The Mystery of Lost Memory

Don't Say His Name Again

Sierra held onto her reddened, hot cheeks, as a result of Sophie's furious slap. The old woman glared until it felt like her eyes were already impatient to get out of the shell and tear Sierra's face apart. But Sierra, who was always calm, just stroked her cheek gently, and did not intend to reply Sophie.

Sophie approached Sierra, slightly pushing down next to the woman's shoulder full of wrath. “I won't let you take control of Paul's treasure,” Sophie threatened.

Sophie Willis, the legal wife of Paul Willis who is also known as one of the celebrity chefs who have their own programs on television. Thus, he had actually noticed every inch of his actions. Including slapping Sierra this time he had prepared everything carefully. Sophie wore a long dress and blazer, hood and sunglasses, although it was almost midnight. And as someone most influential, it was easy for Sophie to access the floor of the apartment where Sierra lived, even though she needed a fingerprint to get inside.

“An orphan, who from childhood was raised by Paul like a child himself, and now suddenly agreed to marry the person who had given him money and paid for his school,” Sophie said, insinuating laugh. “You ...really the most cheesy woman I have ever known,”

Sierra remained silent, though his heart throbbed in pain from Sophie's humiliation. He chose to lower his gaze, choosing not to argue with Sophie even though her pride was getting stepped on.

“Do you think, by carrying Paul's child, your child will get the same facilities as Martin?” Sophie constantly insults Sierra.

Sophie brought her face closer to Sierra's. “Poor people like you will never be able to rival us, rich people. Even if you marry Paul, you're still a poor orphan, ” Sophie said. His eyes pierced through the Sierra skin.

Seeing Sierra's reaction as if it did not collapse with all the mackerel, making Sophie a little upset. Then he pulled out a blank check he had signed, and was thrown right into Sierra's face mercilessly.

“Write whatever you want, as long as you go away from my whole family. Paul and Martin,” he said rudely.

Sierra did not budge, but only picked up checks that fell to the floor. Holding the blank check, finally, after a long period of silence, Sierra raised his head, straightening his gaze at Sophie. Seemed an annoyed look that was trying desperately to be detained from the look of it.

“I love Mister,” Sierra said. “And my feelings will not be exchanged for this,” Sierra ended his speech by returning the blank cheque to Sophie's hand.

Then she bailed to get inside her room, closing the door without allowing Sophie to enter. While Sophie, she was still pecking in place with her chest pounding and breathing down in anger.

***

Karen leads Martin's limp body, which continues to stagger, even though she is no longer hysterical as before. She placed Martin into their bed gently, and one by one Martin's clothes were carefully removed by Karen. While continuing to take off Martin's clothes, Karen's mind began to explore many things. But one thing is for sure, he kept asking himself, why did he do all this? Why would he look after Martin and make sure he gets home safely? Shouldn't it be Karen's chance to escape as far as she can, Karen has complete control over one of Martin's black cards.

The various doubtful questions hung on the wall of her heart, without Karen knowing what to answer. In fact, his body stiffened and he returned to Martin's apartment just to make sure Martin was okay. Martin was constantly delirious while making fun of the name Sierra, even to mention Sierra as his favorite toy.

Karen doesn't understand why Sierra and Martin are so close, but they don't love each other. Sierra is not a woman. She's a beautiful, smart woman, full of confidence and a brilliant career. There is no gap from Sierra. Why did Martin choose him?

“Sayang .. “ shrewd Martin, suddenly calling Karen. Half his eyes opened, with his right hand grabbing onto Karen's body.

Martin took Karen's hand. “I'm grateful to have you beside me,” he said.

He rose from his sleep, hugging Karen's body tightly. Karen also returned the hug, while stroking Martin's back to calm him down. Then Martin began to put both his hands into Karen's clothes, beginning to adventure in them. Karen blinked a few times, feeling an awkward pleasure. He felt guilty for enjoying this feeling, which Martin should have grieved over the shame his father had done.

But Martin was increasingly violent, letting his hands touch the more sensitive part of Karen who pounded. Not stopping there, now he asked his lips to follow the upper part of Karen's body.

“Never leave me, dear,” whispered Martin very slowly, right in Karen's right ear.

He grabbed his tie that was still lying carelessly on the bed, because Karen had not yet cleaned Martin's clothes after removing it earlier. Then Martin used his long tie to tie Karen's hands to the top of her head. Karen was surprised, but she chose to follow the rhythm of Martin's play. He allows Martin to dominate his body tonight, hoping that all of Martin's grief fades away.

“You're ready, right?” ask Martin after they finish the game.

Covered by a very wide sheet of silk blankets, the two lay exhausted together on Martin's large bed.

“For what?” Karen asked back.

Martin gets closer to himself, with the hand returning to play both of Karen's assets. The woman closed her eyes, enjoying Martin's touch.

“To always be mine,” whispered Martin full of seduction.

Unconsciously Karen nodded, which she did not realize had become some kind of boomerang for herself. Now, with all the power of Martin's power, he will defend Karen so that no one can take her away from Martin. Even if you have to kill that guy.

“But I also have one condition .. “ chirps Karen, after a long silence due to drowning in pleasure.

Martin stopped his ignorant hand, looking at Karen with a domineering smile. “What do you want? New home? Car?”

Karen nodded with laughter. He tilted his body to face Martin. Now the two are facing each other, with the noses almost sticking to each other.

“I don't want to hear the name Sierra from your lips again .. “ Karen said.

Martin reacted with a mischievous smile, again fondling Karen's lips. The two will engage in a hot game for the second time, spending the rest of the night, in order to erase any bad memories of the doom dinner.