Your love becomes my Canduku

Chapter 45

The rotation of time still continues to rotate on its axis. Second by second has been exceeded until the hour hand has pointed firmly at the number 2, indicating the night has changed in the early morning.

"Haaah...! Ahhhh! Ahhhhh..!" moans from the release of the peak of heat activity were heard for several times.

Sean was truly crowning Allesya's body mercilessly. Exploiting all desires passion in the name of hatred. Satisfying the libido that he has endured for years.

Never had he felt the pleasure of making love like this before. What a difference, Allesya's body is like a delicious food that makes him addicted. Want to eat it again and again as if hunger is not replaced by satiety.

Once inside the brain will be a question. Why everything in Allesya is always successful makes him addicted. Though it is clear that the unification of his body is not based on love but on the basis of the form of the outlet of a hatred. Really, thinking clearly is so bad for him right now that makes it difficult to find the ultimate answer from the heart.

"Well! Huh! Huh!" the body is still in the position of overlapping the body of Allesya, he tried to regulate the rhythm of his breath until his body rolled to the side because Allesya pushed him to get away from the top of his body.

Allesya's thin hands pulled the blanket scattered to cover the plain body that had been filled with red butterfly patterns because of Sean's ferocity in working on it.

With strength remaining the legs are made down the bed. It felt like he wanted to get out of that damned room.

BRACKET!

"Bhhhh!"

Again a pair of small legs Allesya difficulty supporting his body so that he fell. He seemed to grimace with one hand cupping his intimate organs that were painful and the other hand was made to block the blanket so as not to slump down.

Sean who saw Allesya fall reflex jumped from the bed and intend to help him. I don't know since when the sense of concern re-emerged even though hatred still accompanies the heart.

"Sway! Don't touch me!" Allesya pushed Sean's body which did not shift at all in the slightest of his efforts that were indeed weak.

"Come with!" jolt Sean growled.

"No! I don't want to be touched by a bastard like you! Act cheaply to satisfy your lust!"

Sean was stunned to hear Allesya's words. The position he had originally squatted was brought to his feet. Stay away from Allesya who is still sitting on the floor. Continue taking the pants that are lying on the floor to wear back.

As for Allesya, he looked painstakingly carrying his body to stand up. He picked up clothes that were scattered in every corner of the room because Sean threw them recklessly last night.

Sean frowned when his blue lens accidentally saw the back of Allesya who happened to be not wrapped in a blanket. Brown spots like burn scars successfully seized his attention. From last night Allesya was not given a chance to dress why only now he realized it.

Curiosity seemed to demand him to remember something that seemed to be forgotten long enough. His feet moved closer to Allesya who was busy with the new cloth he picked up.

"How did you get this scar?" Allesya gasped because she suddenly felt Sean's handkerchief in the scar. He was shaking away. Indeed, he was very disgusted by all the touches of the man who had reigned in his heart.

Instead of answering, the girl who was in fact a woman had rejected Sean's hand violently. Quickly he put his clothes back on. I don't want to answer Sean's questions right away.

"Aahhk! What else do you want?!" allesya exclaimed as Sean pulled his body violently.

"In answer to my question," Sean said, staring intently at Allesya's veil. Even until now the netra is still wet because the tears that seemed to be unrelenting stop because of the encouragement of sadness, disappointment, and heartache.

There was no longer the spoiled and cheerful nature that he always offered to Sean. And maybe there will be no more Allesya after this. It seems, it is time he raised a white flag as a sign of giving up on his love struggle.

Once again, the man who had just received the first insulting sentence from a woman was stupefied. Justifying Allesya's words, he did indeed rape her. Struggling it wildly and brutally. But he doesn't want to be blamed. As much as possible put yourself in the right position. Reinforce the assumption that the punishment was well deserved to be given to Allesya.

Open wide room door that was originally locked. "Go! And don't see me again" he drove off without any guilt. The eyes of hatred were increasingly aiming sharply. Sean didn't even care that the atmosphere outside the apartment was still very dark.

Legs invited to stand firm even though the body already feels very weak like boneless. Allesya forced the head that felt heavy and swirling to look up straight. Replying to Sean's hateful eyes with eyes of disappointment so high.

Before finally the feet really he took away Allesya back to say. "You once promised to be a grown man who would always protect me and would not let anyone else make me sad or hurt me. But..," Allesya's speech paused. Trying to resist a feeling that almost exploded.

While Sean looked unmoved yet a sharp carved peck was clearly on his pair of eyebrows. Trying to capture the intent of Allesya's speech that was so ambiguous to digest.

"But you reneged on your promise. You're the one who ruined me. You are the one who hurt me the most. And you're also the one who makes me sad the most."

Tests..

I don't know how many liters of tears have been spilled from the lake. On the swipe back the wet netra frame using a hand that always extends kindness to anyone. "I hate you so much Young Master Sean Willson" escapes a word that symbolizes all the flavors that are bound into one.

Until finally the foot made him step leaving the figure of Sean who is still silent. Bring home a broken heart, broken self-esteem, and torn honor.

"When have I ever promised you that? I don't even remember. Did he just make up a story?" sean said in his heart with eyes not separated from the back of Allesya who increasingly away and disappear.

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Allesya walked through the dark deserted streets through the white fog that enveloped the city of London in the early hours. Both hands appear to tighten strongly blouse fabric to keep it tightly closed, replacing the role of buttons that are believed to be released when Sean pulled the blouse.

His footsteps faded. It felt like all the bones in his body were crushed due to Sean's rough treatment on the bed. In addition, the decline in health conditions and the extraordinary pain in the intimate organs is increasingly torturous. But he brushed aside all the pain he felt. Grandma I hope you're okay. And that sentence of anxiety is what continues to accompany along Allesya's steps towards home.

An hour or so the foot was carried forward until he finally arrived at a courtyard of the house. But his intention to immediately enter into the immediate urgency urung done because it was blocked by the police line that was installed tight in front of the door.

"Why is this thing here? Grandma..," suddenly bad thoughts crawled quickly in his brain.

"No! Nah! Grandma must be fine, "she's trying to shake off the bad thoughts that are plaguing her brain.

"Allesya..?" his body was blown away in shock as the clap of someone's hand landed on his shoulder.

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