JORDAN
Chapter 19's

It's been a month since Jordan claimed his rights, Lionara will always wake up

in the nude. In the morning with crumpled joints

fainter. Lionara's gaze was currently falling on his stomach— stared at Jordan's hand

who's still there. And the man's head seemed to be sound asleep on his shoulders.

Lionara's face immediately reddened when remembering the activities last night. I don't know what

penetrating Jordan. This guy seemed reluctant to stop and continue playing

his body.  Jordan always says ‘once

again’ and ‘again’ but still he adds up to many times.

It's not that Lionara doesn't like it. He likes. Jordan always makes sure Lionara is satisfied more

before the man's interest. It's not known if all men are the same as Jordan.

Lionara rewinded his face slightly and noticed Jordan's deep asleep face— very peaceful and carefree.

Lionara looked at her husband's face. Spanish blood is so thick there, though,

creating a distinctive latin face with sharp eyes. Slowly, his index is raised

down her husband's firm jaw with a light movement of feathers. Stare

the bright face in front of him until his memory drifted on

the conversation at Rikkard's residence when the two had just returned from Venice.

At that time, for the first time Lionara saw the fragility of her husband. It turned out that Jordan had put on his best mask to cover his deep wounds. Not dismissing, his heart was also sad to witness firsthand the pain of the man's heart.

Her husband is not okay.

He's devastated... He's wounded...

“You're coming, Nak” welcome Rikkard to smile warmly with both hands wide open then

hugging Jordan and Lionara alternately.

“Grandpa how are you?” *The lion asked*

“As you can see, Son. Very good.”

“Happy to hear it, Kek” Lionara smiled small

“I'm sure you guys didn't come because you missed me,” Rikkard looked suspiciously, especially when his gaze met with Jordan who still seemed silent

“Good if Grandpa already knows,” Jordan said

“You are indeed cruel, Nak” Rikkard grimaced

Jordan did not press, he casually stepped onto the sofa and sat there leaning without waiting for the host. Lionara shook her head to see her husband's behavior.

“Ck, not at all changed” Rikkard clucked, then took the hand of his granddaughter-in-law, he said,

take him to the couch.

“How was your holiday? Are there any signs of my great-grandson presence there?” rikkard Goda

pointing at Lionara's flat stomach with his chin. Reflex, Lionara also touched his stomach.

“Ora et labora. I work, the duty of Grandpa who prayed,” Jordan said lightly

“Damn it! So you're not praying, are you?” fierce Rikkard while throwing couch cushions right on

the face sucks her granddaughter.

“Didn't a very enthusiastic Grandpa want to immediately have a great-granddaughter” again Jordan grinned

sucks.

“Ya,ya. it's up to you,” grunts Rikkard.

Lionara sighed tiredly at the actions of the grandson and grandfather.

“What do you want to know?” tanya Rikkard turned serious.

“Everything.” Jordan leaned forward, his gaze sharpened “including the intent of the son of the bastard who likened my mother to dirt.”

Silent. In silence Lionara observed alternating changes in the countenance of the two men.

Rikkard cleared his throat, “You sure?”

“Say,”

“All the mess that happened in your parents' relationship was my fault,”

Rikkard heaved a heavy sigh “Grace loved Josep very much. Since childhood they have grown up together. Grace tirelessly continues to pursue Josep's love despite all she gets

waiver. Grandfather loved Grace very much because of her sweet and gentle attitude.

Even me and your grandfather Adam agreed to betroth them. But it turned out to be Josep

he refused because he already had a lover who he loved, Rossalyn. Grandfather was angry and threatened not to give up the family assets if Josep refused his marriage to Grace. And. Grandfather also secretly threatened.

Rossalyn wants Josep's company destroyed if it doesn't. Rossalyn agreed and they broke up.”

Rikkard paused for a moment.

“Then?” sue Jordan for impatience

“Your father is heartbroken. He went on a rampage and ended up drunk. While Grace who saw the destruction of Josep, felt sad. Then on the night that Josep was being overrun

alcohol, Grace came to see him, and somehow that night she gave up

himself to Josep. They slept together. Until one month later Grace was declared positively pregnant, you. And inevitably I forced Josep to take responsibility.”

Suddenly Jordan's laughter echoed, as if what his grandfather said was a joke.

“Bullshit!”

Over the course of several months of knowing Jordan, Lionara noticed the change in her husband's aura quickly. Slowly, Lionara gently pinched the arm of Jordan who was still laughing

ordinary.

“Jordan..”.

“Do not laugh, Cake. My mom couldn't have acted that cheaply just because she loved that rancid bastard,”

Rikkard shook his head faintly, “That's right, son. Your own mother admitted it. Dia—“

“I TOLD YOU MY MOM WASN'T THAT CHEAP, CAKE!” jordan's thunderclaps instantly rose to his feet with both hands clenched tightly, his jaws hardened until his veins were visible. He really does not accept that fact.

“Jordan, calm yourself.” reprimand Lionara also rose—string his grip on Jordan's arm which in an instant has been overwhelmed with anger.

Jordan turned his head, looked coldly at Lionara “Quiet you said? Tell me how I can

relax if because of my presence, the rest of the life my mother has every day is filled with tears. While the bastard lived a good life with his affair!” low, Jordan growled emphasizing his every utterance.

Lionara gulps,

his feelings are getting worse now. Auras, voices and gazes as cold as that appeared

revert. Even still fresh in his memory how terrible it would be if Jordan was angry.

