JORDAN
Chapters 10

“Explain, what do you mean create all this mess?” low, Josep asked with eyes that stared intently at the relaxed-looking Jordan with his activities—twisting the ring on his wife's ring finger.

Such a grandly designed engagement party had ended in chaos and the two noble families were now

be a hot conversation by the invited guests and all television stations who quickly broadcast the cancellation of their child's engagement. Josep was so angry and almost exploded at the time that his wife would not have immediately held him back from crashing into her own son. As a result, regardless of the invited guests and media crew, Josep brought his entire core family home immediately.

And here they are, sitting in a gripping tension. Josep with his hardened jaw, the,

by her side Rossalyn continued to stroke her husband's arms to calm down. Kate and Ken, Rossalyn's young twins, have been handed over to their nannies for bed. While Lionara himself, sitting docked beside Jordan who had not stopped from his busy life toying with Lionara's ring. Lionara can only sit back— does not open the voice at all, waiting for what drama will be created between Father and child.

“Only straighten,” Jordan shoulder-twist. ”Since the beginning you yourself already know I never agreed to this engagement. You are the one who took the initiative to do it”

“That time you did not reject it at all!” josep's protest was not accepted.

“More precisely I never issued any comments at that time,” rebut Jordan no less fast “Dan

now I'm just trying to straighten it out. Well, as I announced earlier if I'm married to this girl.” Jordan lifted his fingers and Lionara pinned a pair of their wedding diamond rings—show in front of them.

“You must have paid this woman!”

“Gosh, so troublesome this old man” muttered Jordan, rolled his eyes lazy “Sam!”

Feeling his name called, Samuel went forward “Yes, Mister?”

“Please show our marriage book to that old man” send Jordan with lazy gesture

Samuel according. He swiftly placed two of his master's marriage books in front of the table.

PRAKKS

Josep threw the book back on the table with a bang after briefly examining it. His blood

back to boiling hot with that reality.

“What the fuck?! You got married without telling me first, huh?!” his thunder, then stood up with an irregular breath.

Jordan sneered, raised a sneering eyebrow, “What are you really? Until I have to report?”

“What did you say? I'm your daddy, asshole!” Josep was about to attack, but Rossalyn's hand was faster

hold it.

“Josep, hold yourselves” persemat Rossalyn shook his head

Jordan grieves, feeling fed up with her stepmother's meek-ass attitude. He stood up.

“For me, after Grandpa, I don't have anyone else I can call family. My mother has been a long time

no—so much you to me.” hiss Jordan “So don't consider yourself important.”

“Jordan watch your talk! Josep is alive. And she is your daddy” sela Rossalyn follow emotions “You don't deserve

saying so.”

“So you think ****** as you are faster, so?”

“Jordan!!” snapped Josep wrathful

Jordan grins “Why? You don't accept your beloved wife I call it?”

“Do not test my patience,” growled Josep with a strong clenched hand “However Rossalyn is

mommymu.”

“MOMMYKU IS LONG DEAD, DAMN IT!! AND IT'S ALL BECAUSE OF YOU AND YOUR BITCH! YOU KILLED HIM!”

“Beched!” without warning, Josep punched Jordan hard in the face until he slammed into the floor. He walked up to Jordan again, grabbed his collar and landed a punch. “How many times have I told you your Mommy's death has nothing to do with Rossalyn. Stop scapegoating her keep going!”

“Josep, already! Please stop!” rossalyn shouted over and tried to break up

“What are you defending him for if he is always rude to you!” point Josep at a hobbled Jordan—try to stand up

Jordan spits sideways, sniggers cynically “True. A destructive woman like you doesn't deserve to defend me.  And I'm not very keen.” either

Plakk

Josep slapped hard on Jordan's cheek that had been injured. “If I knew you'd be a child at least know yourself

look, I shouldn't have let you live that time. You better just die, damn it!” the impact once again landed on his face.

Jordan did not dwell, as his daddy searched for stuff to vent his anger. It was the baseball bat that he approached in the corner of the room.

“Josep, no!” Rossalyn shouted, trying to prevent it.

“Release. Better he die!”

Samuel, who had been trying not to interfere, had trouble believing that his great master was really

However, Josep's high power of rage no one could hold him back. With wide strides, Josep approached Jordan and floated the baseball bat on his back. Jordan curled up, his hands protecting his head until a hard pounding landed perfectly.

But, there was no pain when the debam jolted loudly into his body—when a warm embrace wrapped around

her head. Boldly, a person's body becomes a protector from the pain of the father's hit.

“Don't hurt him. It will not make any difference to you with an animal if it hurts your own child brutally.” Lionara—his cold wife, became his shield from Josep's indiscriminate blow. “You are supposed to be a healing figure, not be the one who hurts the most cruelly. Don't.” Lionara last time before closing eyes—loss of consciousness.

