(Love Hurts!) Trapped By Mr. Mobster
A traitor?

The green iris stared at the open balcony door, the sun was now dim, the blowing air had now started to turn colder.

The pale face stared at with a blank look, those green eyes began to pile up a clear circle that was no longer unstoppable.

"You're cold?" asked the man who began to break the silence of the room which had a wide width that was after before his full voice begging to stop.

With no answer at all, James stared at the beautiful back that turned his back, all traces of reddish kissing visible so clearly on the body covered with the blanket.

He went down, took his clothes back and put on them. He stared at the open balcony door just like the girl who was just silently staring out.

James also slowly closed it, now no more cold wind into the room.

He turned his head, his angry eyes filled with clear circles piled up on his crackers.

His steps walked over, wiping away the tears that fell from the petals of the beautiful girl with that pale face.

"Ck!" Louise clucked, her hand instantly brushed off the swipe given by the man in front of her.

"You want to keep acting like this? What was less?" the face that did not display that expression stared towards the girl in front of him.

"Just this time I see someone who claims to hate others but keeps touching them?" asked the girl with a bitter smile and eyes that stared intently, the frail body immediately woke up staring at the man in front of her.

James did not say anything, he did hate with blood flowing in the body of the girl in front of him but he also loved her at once.

"Stop making me even more upset" said the man who chose to throw away his face no longer staring at the pale face with an angry look.

"Obsolute? Who is more upset here? Me or you?!" her question looked towards the man who was throwing his face away.

"I give you the right to speak? You need to know where you are now? You're not the daughter of the conglomerate anymore here, Elouise Steinfeld Rai is dead, so don't act like the princess here." she said as she slowly clasped the girl's jaw in front of her.

The deg!

Those green eyes gasped at his hearing, he shook his head with those words. "Louis will find me! I'm sure!" say it with a hand that wants to brush the grip on his chin while still holding his blanket so as not to fall.

"seek you? I wonder which is faster? The killer I sent for him? Or find her sister?" asked the man who subconsciously showed his smirk.

Louise rounded her eyes and stared with a frown after her, "Am I not enough yet?!" his words were firmly brushed off the man's hand in his jaw.

Nah!

"Enough? You're forgot? I killed whoever was involved." replied the man lightly like he didn't feel the slightest guilt.

"Then you can kill me after giving birth," the girl did not know, but the spontaneous answer just came out of her mouth.

"No, I can't." the iris that trembled for a moment saw a face that was like it wasn't afraid at all even when it was about to be killed this very second.

"Why?" Louise did not take her eyes off, her hands squeezing with a strong blanket covering her body.

"I still need you" James replied, quibbling as if he had done nothing wrong.

"need to? What else can you take from me?" asked the girl with a look and smile that looked bitter and bland.

"I think you're a good fit for something, you're smart, you're beautiful, your personality is good too. I can produce offspring without defects right? What about you?" her smiling reply knotsly looked at the girl who was surprised to hear her that.

The deg!

The girl's body petrified for a moment hearing her, Descendants? Speech that sounds so spicy because it makes it just like a child making machine that is chosen that does not have a gap.

"Why should I? You can get it from your girlfriend, right? You guys have other kids too? Why should it be my son? I'm the one you hate?" ask her with her hands squeezing the blanket that covered her body.

"Isn't it more profitable for me? Take revenge and get someone suitable to produce the perfect child?" the man replied with an indescribable smile.

He did not know what it was, but every word he put out to hurt the girl in front of him looked very easy to get out.

The originally so furious gaze slowly began to fade and coldly, the clenched hand violently squeezing the blanket slowly began to stretch.

"What have you been like since I was like that? Before the woman you love returns I'll be her replacement? After she gets back to you I'm a child-making machine for you?" ask with eyes that need answers.

James was silent for a moment, his knotty smile was slowly lost and replaced with a flat face that did not give any emotion.

"Yes," the short answer that was so pierced into the heart of the girl who heard her.

The girl laughed bitterly while lowering her gaze and dropping her clear circle.

"Then are you going to kill my brother?" ask with a smile but the eyes are lying upside down with the corners of his lips.

"Sure," replied the man coldly.

That way I won't feel too guilty about my family for liking you...

Louise kept quiet and nodded as if she now knew what answer would be issued.

"You won't be able to kill him" he said, staring back at the man, "I don't know if you just want this child or love him, but whatever it is I'm going to kill him, I want to snatch it from you too." he continued.

"Who? You want to kill your own son?" asked the man subconsciously raising the corner of his lips, "You think you can do it? I know you better than you know yourself." he said, looking down on his face toward the girl who was still sitting on the bed.

He smiled, he realized that he was very selfish but he could not stop over both of them. Love and vengeance that he could not stop.