“That's not true, son. The wrong grandfather. All because of Grandpa's selfishness,” Rikkard got up, stood up,

looking at the grandchild's worry.

“THAT'S THE TRUTH, CAKE! MOMMY SHOULD HAVE KILLED ME IN THE FIRST PLACE SO THAT MY LIFE AND MY LIFE WOULD NOT

END THIS SAD!” jordan's breath is hunting. As long as his jaw is hardened,

both of his eyes were also reddened when then his body suddenly decayed to its knees

“Jordan..

Rikkard approached his grandson, also kneeling holding Jordan's shoulder with teary eyes.

“Wake, Son. Don't be like this,” hoarse, Rikkard cupped Jordan's face that is now changing

with such a deep pain.

“The bastard has no heart, Cake. That day, he did not want to save us.

Because of him...the kidnappers vent their animal passions on mommy— in front of my eyes. Then.. and then mom's all her might is still trying to save me. He said I have to live. And.. therefore he sacrificed himself to burn to death with the kidnappers.” disjointed,

Jordan finished the sentence. He let his tears drip out without a sound. It has been a long time since her mother left.

“He's a savage man, Cake. She doesn't deserve to be called daddy.”

“Jordan..,” Rikkard's tears fall, not expecting after all these years his grandson is new

open mouth—reveals painful events years ago, which makes

psychologically shaken.

“Why don't you ever say it, son? Why are you saying your trauma now?”

“For what? for that bastard to pity me? No need, Cake. I don't need that.”

“At least if at that time you open your mouth, then Grandpa himself will eliminate lives

that damned boy!” rikkard snapped in anger.

“No, Cake.” Jordan shook his head weakly, “let me do it myself my way.”

“Stupid,” Rikkard breathed a rough breath before pulling Jordan's body and hugging him as tightly as possible. He simply did not expect that the grandson who was used to looking so kind and silly

it was apparently storing a very deep wound.

And just then, in the silence the tears both fell down soundlessly.

Lionara was still standing there, staring at her grandfather and husband with feelings she could not describe. Lionara is still difficult to understand the complexity that occurs

in this family. Lionara still could not believe what he saw

as Jordan knelt with a deep look of pain. And for

the first time he saw the man crying. It seems he is not a little capable

I saw Jordan like this. The Jordan he knew was a strong, annoying and cruel man. Not this weak.

Unknowingly the tears of the woman came out just so wet her cheeks.

****

Lionara touched Jordan's hand, trying to move it to escape

his body. He had to clean up and prepare for Jordan's needs before the man left for work.

“It's still morning,”

Hoarse voice along with close embrace made Lionara's movement stop. Hand of Jordan

locked in his stomach again. Without warning the man dropped Lionara's body and returned the woman to his pillow again.

“Jordan, almost seven o'clock,” Lionara shakes Jordan's shoulder “wake,”

“A little more,”

“Evening Sam said you have many meetings today. You need to be ready now,”

“They can wait. I'm the boss.”

Lionara sighed in annoyance, “Alright, let me just wake up. You step aside,” while brushing Jordan's hand on his belly.

“Half more hours.” Jordan stroking Lionara head “bobo again expanse.”

“I want to shower, Jordan”

Retaliating for the arm, Jordan did not let Lionara get out of bed. “Later we shower the same. I bathed,”

“Thank you, but no need,” Lionara shuddered. He knew taking a shower with Jordan would never

really shower. The man will ask for it again.

Jordan gave me an amused smile, “mealsya we sleep again,” he patted the crown of Lionara.

“Jordan,” protests Lionara, but his lips are powerless to smile small.

“Iya, dear... fifteen more minutes,”.

Exhaling a long breath, Lionara no longer thrashed. He is lazy to argue and inevitably

follow Jordan's will. He learned not to be too rigid with her. She tries to be a good wife, although it is quite difficult and not uncommon

their communication is a little messed up. Jordan has a lot of personality, and Lionara is too serious. But even so Lionara admitted. Despite his father's troubles, Jordan treats Lionara with all his warmth and all his caring and it makes Lionara feel comfortable.

“You still want to work?”

Lionara looks up, “What can?”

“Sure,” Jordan smiled

Lionara. Still can't believe his hearing. That easy

Jordan allowed? Jordan has been the most against his wishes.

“You're serious?”

“Do I look like a joke?”

Lionara's eyes squinted, looking at him suspiciously, “To be frank I still can't believe you

let me get back to work this easy,”

Jordan smiled, one hand rubbing Lionara's head.

“I expected your reaction would be this happy. I'm happy to let you work but as my assistant in the office.”

Assistant... assistant…

Lionara was forced to digest those words for a moment before clearly grasping the intent of the

that word. “Your assistant in the office?!” This guy was deliberately playing him. “I don't want to!” reject Lionara firmly

“Why? That's a much better job. You will also be on salary.” Jordan lowered his shoulders casually.

“That's not my usual job!”

“Oh just relax. Sam will teach you slowly. And again, your job is not

it will have a lot to do with the documents. Just focus on serving my needs while in the office like your duties in this house.”

“Stay only I tid—“

“No rejection, My dear. Or you prefer to be forever cooped up in rum—”

“Fine,” Lionara sighs resignedly. Rather than in brackets in the house he better follow

the man works in the office. At least there he will meet new people and interact more freely.

 “Good wifey,” lips Jordan smiles triumphantly.

To be continued

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