The Macau Love Story
Alvin's change of plans

Delita and Alvin

Visual of me is yes, if it is not suitable yes you guys ngehalu yourself wkwkwk... And sorry for pov, I'm changing, so we can be the cast in the story we read. 😀

Pov Delita's

Now that I was in his room, I had only entered it about four steps away.

As I focused on researching every corner of the room, my heart almost jumped out of place when suddenly the man stood behind me, while carrying an additional suitcase sent by Devano contains cosmetic equipment, bags, shoes and other equipment.

"Why you?" her tan was cold as she turned my body to face him.

This man really had no pleasant look at all.

"No" I said as I shook my head. Of course with a tone that is no less cold. "That's mine, right?" I continued, extending my hand. But Alvin kept the suitcase out of my reach.

"Look at me when I say it" he said calmly.

I didn't look at him just now. I could only look at the chest of his field because only hatred was embedded in my heart

"Look at me!" sadistic repeat.

it took me a few seconds to see his face, but my net was only able to stare at his chin. I wouldn't want to meet our neutrals.

"Look at my eyes" The impact that seemed to know where my vision was falling.

I don't want to if I have to obey Alvin's orders to stare at the glare of his sharp eyes. On the contrary, I want to avoid him.

When I realized his feet were taking one step closer, my foot reflexes took a step back.

"Say it's okay, but why is your face holding back fear?"

The question is, make me gulp with half dead. Oh my God, if I could, my hand would have hit his face, and escaped from here.

"Why?" ask again while taking two steps forward, and I immediately responded with a headband and two steps back.

He kept stepping closer to me, and I kept stepping back. Our steps came to a halt when my back touched the closet door. I was silent with a heartbeat that made me have to take a deep breath. My mind stopped to the shocking incident when the forced marriage I did, and at once my hatred for it increased.

Unknowingly my hands clenched very tightly. There is a sense of uneasiness as well as discomfort over our current condition.

"Do you hate me, Delita?"

My heart seemed to stop beating for a moment when my name was mentioned, and not a single word could come out of my mouth because I was so nervous.

"Hate because I've replaced Pandu to marry you?"

Hearing the name of Pandu, obviously I was shocked, and reflex raised his head. Looking up a little, finally our pair of eyes met.

I don't know why the pain is back, even more.

"It looks like you hate me not because of that forced marriage" Alvin said calmly, making me frown. "Because if it's true, how dare you look at me"

"What do you mean Alvin?"

"I finally heard my wife's voice" She said it with a gaze fully highlighting my net, one eyebrow raised, as if mocking me.

"I'm sure you still feel the pain of your marriage failing, and what hurts even more is the fact about Pandu"

Words that really annoyed me

"Why are you the same as your own brother. Have you had any physical contact?"

"Enough" cut me with a breath of sting holding anger. I honestly wanted to cut off our eye contact and leave it, but it was like something was holding me back so strongly.

"You're offended by my question? I'm just asking you"

My heart was getting noisier in there not because of fear, but the position Alvin knew already close his body to my body. Until I was squeezed by the closet and him. Even our distance was eroding, making me hold my breath and subconsciously place my hands on his chest, while Alvin just freely exhaled, even his gust felt warm on my face.

I frowned, as her eyes looked at me with astonished looks. Then silence.

"Have her lips touched yours?" she stroked my hair softly. Alvin brought his face closer and automatically closed my eyes.

I would love to slap her, but I am also helpless. With my position like this, making my stall space so minimal.

Ting.tong..!

The sound of the bell from the main door, making me open my eyes slowly, I realized immediately that his nose almost touched my nose.

He was looking at me so intensely with such a close distance. His slanted smile rose, before then putting the suitcase in his hand to my left side, then turning around and exiting the room without saying anything.

One pair of my legs went limp, and I sat down with an empty mind.

I wanted to cry as hard as I could, but my voice seemed to be held back because everything that happened to me hurt me so much.

*****

If there is something strange about my current condition, it is not because I suddenly married him, but because his attitude suddenly changed not as loud as the conversation in the room earlier.

After opening the door, which turned out to be a Kfc courier, he returned to the room and saw me sitting on the floor with tears, and asked me to leave the room to eat dinner.

"Are you afraid of being my wife?" alvin asked as he was chewing the food in his mouth.

"Why am I afraid, I'm going to file for divorce any minute now"

My words, made Alvin frown.

"I'll never divorce you"

"But I'm sorry, I can't live with a man I don't love"

Prangs...

The sound of chopsticks he dropped on the bowl violently shocked me and my body immediately snorted.

"Even if you insist, I will never fulfill your request"

"I don't love you Alvin, why are you forcing me"

"Because I love you so much" replied Alvin with high intonation. "I reiterate once again, I love you and will never part from you"

"But what about me who doesn't love you?"

"You should be able to love me Delita"

After saying that, Alvin went to his room, but he only ate half of the contents of his plate.

Overly?? No, I'm not outrageous, it's her attitude that forced me to marry her that's outrageous.

The night grew quiet, there was no sound including television.

I was pecking myself in front of the mirror, rubbing night cream on my face, and lotion on my hands and feet. Winter like this, always makes my skin very dry, and my lips sore a little.

The evil man went straight into the bathroom as soon as I finished cleaning myself.

As my position was already sitting on the bed, with my back resting on the headboard and both my hands holding the phone, my nose caught the soap arematherapy that suddenly went out around our room. The man had just opened the bathroom door, with a towel wrapped around his plate.

I glanced at him, but I didn't care about him being bare-chested at all. This was the first time I saw a man with such an appearance. If only he had allowed me to sleep in the other room, I wouldn't have had to see the sight.

The man, did not glance at me at all.

The next second, for the second time I was shocked by his actions, until my phone almost slipped out of my hand.

His body, knowingly bent with the palm of his hand he landed on the side of the bed.

"I won't stop loving you, even if you don't love me" He said in the eyes of a man I can't understand. "I'm going to change things up a little bit so you always miss me, don't even want to part with me" she continued, leaving the room and closing the door a little hard.

I don't know what that means, but I'm not affected by it at all. Whatever plan he changes, it won't change my plan to part from him.

Seriate