Trapped in the Love of the President

Trapped in the Love of the President
Chapter 54



Leon 💔's


Devil Kiss Pub's.


Right now I'm inside a pub, I need to calm my mind and want to forget what happened a few hours ago. I wish everything that happened was a dream.


In front of my desk stood a few empty whisky glasses. I haven't touched this much liquor before since the incident five years ago, but right now I feel like I need it most. I don't know why I've been drinking as much as I can't forget Amira's face in my mind.


I remember Amira's face at my sister's birthday party. Amira looks very pretty in her navy blue dress. Her sweet smile made my heart so happy to see her.


Amira is a innocent little girl eight years from me. I have loved it since we first met.


Flashbacks


I was twenty-five years old and Amira was seventeen.


Amira came to my house to see my sister, Tiffany. The two of them were already good friends before we moved to Amigos. I've always heard stories about Amira from my sister's mouth before.


"Sister Leon, this is my best friend, Amira" Tiffany said.


I smiled gently at the girl in front of me. A girl in white, long black hair, with slightly chubby cheeks and her adorable smile. I don't know why I smiled at him like that.


The girl blushed in embarrassment and thrust her hand towards me, "Greetings, Brother Leon. Call me Ami aja," he said slowly. Her voice sounded so sweet and soft in my ears.


That was my first meeting with Amira that I will never forget.


From that moment on I always noticed her, I initially thought I only thought of her as a sweet little sister. I don't know when I don't see her as a sister anymore, but as a woman.


Ah maybe on his twenty-first birthday. Tiffany and I are planning on celebrating Amira's birthday. Tiffany wanted to surprise him. I also bought a gift for him. A pair of high heels. Actually it's not me who wants to buy it high heels, but Tiffany who forced me to buy it. He said that Amira had been eyeing the shoes for a long time.


It was evening, and Tiffany and I were waiting for Amira to return to her apartment. I glanced at my watch, already showing it at eight in the night.


"Tif, does Amira always come home this late?" I asked my sister worriedly.


"Mmm. no, anyway. But he said he wanted to go to the library first, maybe a preoccupation read times. I tried to call him first" Tiffany said. I'm nodding.


Tiffany took her phone and contacted Amira, but there was no answer.


"Squeaky. I didn't pick it up" said Tiffany.


"Yes, try to go to college first. You wait for him here. If he's home, tell him brother yes," I said immediately out.


I walked to the Amira campus because it was not too far from the apartment. I walked down the road that Amira and my sister used to take, hoping to find Amira.


On the way, I saw two men harassing a girl in a narrow alley at the end of the street. I saw it closer, it was Amira. I hastened my steps.


"What are you guys doing?" I asked the two young men in their twenties. They seemed to be children who liked to disturb around the area. You see, the lights at the end of this road are indeed a little dim, so there are often robberies and other criminal acts.


I warned my sister and Amira not to go this way alone. Although this road is closer to campus, but very vulnerable.


I beat the two men to pieces. Although at that time, I also fared the same but the important thing is that Amira was helped.


Amira immediately rushed into my arms and cried. His body trembled in fear. Unknowingly I returned the hug, my heart pounding so hard.


Amira turned her face and looked at me with tears in her eyes. I tried to comfort her and wipe her tears. I looked into Amira's eyes shining under the light of the lamp, I felt that I was beginning to fall in love with her, and always wanted to protect her.


The end of flashback.


I finished the sixth glass of whisky. I think I'm pretty drunk right now. I tried to stand up, but my body was hollow and made me sit down again to my seat.


I put my head on the table and began to rummage indistinctly. "Father..."


I repeatedly said her name, but Amira did not return to me.


I stood up and pulled his hand. The woman turned and looked at me in wonder. Her face looks like Amira in my eyes right now.


I hugged her tightly, "Amira.don't leave me," I said. After that my consciousness slowly began to fade.


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The next morning, I woke up with a very heavy head. I look around me. This room looks strange in my eyes.


"Where is this?" I muttered while massaging my temple.


I was shocked to see my current condition, I was shirtless. I opened my blanket. Sure enough! There was not a single thread in my body.


I saw my clothes on the floor. I picked it up and put it on. There was no one in the room. I'm gonna go out and find someone.


I heard the sound of sliced pieces of a knife coming from the kitchen. I walked over and saw the figure of a long-haired woman wearing a white shirt and a black miniskirt. He seemed to be busy preparing food so as not to notice my presence.


"Ehem." I nodded trying to distract him. The woman turned around and surprised me, "Eva?" call her.


That woman is Evangelin Mo, my former college friend, we are one class but different majors. I heard he's now a famous designer, I haven't seen him in a long time.


"You awake?" askinya. I'm nodding.


"This is your house?" ask her. Eva nodded and smiled.


"Ah Eva last night..." I doubt I continue my words. I scratched the nape of my neck that wasn't itchy.


Eva smiled at me, she understood what I wanted to ask. "Nothing happened" he said.


"But my shirt..," I said again hanging.


"Your own body opened it. If you are drunk, you have forgotten everything. Fuck up!" he said while clucking softly.


I let out a sigh of relief.


"Here drink" he said, offering me a glass of honey water. "For his drunkenness to go away" he continued.


"Thank you." I drank the drink given to him.


" Who is Amira?" eva asked suddenly which made me choke. Eva smiled and patted my back. I looked at him while smiling awkwardly.


"If you don't want to tell it, it's okay. I was just wondering who the girl who made Leon, a college idol and a handsome young doctor become now like this, "he told me.


I knew he didn't mean to insinuate me, he was a spontaneous person, always bringing out everything in his mind without being held back. Anyone who knew him would think he was a heartless person.


I just responded to her with a smile.


The End of Leon POV


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