Love By Psychopaths
CHAPTER 11 11 ___________WAKE UP.: WAKING UP

I woke up from my sleep, stretching my aching body, especially the waist and surroundings. I began to cover my face as I remembered the incident. Yeah, well, when Darrel and I did that.

It's a shame, how could I do that. It was also my own stupidity for being less vigilant. Sometimes I massage my temples because of dizziness. Maybe it was the effect of the drug Darrel put on my food.

...DAPS... DAPS... DAP.......

The sound of footsteps was of course Darrel, I made sure there was no one else but me and Darrel.

...THE CLEK.......

I heard the door open slowly, and sure enough it was Darrel. With a smile and Darrel headed towards me. Me? What the hell am I doing? I just curled up while hugging my leg. It was only the first time I realized that psychopathic attitudes in the real world were not the same as psychopaths in romance novels I read.

In many novels, the spikopaths will obey everything the MC Perempuan asks for. But me? It is precisely I who must obey the Darrels, both his attitude and his actions.

"Ha.." I started to sigh as I realized what I was thinking.

"The... The dea? You're... You're okay" Darrel asked as usual, brushing my hair that covered my face.

'How can I be okay CRAZY!' I said to myself while throwing my face away.

I can only keep swearing. I'm too scared to say it to Darrel. But I have to have a plan, no one can help me now. I looked around, there was no ventilation or anything. So maybe... Only Darrel can get me out of here.

What about Kaka? The mama? Papa's? They must have dated me, but I'm not sure if they know where I am. It's really a closed room, I didn't even realize it was day or night. There is only an incandescent lamp outside the room makes the atmosphere more dim.

I immediately closed my ears, embarrassed as I stared at Darrel. With my face flushed red, Darrel must have seen it.

"What do you think ha?" asked Darrel while bringing his face closer to mine.

Soon I felt a cold, chewy thing fall on my forehead. Of course Darrel kissed my forehead gently. Like a couple. I wanted to duck in embarrassment, but Darrel stopped him by holding my head.

"I have one guess, want to try?" darrel said whispering while slightly hugging my head.

"A... What's?" I said stammering out of fear.

"How many times have I gone out imagining you last night" Darrel said as he continued to say in my ear, then kissed me on the nape.

"WHERE! WHERE DO I KNOW! AND WHAT KIND OF GUESS IT IS!" my screams instantly kept my head away from Darrel's embrace.

But at least I got one piece of information, that it's morning. Because Darrel said last night, so we did it at night and then Darrel went on his own.

Darrel just smiled at me, he smiled like a happy face. But Darrel's expression was not that of an ordinary person, he was an enigmatic expression.

"10 times" said Darrel again.

I straightened my eyes in disbelief. I'm getting my body away from Darrel, afraid of his perverted thoughts. For a long time not only was Darrel crazy, but he was going crazy.