The Devil Charming's

The Devil Charming's
The Part 10


Edward carried Lizbeth's body to his apartment after getting out of the car. The man deliberately brought her here to avoid new problems if Edward brought Lizbeth to his mansion because it could be that at any time both Nathalie and the other family came and it would be difficult to explain the figure of the girl with conditions like this and this apartment is one place that is not known by the Franklyn and Miller family.



Edward laid Lizbeth's body slowly on his king-size bed, deftly Edward took off Lizbeth's shoes as well as the girl's black jacket leaving a white T-shirt and jeans. With a flat gaze without Expression Edward took out a small bottle of light blue liquid from his pocket and walked towards the cupboard to pick up the syringe. Slowly the liquid that was the antidote to the poison entered the syringe perfectly, even it was seen that Edward was used to doing this easily. Without difficulty finding the blood vessels on Lizbeth's hands, Edward cleaned them first with a cotton swab that had been driped with alcohol before injecting the antidote there. Edward sighed and looked at Lizbeth's pale face for a few seconds before turning around, walking towards the bathroom.



Water from the shower that soaks the athletic body.



Edward from top to bottom was not enough to cool his head at this time. Edward did not understand his sudden chaotic feelings just from seeing Lizbeth lying weakly in a miserable condition. Edward rested his hands on the bathroom wall with his head lowered, still allowing the cold water to flush his body. His mind that was used to being calm and stable now began to be disturbed since the presence of the girl. Edward closed his eyes for a moment then turned off his shower. Wraps a white towel around her waist and immediately comes out of the bathroom with the remaining water still dripping from her hair.



“Aarrgghh..”



Edward stopped his steps towards the walkin closet when he heard Lizbeth's subtle groan, the girl still closed her eyes with a frown making Edward's feet slowly approach her and sit on the side of the bed. Her big hand stroked Lizbeth's forehead gently while her blue eyes scanned the beautiful face expressionlessly, until her gaze fell on the corner of Lizbeth's injured lip. At first glance the memory of how Robinson kicked the girl back into Edward's brain, the memory made Edward's emotions rise again despite the fact that he had already eliminated Robinson, what Edward thought was worth what the man had done. Edward exhaled slowly before moving from his seat after checking Lizbeth's pulse, which was not as weak as before, indicating that the antidote had started to work properly. Maybe Lizbeth will wake up three or four hours later.



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After finishing his dinner, Edward walked to his room on the second floor with a tray filled with a bowl of porridge and a glass of water. Until he got to the door, Edward immediately pushed him with his feet and closed it again. On the bed, Lizbeth was conscious and the girl was now sitting with her frowns staring at Edward who was walking towards her.



“Why?” edward asked flatly Lizbeth received the bowl of porridge given by Edward with a look of alert face then looked at Edward sharply.



“Ap—“



Lizbeth's words came to a halt when Edward put a spoonful of porridge into his own mouth, “You think I'm going to poison you? See, if yes, then I will die first,” Edward said after swallowing the porridge in his mouth



Lizbeth was still silent with his sharp gaze, he was angry, very, how not if this man who had saved his life was the man who some time ago wanted to kill him? Lizbeth placed the bowl on the table and quickly kicked Edward until he fell backward unprepared for Lizbeth's surprise attack, it was not wasted by Lizbeth, the girl immediately stepped on the chest of Edward who was lying on the floor. Edward was still silent, letting Lizbeth do what he was going to do.



“You hurt my trust, Ed...” hiss Lizbeth with a hunting breath holding back his emotions “...I'm a fool for believing in a demon mafia like you!”



“Is this how you can thank someone who even saved you?” edward asked after quickly pulling Lizbeth's leg, slamming the girl's body and locking her movements with Edward's large body already above Lizbeth.



“And that guy also who almost killed me!” lizbeth's snarl was full of anger that flashed in her eyes.




“Follow my will if you still want to live!” edward's sharp gaze did not miss the slightest while saying the sentence of his command that sounded not want to be denied. While Lizbeth increasingly looked at the hate of the man in front of him.



“Even to death I will not follow your will! You're a nobody.” Lizbeth emphasized every word of her last sentence.



With all his might Lizbeth tried to let go of himself, either Edward accidentally let go or he who was strong enough that clearly now Lizbeth was standing with a hunting breath, put on his jacket and shoes before leaving Edward's apartment room. Lizbeth goes down the stairs quickly until he finds a man in the middle room staring at him confused, Lizbeth doesn't care he just wants to get out of the demon mafia apartment. Luckily the apartment door was not locked until Lizbeth could get out without having to break it.



“Mr.Ed?” Victor looked at Edward who was walking leisurely as if nothing had happened, in contrast to Lizbeth's expression just a moment ago .



“He who chose go.”



Edward sat himself on a long white sofa, resting his right foot on his left foot. His hand grabbed the wine bottle and poured the contents into the crystal glass beside him before sipping it slowly, turning his mind away by trying to enjoy the wine as usual even though what he was doing was nothing. Although he looks calm, but actually Edward will not be able to let Lizbeth go just like that. Edward just wants to let the girl ease his emotions, Edward can't explain his stupid reason why he injected poison while Lizbeth was asleep before Edward returned to New York. The stupid reason Edward had would only make the man a laughingstock of Lizbeth or worse the girl thought him crazy? No. since knowing Lizbeth Edward has indeed gone crazy by doing actions beyond the boundaries he created himself, he said, beyond his role as the devil Eduardo Estebat ruthless mafia who never play using his feelings but it has been violated. considering Edward deliberately pulled Lizbeth ulur to enter into his life. Edward grabbed his phone to keep track of the whereabouts of Lizbeth who was now out of the apartment area and was about to get into a taxi until a while later Edward moved quickly after seeing what was happening it was on the screen of his phone, and made Victor who was just silent now immediately gasped.



“What's up, mister?”



Edward did not answer, but the man came out of the apartment and followed Victor behind him. Edward walked with his broad steps into the elevator and immediately pressed the button towards the ground floor, after the elevator opens, Edward immediately walks into the car that has been prepared by his men while Victor who is still silent but still follows wherever Edward goes now begins to feel that there is something bad going on and it certainly has to do with Elizaveta. Girls who end this makes the big boss often can not control his emotions. Their car was still speeding through the night of New York City, Edward again took his phone and closed his eyes for a moment before the sentence he said to the driver made Victor increasingly frowning did not understand “Turn back!”



“yes, Sir.” the driver who is also a trained agent Edward immediately replied obediently.



Victor shook his head, Edward's confidant was increasingly convinced that it was again about Lizbeth that it was clear that Edward was again acting out of bounds, acting not like the usual Edward.



“What happened to miss Lizbeth?” asked Victor ventured, the article is now Edward is in bad emotions.



“No.”



The short answer did not make Victor believe Edward. Because anyone would have been able to conclude if Edward was lying or indeed was not wanting to tell the truth. Victor could only nod not wanting to ask this again, as this had already entered into Edward's privacy.