even crawled on his lap. Why Kendrick would throw it away.

Tonight, a week after the aphrodisiac, Kendrick came to see Elizabeth. Although they are in the same room but as if the distance separating them, like the breadth of the Cauca river that divides the country of Colombia. Even to reach it must jump over the other side of the river, the river Magdalena. Isn't that impossible. That is like their love, the distance can not be explained anymore, misunderstanding makes their love more distant.

Kendrick was in front of her, in the VIP room of D'Oreon, Elizabeth looked at the man she once loved with a look of horror, disgust mixed into one.

Their eyes met but only blindness in them. Why are the two hostile?

Kendrick's tall body and perfect body shape, handsome face and masculine. Thin mustache and chin filled with some fine hair, a sharp nose, slightly thick lips characteristic of Latin American lips. The more visible good looks, in contrast to six years ago, Kendrick who is now more handsome and unpretentious. King's majesty who spread the aroma of masculinity.

Kendrick opened the black shirt he wore, saw some tattoos on his body. A week ago Elizabeth didn't have time to think about this. But the image on his body was getting fuller. Didn't he hate tattoos?

"Why come here?"

Elizabeth opened the conversation, a slight cut on the corner of her lips making her feel pain when she spoke.

"His problem? It's my night club."

Kendrick walked into the bathroom, washed his face and looked at his face in the mirror. Why does he always want to torture Elizabeth? But deep down, she loved him.

Kendrick walked back to the light-colored bed, not like the usual all-red. Kendrick laid her body on the big mattress, pulling the blanket up to the belly button. Elizabeth didn't dare flinch, she just stood in front of the door. Elizabeth wanted to run away, but she knew it was free. The big door was locked from the outside by Marco.

"If you stand there until morning I don't care at all, and if you give up it's up to you to sleep where, as long as you don't sleep on this bed. I don't usually sleep with other women on the same bed. Understand, what else is a woman like you?" Kendrick said with a look of disdain.

"Why did you kill that woman?" Elizabeth arrived. He understood, by asking the incident Kendrick would be angry.

"Kill out? Which one?" Answer Kendrick. One hand was placed on his head.

How can a person forget the man he has killed, if so it is possible that too many lives have been lost so that he considers his actions to be normal and ordinary.

"That woman, that woman who set me up with an aphrodisiac."

"What do you want me to answer? Kendrick said calmly.

"Why did you kill that woman? Doesn't he love you even satisfy you? And that woman was willing to sacrifice her life for you."

Elizabeth's voice trembled, she was afraid that a moment that had happened to the prima donna could also happen to her. For Kendrick, the lives of others have no price.

"Your mouth is very chatty, even if I tell you that I didn't kill that woman, do you believe me?"

"Do you deserve trust? After what happened to me?"

"Yes! So why are you asking me why I killed him. Do you remember the name of that woman? I don't even know his name. So anyone who dies tragically, I don't care. Are you expecting a different answer, that I killed him for taking revenge for you? Don't dream! Even a J***ng like him is more valuable than you."

Then Kendrick got out of bed, walked quickly to Elizabeth and pulled the little hand into the bathroom. From the beginning Kendrick felt a headache due to the many jobs and now his headache is increasingly becoming, he hates Elizabeth to the sweet potato.

"Look good, I'm sick of hearing a chatty woman like you, so you better sleep here." Kendrick said, his fingertips pointing towards the corner-shaped bathtup. Though the bathtup was a little wet, was it worth a human to sleep in such a place.

Kendrick's hatred grew even more, when she recalled Elizabeth's rejection last week. Even Elizabeth chose pain over being touched by Kendrick.

"Listen I don't want to be in the same room as you, let alone breathe the same air. No, I can't!" Jerk Kendrick.

"In that case, please let me out. Let me work."

"In a dream!"

Kendrick slammed the bathroom door, she was so upset. Especially when remembering the trap prepared by the prima donna made him know that Elizabeth chose pain and refused.

"Dam." Kendrick was upset.

Makes a story a little different from other novels. Do not expect much, just want to be appreciated, although the imagination sometimes deadlocked. Sorry, I hope you like my novel.