The Shackles of the Lord's Love

Chapter 18 ~ Pain Again

On the other side.

Marvel just got out of his room after half an hour had passed. There was no expression of anything he showed, only a cold face that was always flat.

"Master," said Ken who had stood in front of the elevator to greet the master. Kendrick Garcia is Marvel's number one bodyguard. The man not only had high martial skills, but was also shrewd in various matters including controlling weapons.

"What do you want to say?" ask Marvel while fixing her glove hook. Not without reason he asked, Ken never welcomed him like this when there was nothing important.

While the person asked was his mind out of sync. His gaze was focused on the palms of the master who was now immersed in a black leather-based glove that was certainly worth fantastic.

"Ken?"

"Oh? hem. It's about Miss Ayla, sir," said the man after waking up from his daydream.

Hearing the name made the man's jaw tighten. "I think it's important what you want to say, Ken. It turns out about that woman. What's wrong with her?" ask Marvel indifferently.

"Miss Ayla was tortured by Miss Audi, sir. This time ...."

"Leave it! Audi knows what he has to do."

"Well," Ken replied obediently after being silent for a few seconds. His body bowed slightly as Marvel passed by from before him.

"Is the master back as he was?" batin Ken while looking at the back of the master who had disappeared after coming out of the magnificent house.

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"Sir." Willy who was just about to go in on a pair with the master. Even though he just came home from overtime, but he was used to working like a robot like this. Moreover, there was something important that he wanted to convey.

But just like Ken, the man was also focused on both hands of Marvel wrapped in gloves.

"Sir, why are you using this again?" Unlike Ken who chose silence, Willy boldly asked. Even the man held the hand of the master who was instantly smashed. It was as if Willy's hands were germs he should avoid.

"Don't touch me!" hiss the man with a raining look.

"What's wrong with you, Lio?"

"One more time, stop calling me by that name! From now on call me master no matter what!" said the man firmly to make Willy swallow his saliva with difficulty.

If it was like this, Willy could only obey. I don't know what happened to the man, but Marvel, who has just begun to warm up since Ayla's presence, has now turned into an untouchable demon.

"Please come in, sir," he said politely with a lowered face.

Marvel did not reply, the man just passed by and got into the car just like that.

Although feeling strange, Willy could only hold it in his heart. If he does not want to be repatriated, he must accept whatever the master commands. The man then entered the car, becoming a driver for the haughty and cruel man.

Arriving at the office, Marvel stepped up quickly. The greeting of all the employees that the man passed by, he simply ignored. While Willy chased from behind after asking the security guard to park the car properly.

"Master," called Willy after coming into the man's room.

Marvel raised his eyebrows, as if asking "Why?"

"Hem." First the assistant cleared his throat, the important information he wanted to convey made the man a little afraid to first realize the mood of the master who seemed to be overcast.

"Tell me or you go home!" annoyed Marvel after waiting for a while but Willy never open his mouth.

"Pardon me, sir. So look, the jewelry design that we will launch in the coming fall is exposed and claimed by the Loire Valley company."

BRAKKK.

Willy flinched, already he expected to be the place of impingement this time.

"What are you doing so we can fail like this?" ask her in an intimidating tone.

"Sorry, Sir. This design has only two copies. The first copy is on the designer, the second copy is on the production section while the original design is on the master. For two copies it is impossible to be exposed given the designer who made it a senior who is very loyal to us. As for the production part, the master himself knows how the security is there."

"So you mean, it was the design I was exposed to?"

"Bu-not that, sir. Maybe, maybe."

Although this is a small problem that will not affect his company engaged in various fields, but this man never tolerated the slightest betrayal.

"Good, Sir."

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"Ayla," called Alya while peeking out from behind the slightly open door.

"Ayla." Panicked, the girl immediately approached Ayla who was coiled under a thin blanket. He crouched down, reaching for Ayla's position lying on his thin bed.

"What's wrong with you?" alya asked as she touched Ayla's body.

"It's very hot" her ringis felt Ayla's unusual body temperature.

"So fine, why stay here for a while?" muttered.

"Ayla, answer me!"

"Ayla," call Alya louder.

"Sister" Ayla said in a very small voice, barely caught Alya's ear.

"Yes, yeah, hang on. I'll call Austin's doctor."

Just as Alya wanted to get up, Ayla's weak hand held the girl's arm. "I don't papa, don't call Austin's doctor" he said intermittently.

"No, your condition is not very good." Without waiting for Ayla's answer, Alya immediately ran out, reached for the house phone and pressed one by one the Prado family's personal doctor's number.

In his apartment, Austin, who heard the ringing of a cell phone, groped on his bedside nightstand. He had just closed his eyes after going through a grueling night shift, but there were others who did not let him calm down for a moment.

"Doctor, come here! There was an emergency" he said after the call was connected. And without waiting for an answer from Austin across the street, the girl had already hung up and rushed towards the kitchen.

While in his place, Austin immediately became literate. "So, isn't that Alya's voice?" he murmured while collecting his life which still did not fly anywhere.

"Alyas? What did he say? A state of emergency?"

The doctor jumped out of his comfortable bed and grabbed a bag of medical supplies and a car key and ran out of the apartment.

In fact, he did not remember to change his clothes only wearing white T-shirts and shorts set on the beach.

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Back to Marvelio Prado's mansion.

It was seen Alya walking in a hurry while holding a basin of warm water and a small towel. So out of focus, he didn't even notice a man was walking towards him.

"Agya," called Genio, it was indeed difficult to distinguish the two twin sisters.

"I'm Alya, what's wrong? I'm in a hurry" said the girl without stopping to step.

"Where are you going? Hey."

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Tbc.

Othor need spirit 😥

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