The Trap My Stepmother

CHAPTER 11 Eliminating the Effects of Drugs

Lewis Jansen managed to make his mother stiffen many times, even the man got up from the mattress, removed his belt, passed his trousers on the floor. Then he went back to jailing Alana. Smell at the red face underneath.

However, as the core party was about to begin, Lewis suddenly recalled James's face, the father's hateful gaze on his son.

As fast as lightning released Alana's embrace. “No Lewis, what you did was a big mistake, he belonged to your father. There are a lot of good women out there. Stupid time with you Alana.” Rushing back into clothes, occasionally glancing at Alana who was so amazingly rolled on the bed.

“What is your life can only trouble others, huh?” lewis grumbled, this time actually helping his stepmother use the leather cover, putting aside the burning sensation within.

Even Lewis had trouble hooking something behind Alana's back. Its essence is not at all displaced, although naughty touches are given to the neck niche.

“Should you bring home in a mess like this? James must have volunteered to help you.” Cynical Lewis, angry at yourself. Why be weak, help the one he hates so much.

Don't waste time, holding Alana's body, putting her in a jaccuzi, flushing with cold water, starting from head to toe.

“Akh, what are you doing. It's cold know, don't be like this.” Alana roared feeling every drop of cold water piercing her skin.

He still remained affected by the medicine, growing crazier. Pulling Lewis' hand in, soaking together, the water in the tub overflowed out flooding the dry areas of the bathroom.

“Don't leave me, don't. Please, I'm not strong anymore.” The effect of the drug was incredible, Alana brutally frowned at Lewis's lips, swelling.

“Down with Alana, you're so cheap. I'm not interested at all.” Tukas Lewis, brushing off Alana's approaching body, teased her again.

Not until here, Lewis calls the officer to bring him a large amount of ice, too dangerous to let Alana get out of control.

It is also impossible to leave alone, it can be dangerous to go out of the room and act adversely.

Doorbell rings

Lewis ran, opened the door, put ice in front of the door, all he did himself. Prohibiting officers from helping him. Every two boxes of ice cubes were brought to the bathroom, spilling right over Alana's body.

“Cold ... cold, you are why?” Alana began to tremble, a cold sensation only on the surface of the skin. But the heat still controls itself.

Eight boxes of ice were poured, there was absolutely no significant change. Finally he gave up, drained Alana's body, carried her to the master room, contacted the Jansen family's personal doctor.

Not so easy, Lewis made a written agreement that the current condition will not leak in anyone's ears. Of course, he didn't want his name dragged into a lowly case.

“Lew. What the hell are you doing? She's .. She's your mom, right, I mean, I'm on. You ...” haven't had time for this Beautiful Doctor named Carol to finish the words, one right hand Lewis smothering his mouth.

“Silence, your job is to treat it, not to ask many questions other than medical. Don't forget your code of conduct.” Press Lewis on his cousin's sister who is still a relative with the late Mrs Jansen.

Doctor Caroline injects the drug, before coming, she was told the patient's condition, then first bring the drugs.

“Thank you Carol.” Lewis drove the beautiful doctor to the front of the room. Yes tonight he's safe, no one knows the plan.

Before going home, he decided to take a shower first, the reason was very clear. Cleaning the sweat that sticks, dries, also fragrant perfume Alana strong adheres to her skin.

Under the shower, Lewis shuffled his hair with shampoo, his eyes closed. As he used to do every time. But this time it was different, very.

“Argh ... forget Lewis, not good. If you fall for him, it makes no difference to James.” Upset Lewis, ends his activities and wears clean clothes brought by Carol.

After making sure Alana's condition is fine, the effects of stimulants have disappeared. Somehow one of his outstretched hands touched the smooth cheeks of James Jansen's wife.

“I go home Alana, take care of yourself. I'm home.” Her lips were eager to put a kiss on her forehead but were too prestigious.

All the way home he kept cursing himself, regretting helping Alana. Wasn't his intention to ruin, destroy even humiliate Alana? Why is his heart so weak? Absolutely an unexpected ending.

Three times his plan to trap Alana fails, this time he is trapped in a game created on the basis of hatred.

“I have to see a psychiatrist.” Lewis' heart said, seeking help to forget the night that almost plunged him into a fatal mistake.

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“What time is this?” Alana tried to reach for the phone that was usually stored on a small table beside the bed. His hand continued to move, dropping something, its contents scattering out.

Slowly opened both eyes, staring closely around the room. “I'm at the hotel? What was the meeting yesterday until night? Wait ... wait, hotel?” muttered Alana in confusion, the two netra glared, glancing right and left. As he sat down, he noticed how messy the room was.

Alana held her head, covered her face with two palms, remembering what happened.

The faces of the three striped-nose men were clearly imprinted, even they dared to undress. Alana sobbed, peeked, unfolded the blanket, using only the underwear on her skin, many traces of red.

“Awas them all, will not I forgive.” Alana roared, bending both legs, hugging him tightly. He did not expect to have to give up his chastity to the evil man, not knowing who was the first to touch him.

“What if I'm pregnant? No, can't happen.” Shaking your head very quickly.

“I drag all of you into jail, no freedom whatsoever, crime must be punished.” Alana was wrathful, clutching the blanket, her body trembling withstanding the explosive fury.

Waving the blanket, feet up and down from the bed, walking towards the bathroom. Right in the doorway, Alana vaguely remembered something.

“Lewis?” he mumbled with a faint smile.

Alana believes, last night nothing happened, the proof is still able to stand upright and walk normally. Back closed both eyes, his head tried to continuously rotate the memory a few hours ago.

Yes Alana remembered, her son broke down the door, suddenly came hitting Kendrick, Farrel and Sakti.

“Thank you Lewis, I owe you a lot. I promise, repay everything, keep you as I promise.” Alana was so lucky to have a guardian angel, she didn't bother why and what her son was in the same hotel.  

This beautiful woman in glasses only remembers the heroic actions of a Lewis Jansen, the rest do not remember anything. Including who is the perpetrator who made a lot of marks on his skin. Without Alana realizing that she was successful in making her son, she continued to feel the cold heat, through a night of torture.

TB

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pity or as bad as Lewis?