Trapped With The Devil

Section 34

“Can...you smile at me?”

Selena cringed more sharply. On the one hand he wanted to get uprooted and said to Eros in a loud tone like: “WHAT IS YOUR HEAD BANGED SOMETHING?!”

But Eros doesn't seem to be in a show. The gaze was not like Eros who was haughty, but like the gaze of a lonely child.

Selena swallowed, then turned her face away. “I..leah.” He hurriedly opened the door and left Eros still standing with his hand clasping the air.

What the hell just happened?

Selena leaned her body behind the door. His eyes stared at the dimly lit ceiling of the room while his hands touched his own lips. Eros lips are so soft yet so cold. Every touch of the man seemed to contain embers of fire even though every gap in his body felt very cold.

For a moment, he thought the man looked riled up. He had no idea what had happened to Eros all day. But Selena was sure it wasn't a good thing.

**

Lady William cried without a sound. Her hand stroked the frame that featured a family portrait the first time Eros was born.

Eros was on her lap, while Alex and her husband stood behind with wide smiles.

Is this karma for him? Is this karma for your family? Karma for her who left her first husband to pursue the love of a richer man, then karma for covering up the death of Selena's father?

Madame William's cry became even louder. He sobbed while clutching the frame, as if he could hug his entire family. Ambition, thrones, possessions, all of which cannot restore the trust of his loved ones. All that is not a guarantee for a better life although every day he can eat delicious dishes and dress luxuriously.

Eros is proof of his failure. The love Eros has is huge for his family and loved ones, which is why when he ‘fall’ his wounds will be deeper than anyone. The deeper the feeling of love, the more hurt the hurt felt.

“Mistress, the food is almost cold..” The anxious voice of a servant sounded from behind the door.

There's no answer. Only a heartbreaking sobbing sounded.

**

Selena's aghast. He almost jumped out of the seat after seeing Eros sitting in the passenger seat.

“What is he doing here?” he asked Sam who was sitting on the steering wheel.

The man shrugged his shoulders. “He threatened to burn my car if I didn't allow him to sit there.”

Selena glanced at Eros who was sitting quietly while fiddling with her tablet. The man's suit looked neat as usual, but his hair was not combed to the side but rather left to unravel forward.

“Where are you going?” eros asked while holding Selena's hand to get out of the car.

“I'll sit in front.”

“No need. Here only.” Eros closed the car door with one hand and forced Selena to sit back next to him.

“We are different directions. So you mustn't trouble Sam,” Selena said firmly.

While indifferently Eros replied, “words who is not unidirectional? Today I will accompany you.”

Sam almost choked, while Selena looked glared in disbelief. Looks like the man's head really hit something!

Selena breathed a rough sigh. The mood shouldn't be bad this morning, otherwise the shooting could be messed up.

“Serah!” selena said then while turning her face out the window.

Sam massaged his forehead for a while before driving forward his car. The two people actually made his head turn dizzy instantly.

**

The shoot was done in a large swimming pool around the resort. Eros frowned slightly when he saw Sam unscrewing the white-colored robe from Selena's body as the woman moved to the side of the pool.

Eros stunned. Selena enters the water with a black *swim*suit. From behind the clear water of the pool, anyone could see the curves of the woman's body. Si! She forgets that Selena is an adult magazine model. Perhaps the woman had once exposed her body more than what she was seeing now.

Eros glared, his gaze unfriendly. “What concept should be that sexy?”

Orlando blinked, but he immediately understood the man's words. With a slight amused smile, Orlando replied, “cannot Selena wear a dress in the pool?”

Eros grunting. “More than that, is it not too excessive if the main president handles trivial things like this?”

Jealous, huh?

Orlando smiled as he put both of his hands into his pants pocket. “Hmm, overdone, huh? I don't think so.” Orlando tilted his head to glance at Eros who faithfully straightened his gaze towards Selena. “Then I thought you were overreacting.”

Eros looked over, his gaze flat. “She's my future wife.”

Orlando's ears were buzzing. “What?”

“Say she's my future wife.” Eros picked something up from behind his suit and stretched it towards Orlando. “While you say no, your eyes cannot lie. Don't let you fall in love with her.”

Orlando glanced at the thick black-colored paper that was outstretched towards him. A little hesitant he took the thing.

Eros patted his shoulder before passing through his body and away from there.

Orlando. In the paper are listed the names Eros and Selena engraved with gold ink. Together nicely and harmoniously form an invitation letter that has never been imagined before.

Eros...that guy really moved on?

**

Stuck with Eros in car—lagi. Just two. Sam had gone home first after being threatened by the man.

Eros actually accompanied her until the shoot was over and did not realize that Selena had seen the man talking to Orlando earlier.

It had been fifteen minutes since they entered the car and engaged in silence. Eros occasionally glanced at Selena—which as usual— threw a gaze at the scenery outside. The bustle of the city and the crowded streets, what good is all that?

Eros cleared his throat slowly, almost without a sound. He never felt awkward towards anyone. But lately Selena has become more quiet than usual, although when talking the woman will meet it all out.

“The invitation has been spread,” said Eros refers to a wedding party that just counts the days. “No need shirt fittings, I already memorized your body size.”

"Eh."

Selena doesn't really care because no matter what the wedding is like, they don't love each other. He knew it was too late to recover his pride. But what could he do again? She can get pregnant at any time. She knew Eros was always watching her, so Selena was unable to move to do anything to prevent her pregnancy, such as taking anti-pregnancy pills secretly.

Looking at Selena who was just silent, Eros clucked. Roughly pull his car out in front of a cathedral surrounded by beautiful trees. Looks old but well maintained so that it displays a classic impression that is so thick.

“We will get married in this place,” Eros said as he looked away.

Selena's riveted. He got out of the car with a gaze not one bit away from the old cathedral.

“Dad...Mother...”

Eros gasped as Selena suddenly ran into the cathedral. “Hei!” The man hurriedly opened the door and followed inside. His steps were swallowed when he found Selena standing between the rows of long chairs and facing forward.

“How can you know this place?”

Eros. “What do you mean?”

Selena turned around and turned her head with teary eyes. “In this place...My father and mother married.”

Really, Eros doesn't know.

All that afternoon he had only spent time staring at Selena's back that was shaking from crying. But for some reason, his heart was in pain. He should have been used to seeing her cry. His heart should have been dead.

Ought to. Yep. Ought to.