Jordan's face suddenly turned pale. He held his wife's helpless body and squeezed her fingers

Lionaras. “Lion, why are you doing this?” jordan's eyes are red. He cupped next to Lionara's face “Sam, to the hospital now!” Jordan jolted loudly—trained, Jordan carried his wife's body and carried her out of the house with great panic.

Josep was unmoved on the spot, with a rough roaring breath. Rossalyn threw the baseball bat away

perhaps, hugging her husband's body and keeping it away from them.

“Honey, stop. Don't hurt your son again. No matter what the circumstances, he remains your own flesh and blood.”

****

"Dok, how is my wife?!” jordan asked impatiently. Lionara's hand was held tightly.

Lionara has just finished treatment. Now the woman is lying in a hospital cage with

circumstances that are still unconscious. The wound on his head had been bandaged.

“Your wife is fine. Lucky the baseball bat hit it didn't make it through your wife's skull. Until not to experience a fatal crack that can reach the brain. After this your wife only needs enough rest, take vitamins and drugs that I will give regularly.” explained the Doctor with a warm smile.

Hearing the good news, Jordan heaved a sigh of relief. He looked back at Lionara's face that was not as pale as when he brought her here earlier. Jordan kissed the back of Lionara's hand. It was clear that both of his hands were still shaking. The shadow of the amount of Lionara's blood that soaked his palm earlier made him really afraid that— seemed to have just been forcibly pulled some of his life.

“Stupid” Jordan snorted softly “Who allowed you to feed yourself to protect me? Didn't I just tell you to stay quiet and watch? You really don't obey. You should be punished.”

Jordan lowered his face then pinned an old kiss on Lionara's forehead which had been bandaged with his eyes closed. Not satisfied just kissing on the forehead, both cheeks and lips Lionara also got a turn to suck alternately. He continued to sprinkle frustrated kisses with teary eyes. He is still difficult to believe if the girl he married by taking advantage of his weakness, was willing

to be a shield to protect himself from his father's violence. “Wake up, my lion” whispers frustrated

Since adolescence, Jordan has never been defeated or allowed anyone to scratch his body. No one would dare to face him. Even those who wanted to find trouble with him would think many times before deciding, unless the person who was harassing him was really ready to die. Not many people are aware that Jordan's outward look and friendly demeanor are dazzling

it was just a trick to cover the other side of his soul. Only those who

dabbling in the underground is knowing the other side of a Jordan. He was dubbed a psychopath famous for his cruelty and ability to kill his enemies in horrific ways.

It's just, as terrible as Jordan is in the eyes of his enemies, it won't matter if he's already

dealing with Josep—Daddy. He was indeed fond of provoking Josep, happy to make the middle-aged man emotionally rolled by his behavior. But if to beat or kill the source of his hatred, Jordan is not able to. Even just replying to the man's blow he can't. To the man she hated the most, Jordan was extremely weak. Jordan would only be silent if Josep had raised his fist letting the man beat him to satisfaction.

But today's events are beyond her expectations. Lionara fed his tiny body and received a hard hit from his father's baseball bat. Right in front of his eyes, his wife snored down with blood rushing from her head. Lion…

****

BUGH

Jordan slammed a hard fist into Josep's jaw until it slammed into the table. While Rossalyn who was on the doorstep screamed loudly with Jordan's unexpected actions.

For the first time Jordan attacked Josep. He was like in the demon race just because he saw droplets of blood coming out of his wife's body.

“Jordan, what are you doing?!” rossalyn cried out to her husband who stood hard while

holding chest.

But mercilessly, Jordan again pulled the middle-aged man's shirt collar, barely strangling the neck until Josep had trouble taking a breath. Dragged, he slammed Josep's body back against the wall, stressing his strong arm against his neck.

“How does it feel? Pain?” a few inches away, Jordan asked flatly, staring at the cruel look of Josep

start blanching. Without feeling Jordan jerked Josep's head against the wall, making Josep groan with pain because of him. A drop of blood flowed from his temple.

“Jordan stop!!” raung Rossalyn's

Jordan pressed Josep's head “Just right here, his head was bleeding earlier. Who are you to dare to hurt him, goddamn creature!”

Reflexes, Josep tried to avoid by turning his face to the side when Jordan's fist returned

hovering, but in air resistance—not resolved.

“Are you crazy?! Let go, he's your daddy!” with all her might, Rossalyn pushed back Jordan's body and succeeded. Rossalyn immediately protected Josep's weak body with her body also shaking violently. Jordan is possessed by a terrible demon.

Jordan chuckles curly, her eyes squeaking “You play too much Mr. Josep's! You hurt my wife! All this time when you beat me up, I just kept quiet. But don't think I'll just shut up when you do the same to my wife. If this happens again, I can make sure that you and your destructive woman will end up in my hands. Catch that!”

Jordan flicked his shirt

it was exposed to a splash of blood, and without waiting for long, the tall body passed by.

To be continued

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