(Love Hurts!) Trapped By Mr. Mobster
You ever love me?

Rai Residence.

Clara hugged the man who became her husband tightly, she watched tv with the man in the living room.

Although he could not see but he could still hear clearly, and if there was a scene that did not have the voice of conversation he would ask his husband.

"What are they doing now?" ask her when she does not hear any conversation but regular music.

"They were kissing" Louis replied as he looked at the sweet face with a blank look.

"really? You'd love to lie, if Cecil wanted to ask him." said Clara laughing.

"We will see a romantic movie there must be a kiss scene, if we see a new horror film there is a demon" replied the man smiling while pinching his wife's cheek.

Clara did not reply but showed an adorable look to the man.

Louis smiled and pulled the woman in his arms, "So they kiss like this."

Humph!

Clara's eyes rounded for a moment, but she immediately closed them and chose to feel the gentle suction of the man's lips.

The hand that started to slip behind her sweater then rubbed her back gently.

After releasing his kiss Louis looked towards his wife, rubbing her face and wet lips of the woman gently.

"Tie?" clara lirih.

"Hm?"

"Why am I still not pregnant? We've often.." he asked softly without continuing his sentence.

The deg!

The man felt guilty when he heard her, if only he had not died giving abortion pills to women even though his children want to live maybe he now just waits for the birth of his baby.

"We're just getting married, maybe not yet" Louis replied to his wife.

He did not know what else the girl would hate on him, when he found out if she had ever been pregnant and he was the one who aborted her own womb.

Giving abortion pills with high doses when the fetus in the stomach of the girl does not die without a woman herself.

"Cla?"

"Yes?"

"You remember the president of the hospital you used to serve?" louis asked doubtfully and softly.

The deg!

Clara's heart felt like it wanted to stop hearing her, she just did not want to hear anything, compared to her physical damage the man had once completely damaged her soul and mental.

"You hear rumors about me?" asked the girl in a trembling voice.

Louis frowned, he forgot if ever destroyed the reputation of the girl who even made her own secretary's good name on the stamp as a prostitute*r who went up to her superior bed.

"the rumors? You mean?" louis didn't understand.

"Pelac*r is teasing her boss, Jal*ng is selling her body for her attention," replied the girl trembling.

"What?! Wasn't it! Not so-"

"I beg you..."

"Don't listen to that rumor, I didn't do it really! I-i'm ak-"

The deg!

All flashbacks when superiors lock, hold, harass, abuse, voids, and even treated her like an animal and then got the words and harsh treatment and humiliation that was thrown for her back gnawed back.

"Cla? Clara?!" call Louis while shaking the girl's trembling body.

"No..."

"Maybe I was a ja-"

"Cla! Here raise your face!" said the man while raising the face of the girl who was looking down.

A small body that was trembling with rushing melts of tears fell on the girl's cheeks.

"You're sorry?" clara asked hoarsely as her cries could not stop.

He always re-shaken when he remembered his superior who had destroyed everything he had before.

"Repent what? Hm?" louis asked Clara as she wiped the girl's tears with her fingers.

"Color married a woman like me? I have a bad name, and I might as well get dirty, right?" ask her questions when her confidence starts to drop.

Louis was silent for a moment, he knew that now Clara's condition was because of her high ego, but he also could not repeat the time back.

"Hey? Hear me, I love you" Louis whispered to his wife.

Clara was still silent with her tears that melted, heard the name of the superior or discussed her superiors only she was afraid and hated at once.

"You don't love me?" ask the man again.

"Love you too," Clara answered smiling sweetly in the middle of her red face because of the smile built on her cries.

Louis did not discuss anything else after that he chose to hold the girl's body in an embrace until calm.

...

At 11.25 pm

Louis looked at the watch in his hand, he called his sister but there was still no reply at all.

"Where is he now?" his words began to fidget when he found out his sister did not come home.

"Did I marry Zayn?" his decak is upset because the girl always travels and is late to go home as she pleases.

......................

Dachinko Mansion.

The girl's face was deathly pale with corn sweat coming down her forehead.

"James, stop first" she said softly and gasped for air.

