The Obsession of Revenge

What is Life?

Life is a wonderful journey for some people, some consider it hell because they cannot get what is said to be beautiful in life.

For a roadside supermarket cashier, owning a luxury car and a big house is an impossible dream to achieve. While life behind cars and mansions is not always as smooth and beautiful as imagined.

Yada Aurora is one of those people who has an unlucky life. Luxury homes, private cars, and promising companies do not make their lives safe and comfortable. Perhaps at this time, he would rather choose to be born to an ordinary family and live life as a cashier in the minimarket.

His thin body was curled up on the bed. The bruise became a decoration on his pale white skin. The pain begins to hit every inch of the body. The poison that Zinth gave off reacted again.

Allard stopped the intake of narcotics on his body so there was no hope for Yada to relieve the pain. He had to fight that pain and as much as he could to endure it.

Allard has no plans for Yada ahead of him. But if he dies, then Zinth is the first one responsible. He gave poison to Yada. Allard will raise his hand to the matter.

Allard has nothing to blackmail the Aurora family anymore. Other than David, the other Aurora members ignored him. Today Allard realized the meaning of the sentences that Yada said to him.

'You won't get anything by holding me.'

Allard was inside the reading room, sipping a stick of nicotine and blowing his smoke out filled the room. He moved his chair to the right and to the left, his gaze fixed on an identity image belonging to one family. Yorah.

Even Allard never thought if the woman he had been held captive was a missing member of the Yora family. The game he played was like an amazing vicious circle. Allard ate the fruit from his own keteredor.

Barrack Aurora very seen save the carcass of his actions. Instead of killing the enemy's daughter, he raised her like his own. Absolutely unexpected for a man whose attitude is more evil than the devil.

Allard's phone rang. The company secretary told her schedule today. Allard had to leave the country for a few days for the benefit of his business. The man will leave the residence.

Yada started to open her eyes slowly. He saw a man sitting on the edge of the bed. He is Yoland, the handsome doctor who always gives him medicine.

“It's better?” yoland asked who then touched Yada's wrist and checked her pulse.

Although the poison made an indiscernible pain, it did not make him die. Just torturing for a few hours. And it seemed, Yada's body was still strong enough to receive the poison attack, the proof, he was still alive to this day.

“Allard left the residence for a few days, you can rest in peace,” Yoland said as he was busy treating some of the wounds on Yada's body.

Yada's gaze blankly stared at the ceiling of the room. Her eye bags were getting black plus her cheeks were sunken. He was like not a human, but an undead.

Yada's ears listened to every word Yoland said. But he doesn't care about the presence or absence of Allard in that house. Yada only knew he would live if he was still breathing, and would die if his breathing was cut off.

“What are your hopes for the future? Do you still want to be a director at your jewelry company?”

Yoland continued to ask, and Yada still ignored. Hope for the sake of hope Yada was wiped out as time went on. Yoland knew that very well, Yada had no hope anymore even to live though.

“I hope you can still get up and live your life. If you have a grudge, may you avenge it on the right person.”

I know exactly what you're going through, Yada Aurora. Thought Yoland.

Because in the past, Yoland had someone with the exact condition of Yada. Someone who was forcibly snatched from her and became a threat to revenge.

Yada looked at the nanar towards the nightstand, not a single bit of water was available. She's thirsty. His body was too weak to ask for help. He can't do anything.

Inside silently, Yada's tears suddenly flowed down her eyelids. The longer his cries became more unbearable, sobbing and sounding very heart-wrenching.

His life is ruined, his honor is taken away, and his soul is almost mad because of a revenge plan carried out by Allard for the Aurora family.

Why should I feel everything? Inner Yada.

As much as Yada tried to shuffle from the bed. His weak legs tried to stand but failed, he fell to the floor instead.

A servant also opened the door. The waiter was surprised to see Yada's condition. Then the waiter immediately called several other servants to help carry Yada's body back.

“A-air ...”

Yada's voice was intermittently asking for water. The waiter swiftly gave Yada a glass of water and helped her to drink. After that his weak body again lay on the bed.

***

Allard was at a nightclub, gathering with some fellow mafia to celebrate Allard's presence. They drank and talked to each other.

A woman****danced between long poles towering upwards. Minimal clothing and showing faithful curves of his sex body. His gaze teased as if asking to immediately slam him into the bed.

Some of the*****women came with a tray of white powder. Each of them inhaled it, and it came to Allard. Allard declined that because he still has to go to an important meeting for his company's business tomorrow morning.

Allard embraces a woman's hip*** on her lap. The woman's fingers began to touch the core of Allard's body which began to tighten. Slowly the woman unzipped Allard's pants, then played her fingers from inside the pants.

His breath is getting less and less. Sexual arousal begins to appear uncontrollable. In a sense that the situation was not conducive, Allard asked permission to go first. He left with the woman with him.

In a hotel room, Allard slammed the woman's body into the bed. He stripped off all his clothes and began to look down on his body. Wearing a thin rubber as a safety, then put the property of his pride in the hallway of the beautiful woman, and start with their hot game.

“Hum ...”

The beautiful woman groaned with pleasure. His fingers gripped the ends of the bed sheet, making it irregular.

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