The cup!

One small sigh glimpsed the pale lips and slowly moved away.

"The waiter will come for your dinner, so act accordingly this time" he said as he began to leave the room.

The man's steps halted for a moment before touching the door handle of the room.

"And it seems like this kind of punishment is more suitable for you right? It's not gonna hurt my son, so if you're gonna keep on acting I'm gonna assume you want to do it, too" she said before leaving.

Blam it!

The sound of the door closing, the girl's body was trembling because of her crying. His eyes closed and missed all his precious childhood.

"I want to go home." he murmured softly.

Missing both parents who are not there, feeling worried about his one-on-one family that he has.

"When does he hate me for having the same blood? But want my son too? Goddamn bum!" his murmur was softened with his mockery and his cry.

And moreover the thing that made her most angry was still having feelings for the man who wanted to kill her twin brother at once had already hurt her.

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

Two Weeks later.

The man's steps stopped for a moment staring at the floor full of shattered glass.

"He's hysterical again?" louis asked one of his servants.

"Right sir, the madam destroyed more items today" she replied as decently as possible.

"He's hurt?" he looked at the servants again.

"A little in the palm of the mistress was hit by glass," replied the maid.

The man didn't say anything more than just passing by to see his wife.

"What else is this time?" louis said as he examined the hand that had been treated.

"Divorce, I want a divorce.." he murmured softly.

The man let out a rude breath, "I can love anything you want but not divorce!" speak it firmly.

"I've also found an eye donor for you, one more month of surgery will be done so tomorrow we go to the hospital to prepare for the examination before the operation." connect her to the silent woman.

"You think acting like an angel will erase your guilt?" she laughed with the man she married.

"Cla? Please, stop acting like this?" the man said to his wife.

A man who still feels sad even though time has passed, he cannot forget at all what he saw at that time.

The feeling of guilt for not being able to protect his one-on-one sister he had still made him upset.

He slowly embraced the woman who had legally become his legal wife despite the many rejections of her slender little body.

"I know I'm wrong, but I don't want to lose you either." she said softly as she continued to hug the rebellious woman in her arms.

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JBS Hospitals

3 Days later.

The man who was staring at the paper in front of him along with turning his memories back about some time before his.

"No nail polish?" his murmurs were sure that the girl was already wearing her nail dye and even made a video call when installing her.

"He was lost not dead." murmured with a twitching head for thinking of the impossible.

His body was recovering even more until he could walk freely at this time.

His steps led to the leader's room where he was treated at this time, no matter if the father was also in the same place.

"Louise is alive!" his words suddenly on the man who was looking at the data that had just been given his father's best friend.

"What?" louis was confused.

"I'm sure! He's still alive! The body is not him! She used nail polish before her fiance!" say it again.

"Zayn?" Rian called out his son's name to stop saying such absurd things.

While Louis seemed silent and seemed affected by the speech.

"Stop, don't you think about her feelings?" asked the middle-aged man approaching his son while looking at the man who was sculpting it.

"I'm sure Pa!" zayn told his father.

"What if it's wrong? You're just gonna hurt Loui-"

"No! Louise is still alive I am - yeah"

Plaque!

Rian slapped his son's cheek, not without reason he did his.

To say that someone who has died is biologically still alive in a family that is still so lost is like giving hope if corn kernels will grow into rice.

"Don't fight and come out" said Louis who looked dizzy to hear her and wanted his own time.

He asked his uncle and best friend to come out and call his secretary.

"Find out about the salon where Louise does nail care before her fiance" she told the man who became her secretary in place of the woman who is now her wife.

"Well, President" he told his superiors.

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

The man who stood up straight was reporting something with someone sitting listening.

"Is that?" the voice that sounded emotionless was a small nod hearing her.

"I want to see my mother" she said, clenching as her conversation was over.

"Meet? I don't know..."

"Do what I tell you well, and don't be so uptight like that your mother is too old and has no price" she said smilingly behind the dark silhouette.

There was no answer, the man in a neat suit only held a snapping in his teeth with his hands clenched but could do nothing.

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Sorry well if his othor long bat up his in both novels othor🙏🙏🙏

On Thursday there was a trial and because the examiner of his automatic killer othor did not calm down if you want anything.

After the trial and othor revision also still think about its value, still not calm also🤧🤧🤧 so time for novels was the umpteenth interest🤧🤧

Please pray well let his othor smoothly jaya in graduating this year🙏🙏

Again sorry for not being able to up on time🙏🙏🙏

Happy reading💕💕💕💕

Oh yes, who would like to send a package of santet for James babang please well wkwk, so it is not as good as his jidat aja make heartache his Louise othor😏😌