He did not know the reason the man suddenly turned on him, but before he acted very cold and stared at him sharply and then forced him to do the relationship.

Not what they usually do, the man treats the fragile body like he is with a paid woman.

There was no answer to the girl's plea but only a rude gesture that made the sound of the bed creaking clear.

Unghs!

The man stomped deeply, then saw the pale face of the girl who was under his body.

"You're finished, right?" her asked with a grimacing voice enduring the pain in the core part of her body.

Compared to bers*nta the man seemed to be meng*sa girl who was under his confinement, releasing all n*fsu and anger without thinking what the girl felt.

The whole body, the core, even his stomach felt very sick, he had no more energy to fight or get angry.

James woke up from Louise's body, while the girl immediately curled up like a bow while holding a stomach that hurt.

Without saying anything, the man got up and took his clothes.

Louise saw the man who today treats her as unusual, even when she was just getting to know him also not like this.

Greb!

He grabbed the hand of the man who was wearing back his trousers.

"James? What's up?" her questions flowed with her weakened voice and her pale face.

Nah!

Again the man brushed off the hand of the girl who was asking for an explanation for her changed attitude.

Louise could no longer grab the man's hand after he was on the edge, James picked up his shirt and walked out.

Blam it!

Louise was surprised to hear the sound of the door slamming as the man walked out, but she could not catch up, he prefers to curl up while holding his stomach that hurts after the man fucked him in a very rough way.

"I made a mistake?" his murmur withered involuntarily dropping his clear bulir.

"Where are you going? My stomach hurts.." The ringist wishes the man a quick return.

But in the long night began to dissolve, the man did not return even until the girl fell asleep on her own while enduring pain in her body and stomach.

At 03.34 am

The man came in the early hours of the morning, the girl was already asleep with puffy eyes due to crying before her.

A pale face and a curled body for the bow of arrows, he looked at the face of the girl stroking her slowly.

The deg!

He gasped, all the deaths he witnessed before his eyes were repeated, again, although not ordered directly, the girl's father was the main character behind the attack on her family even though it may be unintentional.

James's?

How's it? Good right?

Because I'm beautiful?

The deg!

His chest felt tight, he did not want the girl to live but he could not kill her at all.

All the memories, smiles, and laughter they had made made her heart waver, her hands tremble and she lowered her gun.

"Right, because right now I still have feelings for you so I can't, but I'll make you suffer and if the time is up I'll also shoot one bullet at you," her words lirih.

Words that he might regret later but closed will be vengeance that is ingrained and become the purpose of his life at this time.

...

Bend his morning.

Louise began to wake up, her whole body still aches and hurts, she turned to the side but there was no one.

"He really didn't come back?" murmured and woke up.

The girl started walking to the bathroom to clean herself up.

"Blood?" his murmurs watered as he looked at the patches on the white bed sheet as soon as he returned after cleaning himself.

His eyes are perfectly rounded, he holds his stomach and is afraid if something happens to his prospective child that even his own father does not know.

"You awake?" james said when he saw the girl who was rubbing her wet hair with a towel.

His eyes stared at the bed sheet, he did not take a headache because he thought the girl was only coming to the moon.

"James, it-"

"From now on we just stop," the man cut before even letting Louise finish her sentence.

"What's? I didn't hear wrong, did I?" louise asked directly and came back not to say about her pregnancy.

"No, I'm tired of you." replied the man coldly with a face without expression there once.

"Bored? You mean what?!" louise began to panic.

His stomach was still painful but the man had said something that surprised him.

"You moron? Don't understand language? You're not what you used to be, you're boring and you don't have any more passion!" the man replied sharply while staring with a reluctant look.

"James?" call Louise in a trembling voice as she approaches the man.

Uhh!

The girl grimaced, her jaw in a strong grip to make her face look up.

"Don't think more of yourself, from start to finish you're just a toy to me, and now I'm getting tired of playing with you!" said the man with his smirk who seemed to laugh at the girl.

"Toy? You just think of me like that? Then everything you told me first?" ask Louise lirih.

Her chest was painful, a voice was choked in her throat and her tears fell without her asking.

