The Trait of Love The Player
Devil Twisted

The two bright ash-cloaked eyes stared mischievously at Yazan, even the occasional beautiful netra flashing seductively.

The shady look he showed, was able to make the Crown Prince petrified on the spot. While the man next to his body, looks like he is pretending not to care. When in fact at this time, he was eager to throw a fork in his hand at his two half-brothers eyes.

"After dinner, meet Dad, El!"

Elvier turned his head, his eyes staring flat at the Father. Although their relationship seems to be improving, there are no more innuendo or so - Elvier still cool to Ommar.

"Well," said Elvier.

The man returns to enjoy his dinner, though occasionally he glances at Yasmine and Yazan - without anyone else's knowledge.

On the other hand, Haraya was seen staring intently at Yasmine. Her eyes were burning with fire, she did not expect that the dancing girl would dare to tease her husband brightly. Is it possible that the threat was yesterday, just the wind then for him?

Looks like Haraya has to do something - that might make the dancing girl regret it.

A small grin appeared on the Concubine's lips, and Elvier could see clearly. The faint smile Elvier created, it seems that later he had to reward a lot of kisses and hunches for the Princess, because it managed to lure the female snake out of the nest.

While Zorra, the young pregnant woman could only harbor resentment - without being able to do anything about it. Caviar and Zoyya had already returned home to Abraham's family - so there was no one to support him at this time.

It's too bad, isn't it?

                        🐎🐎🐎

Yasmine slowed down her steps, when she realized that someone was following her while crossing the palace hall on the third floor. He deliberately chose the third floor-because the building was one location with his father-in-law's workspace. So what if something happened to him, Elvier wouldn't have gone too far.

Yasmine's cynical smile was re-created, she already knew who was following her steps at this moment. Who else if not Yazan. The lewd Crown Prince has entered into the trickery of the dancing girl. Just because of one blink, Yazan lowered his pride.

Really a cardboard boy! a man who only has a big lust - but his brain is only the size of mustard seeds.

Basic cheesy! it's disgusting!

Yasmine continued to curse in her heart, until a single pull in her hand made her steps stop. He had guessed that this would happen soon.

"Wait Baby! why are you avoiding me? and yet you dared to tease me in front of everyone - including in front of your lover, right?"

Yazan grinned pervertedly at Yasmine, the check on the Princess's arm slowly slacking off into a soft, delicate caress, making Yasmine shudder in horror in fear, not aroused.

"Not that I told you, don't ever play with my husband."

The slow voice and haunting Haraya made Yasmine's hair stand up.  At the moment Haraya looks like a cold-blooded killer, her handsome face flat and cold-shrinking sharply at Yazan who was knocked down on the floor.

Yasmine moved back when she saw Haraya's gaze turn on her. It wasn't that he didn't dare to face Haraya, but Yasmine was still sane to hold the iron object against his body - even more so in the head. If he's not dead, then maybe a coma - maybe a concussion is the third option.

"You scared hm?"

Haraya chuckled softly, his pangs sounding like a man of prolonged depression.

"Didn't I tell you Dance Girl, stay away from my husband. But it turns out you were so naughty-you purposely teased her in front of me. Do you think my words were just playing?"

Bugh!

Haraya clucked in annoyance, when he saw the white veiled girl avoid hitting the baseball bat, made of iron in his hand.

"Luckily enough," he sneered.

While Yasmine, the Princess' two eyes looked increasingly alert. Right now all he could do was endure, buy time and provoke Haraya's emotions.

"I kill you" whispered Haraya, with a terrible grin at both corners of her lips.

The woman in a long black dress drew closer to Yasmine. Ready to smash the object in his hand, but this time Yasmine managed to catch Haraya's wrist.

"I didn't expect you to be the mastermind of all the accidents I've been through,"

The deg!

Both Haraya's eyes were perfectly rounded, when he heard the girl's veiled voice. The sound is the same as-,

"Yes Haraya, everything in your petty brain is true, I'm Yasmine. The woman you killed, by pushing her car down a cliff. Hows it? are you surprised?"

YES, I AM YASMINE, WHO DO I THINK I AM? SELENA GONJRENG HUH!