(Love Hurts!) Trapped By Mr. Mobster
Guilt

Dachinko Mansion

Louise flinched, she could feel the scent of blood that fused on the man who was mel*mat his lips at this time.

His hands tried to push the wounded man away but could not.

His energy was still there and so strong, the flowing blood fell down and soaked his body.

While the man was increasingly attracting the girl who was in his grasp, he just thought he was imagining the girl back.

So many hallucinations that resemble the girl until when she is screwed up she can not distinguish which is reality.

James closed his mouth, he felt a scent that made him opiate. The hand that could feel the strands of the gentle surau as it grasped the back of the girl's head.

Her lips were soft and sweet-tasting, her waist slender according to her embrace.

All of her feels so real that she wants to touch her more deeply no matter what wounds she has.

Bruk!

Louise flinched, her legs falling when she hit the end of the sofa in the study room while the man who was kissing her lips when like losing his mind.

"Uhh..."

"Ja..James.." he murmured softly as he pushed the man away.

His neck felt warm, as the man's breath fell on his arch.

Ack!

The girl grimaced, the warm and amused mouthful changed.

Hisapan strong and looks anxious it makes her grimace and increasingly trying to push the man.

The rancid aroma was more and more fused with the aroma of alcohol that was released from the man's body.

James raised his face, his eyes peeking at the mark of his kiss that was left behind.

"James, loose!" said Louise who tried to push the man when his body was squeezed and the clothes she was wearing exposed to the thick red liquid.

The handsome man did not say anything, he felt that even the voice he had emitted was so real.

Of course he would not have expected if the girl would be in his mansion and assume everything he saw and felt at this time was only part of his illusion.

The face that seemed to want to be removed was shaded in his iris, he stained the girl's clothes with his blood.

"James! Off!" he said those who are still trying to rebel.

Humph!

The man was silent, he again kissed the girl's lips, and tried to feel her body.

Hands that felt moist with a thick red liquid that kept flowing into his clothes.

Breathing that feels heavy, either because of the alcohol he uses as a temporary pain killer or because of his injuries or even because he can still have the desire and n*fsu in such situations.

"Why did you also ask to be let go?" she asked softly with a muttering voice.

As he thought even the shadow girl didn't want to be with him.

"I miss you." whispered her softly in the girl's ear.

Yet he still thought the current was filled with illusions of his eyes and was now within his imagination that could do all his pent-up fantasies.

The illusion that was so real and so he could feel in earnest aroused his longing feeling.

The girl's feet moved, it was fine that the man who had even injured so much could still be so powerful.

"Ja..James.." - James..."

"Tu..wait, I don't want.." said his words that began to sound like a plea.

He came to a place that was not supposed to and was in the wrong place while he was now half-tel*njang.

The man was silent, because this was the shadow of his illusion of course he could do the imagination he wanted.

"Master?"

The man gasped, although he felt the girl was an illusion created from his longing but it was impossible for him to hallucinate hearing the voice of his subordinates.

Chiko instantly twisted her body, turning around to the back not daring to see her master who was fondling the girl who looked unwilling and the gaze that was looking towards her was like asking for help.

James moved, staring back at the girl who was still in his confinement, he was still looking at her.

The visible eye keeps a thick glass behind its iris, injured lips and neck that leaves marks and clothing exposed to its bloodstains and is no longer neat with some parts already open.

"Louise?" call her who looks surprised if she is currently not hallucinating at all.

"Side," a hoarse-sounding voice.

Indeed, as much as any feeling that a woman has for a man, still will not like when touched by force without his desire at all.

"Ck!" James got out of the way.

It was a face of frustration that felt stupid about what he was doing.

While Louise also justifies and tidying her clothes again so that at least she deserves to be seen by others.

Chiko flipped her body, she approached towards her master and saw some wounds that looked quite deep.

His eyes turned towards the alcohol that was in the room.

And he certainly knew if his master used the same method as usual while waiting for him.

"Why are you here?" his question was re-conscious and if his subordinates did not come may again force the girl to serve him according to her imagination and hidden desires in her.

"Bianca, I came because of her." Louise replied without looking at the man while rubbing the corner of her eye that dropped a clear droplet.

James turned his head towards the girl, while Chiko was busy opening her shirt and trying to treat her.

"You can change your clothes, there's still plenty of your stuff here" she told the girl.

Louise flinched hearing him, she was not touched at all when she knew his things were still there. But he was instead reminded of the painful memories of items he did not even want to have in the mansion.

"No need, I'll just go home" answered her softly who immediately rejected the man's offer.

"Go home with Nick, you're definitely not going to want to stay here" he told the girl because he knew the night was getting late and the streets would not be predictable.

Louise was silent for a moment, "No, I'm going home alone" said the man who also refused.

James moved his hand and raised it so that Chiko stopped for a moment.

"Then I can't let you go home, you can either stay or be escorted away" James said, looking at the girl.

Louise turned her head straight away, though pale, but a stern look was still not hidden at all.

"If I don't want to go two, you're gonna force me?" louise asked the man.