"You really believe her? Besides, I also do not want to play with toys that have been used by others." he said while throwing his grip.

The girl's body almost fell, she had felt pain when she just woke up earlier and of course her energy was now very weak.

He held the nightstand that was not far from him so as not to fall to the floor because of the man's rough blow.

"You mean?" Louise who tried to keep asking even though her voice was in the middle of the throat.

"Havana Club, do you remember when I picked you up there? And how are you?" ask James about the girl.

He knew nothing had happened that night, but he just wanted to hurt the girl to bring something painful to the girl.

"Nothing happened back then" Louise replied directly.

"Where do I know you're being honest or lying, anyway now I won't care anymore" replied James laughing as if taking the girl for granted.

"And again you're getting easier now, it's like playing with a paid woman" he said without thinking about the girl's feelings.

"You think of me as jal*ng?" louise asked in a depressed and hoarse voice.

"You said it yourself" James replied with his cold face.

"I made a mistake?" louise asked as she tried to hold back her tears.

James turned his smile cold, "Hm, you made a mistake and I'm going to destroy everything that's on you" he said with a sharp look.

As he had said before, if for him having the same blood was also a mistake, since the girl having the blood of her parents was certainly his for her the girl was also guilty.

What else when it has the possibility if the girl could be the cause of his human experiments.

"What?! What was my mistake?!" louise asked the man.

James was silent for a moment, choosing to provide the data he had collected so that the girl would know for herself without needing to explain.

"You're like this because your ex-boyfriend is back? So you threw me out?!" louise asked softly.

James turned his iris to look at the girl's iris, knowing which answer could destroy the girl.

"Hm, now I don't need you as my outlet anymore" replied the man with his cold face.

Louise petrified for a moment, her tears were getting louder, her chest felt like it was being given a hot spear.

"Ewlamp? You just made me an impingement? Then everything you said was a lie?" ask her softly with faltering.

I don't know why his heart hurt so much to hear those words.

He could not hold back his tears, he did not even know why he could cry and feel this sick when the man was not beating him at all.

"Hm, I just need your body to have fun" James replied flatly, despite the lie but he could tell it as if he was honest.

Louise closed her hearing, it felt like she wanted to assume the man was just pranking her, but maybe if it was just her pranking, this was already very outrageous.

"I want to ask you one thing" the girl asked with great difficulty as her voice could not get out of her throat.

James stared flatly and coldly at the girl.

"You ever loved me? Even just a moment of our time together?" louise asked softly with her cries that continued to melt.

"No, I've never liked or had feelings for you, for me you're just a toy." replied the man without a second thought.

The deg!

This time Louise could no longer hold back the tears that were already full in her pelupuk, her sense of her chest getting claustrophobic hearing the man's cold answer.

James threw away his face, he could not see the pale face of the girl who was crying while holding back his crying voice, he turned his legs and wanted to step out.

"You know what?" louise said with a hoarse and difficult voice because of her crying that was stuck in her throat.

"My feelings really mean it to you,"

"Everything I do is sincere,"

"I'm..."

"I like you.." said her softly with difficulty even though her chest felt tight to make her unable to breathe.

James flinched, he held tightly to the doorknob of his room, but he still wanted to see the girl hurt even though she would hurt him as well.

"That color you're so boring and just like any other woman," she replied coldly without turning her head and coming out.

Blam it!

The sound of the door clashing strongly made the girl rumble.

His legs could no longer stand, he fell sitting on the floor, his chest felt as tight as his crying did not want to stop.

He felt completely toyed with, all his likes and feelings in the man's stampede mercilessly.

His cries were broken, when the man came out he had no reason to hold back his cries anymore.

Her eyes moved to her stomach which was still flat at this time, she rubbed her slowly. He felt that the man would not even want a child in his womb.

Stuffy...

He could not bear the pain in his chest, the tightness that overflowed like a butterfly to make him unable to breathe and continued to cry even though he wanted to stop.

Its alright...

You still have me, because you've come I'll take care of you...

Your father's...

Don't want you, he has other people in his life...

He'll just think of us as his happiness bully...

Excuse me...

Because you came to my stomach, not some other parent who might want you so badly...