The Prisoner of the Devils'

Shames

"Why did you let him go, sir?"

Andreas the right-hand man issued his argument which had been held since. He knew very well that Skylar had deliberately come tonight of course to capture and destroy the woman. But now, why did he even let go of the woman to go back waltzing away for free.

Ever since Starla was rudely sent off by some of the club guards tonight, things have returned to normal. The music again claps, the dimness of the lights again adds to the heat of the atmosphere tonight. People came back down to the dance floor, dancing as much as they could. Drinks returned, and the women of the night again showed their charm. While the striped-nose men are now starting to act, looking for pleasure that can give him pleasure.

But in contrast to Skylar, the man could now only keep silent with one glass of yellowish liquid accompanying his night. His mind was still fixed on the incident, to the woman who had courageously challenged him. He hated it, he wanted to kill it with his own hands.

"Mr ...."

"Don't bother me, Andreas," Skylar said.

Andreas knows very well Skylar's character, if it's like this he can't be disturbed. Or if desperate, then his life will be lost. Therefore, he stood up from his place, stayed away and just observed from afar, letting Skylar alone and calming down.

Why would he let that woman go? The question was indeed overlapping in Skylar's head, he did not know why after trying so many things to make the night go smoothly and after the woman was close enough he let go. But, after hearing the name Gabriella mentioned by the woman, anger instantly bubbled from within her. And he wouldn't know what the fate of that woman was in his hands if he let that woman continue to be around him. The possibility of a woman's death will come faster approaching with Skylar's hands.

Skylar stood up from his place quickly, throwing the glass in his grasp onto the floor making quite a deafening sound. But this time was not a concern, as Skylar chose the VIP room to calm down this time.

"Prepare the car, Andreas. This place could no longer provide any consolation," hardened Skylar in a loud voice before stepping first followed Andreas and several bodyguards behind him.

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After being humiliated to such an extent and having such a cruel expulsion, Starla can now only keep quiet and mourn her fate by the wayside. Tears that had been flowing had not subsided and were increasingly shed wetting his cheeks. He did not know why the universe liked to play tricks on him, his life never got quiet again.

The series of events that have changed since Arlan's death. Her life will never be the same, she is alone, there is no one to look after her, Arlan has left her alone in agony. Sometimes he thinks what his mistake was and Arlan's so God tested him this hard, knowing this is why Arlan didn't take him away with him and left him alone in this cruel world.

In the midst of his grief, a searchlight from a car not far from him disturbed him. Starla looked up, and found the car slowing down a bit and after it was right nearby, the unfamiliar car stopped right beside her.

The feeling of anxiety returned to him, what else this time? who is the owner of the car that stops next to him. As soon as the thought of that bastard man returned, was that man not satisfied with hurting and humiliating him ? Until now he was followed. Oh my God, Starla's starting to get scared with something bad that could happen to her.

Just now Starla was taking a swing to run, to avoid something bad that could happen. However, someone who just got off the car that is familiar enough to him that thwarted Starla's intention to run.

"Mrs. Xander," Starla exclaimed with an expression of incredible shock.

Starla tries to wipe away her tears, hiding her grief from Xander.

"What's right here?" Xander's eyes scanned Starla's body from top to bottom, and both of his eyebrows frowned when he noticed Starla's unusual appearance. "And what is this .." he said did not continue his sentence, feeling impolite to observe the state of the woman in front of him who was far from good.

With a face, like crying. The hair was a little disheveled, as well as the clothes were unusually sexy, something far removed from Starla's style all along. The question immediately disturbed Xander, what is this woman doing here with such clothes and looks?

Starla of course felt uncomfortable to find that seintens gaze. He tried to improve his hairdo, looked down and realized he had not changed clothes. Because of the expulsion, he did not have time to change clothes before leaving the cursed place.

Now Starla is feeling incredibly ashamed of Xander. The man must have thought nothing of him this time. Her boss at the company must have thought that she was not a good woman like she had always looked.

"Where are you from, Star?" xander asked in a demanding tone.

Starla does not answer Xander's questions, she can only look down to hide her embarrassing facial features. She kept trying to pull down the skirt to the extent of her thighs, but ended up in vain. He stayed open in front of Xander and it was a shame.

"Laughter me, Star!" charge Xander this time with a slightly high tone.

"I ... I ...."

Starla could only stammer and was completely unable to continue her sentence. Don't know if he should be honest or what? But how could he tell his life problems to his boss. Although Starla had brought Xander several times to visit Arlan's tomb, but only to that extent. Starla has never revealed why and why Arlan died. The reason, because Starla does not want anyone to know the problems of life and family.

And, Starla was also very grateful because Xander also never asked, the man was very appreciative of the privacy of his life. But now ... when the man asked, somehow Starla couldn't answer him.

"I can't answer that, Mr. Sorry ... This is my privacy," Starla later broke up.

Silent. Both were imprisoned in silence. Xander could only stare at Starla with a sad look and did not know what to do about this woman in front of him. Xander tried to approach her several times, but she seemed to have put up a wall that was very high and so difficult to tear down.

"Alright, it's okay if you don't want to say it. I value privacy as you say it is" said Xander. Then without much word he took off his suit and draped it onto Starla's cold-looking body in open clothes at night.

Starla looked up, her eyes back in tears to find Xander's treatment. The man was very gentle and very considerate and understood very well his circumstances. The man never forces, and lets their relationship flow as it is.

"Let's go home! Let me drive you," take Xander and lead Starla into her car. Afterwards, Xander drives her car through the night to drive Starla to her small apartment.