"Yes," James replied briefly better to force the girl to stay in his mansion one night than to let her and re-feel a feeling of fear in case anything else happened to the girl.

"I'm going home with Nick" said Louise, who made the choice because she knew the stern look would not change at all no matter what.

James said nothing, eyes that could not show what he wanted to say and what he felt and a face that had no expression at all.

Louise walked out, she didn't say anything anymore either.

"Sorry,"

One word sounded in his ears before he exited the room and the hand that wanted to grab the door's grasp.

......................

Rai Residence

At 12:45 am

The girl managed to go home unbeknownst to her brother and of course she had to shut the mouths of the guards who saw her leave at that time and the problem was resolved.

Louise dropped herself onto the bed, she undressed her and simply replaced her with a sleeping coat due to lazy change with her sleeping clothes.

The girl did not even look in the mirror and did not know which point had a trace left behind.

"I think I'm going to go crazy." he murmured softly as he touched his injured lip from the man's bite.

He curled up on the bed that was so soft and then closed his eyes that were so sleepy.

....

Bend his day.

At 08:34 am

The girl was still asleep because she was sleeping late last night.

He didn't even realize at all if anyone came to his room. Still so quiet and certainly do not want to wake up.

The man smiled with a gentle gaze, the girl's tilted position made the curvature of her neck that had the mark of the kiss was invisible and the injured lips were still not visible.

The soft hair covering the face was removed one by one and rubbed his head gently.

The girl is seen giving a response in her sleep when the warm tips of the fingers touch her gently continuously.

The eyes with green irises were opened slowly, the view still blurred by staring at the man sitting beside his bed.

"Awake? If you are still sleepy you can sleep again." the mature baritone voice that sounded round and hoarse broke spoke softly.

Louise rubbed her eyes, she slowly woke up and saw the man she was with today more clearly.

"Zayn?" call her softly which begins to return to her consciousness.

The man still did not see any marks because it was still covered with hair but the girl's injured lips he could already know.

"Why's your lips?" her question that immediately noticed the face of her beloved fiance.

Louise frowned, for a moment she forgot what happened last night.

"My lips? Maybe allergies?" ask her because the life is still connected to some of the consequences of just waking up.

Zayn let out his breath, he still heard a reason that made no sense at all.

"Then you can eat first," said the man who took the water before he ate breakfast.

Louise said she received the water and the man tied the girl's hair back so as not to get in the way.

The deg!

Zayn flinched, he saw a mark that was so similar to someone's kiss mark.

"Louise?" call her to the girl.

The girl turned her head, she looked towards the man who called her and looked with a different face and look.

"You went somewhere last night?" he asked while looking straight at the girl's face and eyes.

Louise flinched, this time she already had a lot of awareness and understood what the man was saying.

"No, I'm not going anywhere" replied the man who immediately realized what he was talking about.

Zayn didn't say anything, now he can't even think positively about the wound on the girl's lips.

He touched and rubbed the girl's lips while hitting the direction of the wound he saw with his eyes.

"Is this really allergic?" her question sounded dubious.

Louise is silent, "Zayn? I want to take a shower first." said the man who switched the conversation and tried to avoid.

Zayn was silent but soon after, he immediately followed towards the girl and pulled his hand.

Greb!

Louise flinched, her usual gentle man now looked so agitated.

The trembling hand held her and grabbed her hand.

The man's feet approached one step forward in order to look towards his fiancee more closely.

Louise was silent, she said nothing to the man when her tongue felt so faint.

"Louise?" call Zayn again.

He remembers the words saying that the fiancee he loved was sleeping with the other man behind him.

Did he do it again? What they....

And of course those words now come back to haunt him again when he saw the traces left on his future wife's body.

"I beg you..."

"Say something." said her soft voice which involuntarily pressed down and grabbed the girl's arm and the shoulder she was holding.

"Uhh..." Louise grimacing.

He did not look into the eyes of the man who seemed to be expecting an answer from him.

"No, I'm not going anywhere and it's just Zayn's allergy!" louise said firmly with her answer but clearly she lied when the green eyes did not even want to look.

Zayn took a heavy breath, knowing that the girl in front of him was lying, but he still could not stop the lie.

He was angry and hurt, who was selfish?

The self that wants to maintain what he has or his girl that still can not release the shadow of his first love.

His hands trembled, yet he pulled the girl in his arms.

"Hm, I believe in you. So..."

"So..."

"Don't leave me..."

His speech was softened with a voice and his trembling body held back his anger and chaotic feelings.

Louise didn't say anything, she kept quiet for a while. Naturally he could feel the body of the man trembling with a different tone and voice.

His heart was weakened, he did not want to hurt the feelings of the man who so loved him with all the flaws that he had yet he continued to do his.

And in the end he again felt guilty, as well as uncomfortable feelings.

"Yes..."

"I, will not leave you." answered softly.

Tests...

Those green eyes dropped the dew that was piling up behind his eyelids.

He did not know what he should be sad but something in him rebelled and he also silenced him.