(Love Hurts!) Trapped By Mr. Mobster
Sweet Pea's

5 Months later.

Rai Residence.

The call that started to sound and tremble made the man turn his head for a moment.

The call from the unknown number was visible from his cell phone, he frowned and raised it.

"Hello?" there is no one authentic.

"Hello? With who?" ask him again.

But the same, there is still no answer at all from the phone.

Because there was no answer at all earlier the phone made Louis clucked and turned off his phone.

Tired of working to restore some assets lost due to problems before, plus again with a prank phone that came to his.

"More is strange now," he murmured as he let out a lazy breath and clucked.

His focus was back distracted, he was staring at the flat computer in front of him.

"I have to meet him." he said softly when looking at the photo of the man containing data that looks clean.

Only the information of shareholders in some places, and home addresses that have never even been visited, in addition to the information data is very limited.

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

Rome, Italy.

The woman looks nervous looking at her dead cell phone. He was just typing and randomly trying to call an old number that he recognized.

"He doesn't know it's me?" his murmurs were rolling over on his bed for fear of being caught.

Since five months passed Clara began to try one of the hobbies that she once liked in school first.

Try a photographer and even be close to one of the men who are in the same field as his.

"God.." decaknya who woke up and looking for cold water even though it was midnight.

Sometimes he forgets a little when he lives alone, no one wakes him up for breakfast, no one waits for him or no one talks to him while he is at home.

"I can't think of anyone who's been mean to me." she said softly as she dropped her head on the table.

All the small attention that he used to get easily was no longer there, he liked his freedom but did not like his solitude.

Confusing and wrong, that was what he felt right now.

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

Dachinko Mansion.

The time that passed for several months with a sweet attitude and the same as before like nothing happened made the man start to soften.

Although only softened in attitude but he did not speak as loudly and cold as before.

And the beautiful girl is always trying to maintain the sanity she has to keep smiling or interacting as usual.

But what he felt was only one by one his feelings faded, not only his body feeling seemed to disappear.

...

Prangs!

The flat-looking face picked up the scattered shards of glass without calling for the maid to clean it up.

Tests...

The thick red liquid flowed from the end of his fingers, he did not grimace at once because he did not feel anything.

His eyes looked confused as to why his fingers continued to bleed even though he felt nothing.

"Louise?"

The baritone voice that called out to her made the girl turn her head, the flat face was smiling again staring towards the man who was not far from her.

"James," the girl just stepped through the glass, even though she was wearing sandals but would still be able to hurt her legs.

The man's eyes rounded for a moment staring at that unscrupulous step.

Taps...

Taps...

Taps...

A red plaster of the girl's footsteps is seen on the floor of the mansion's light brown marble.

"You're back?" a question with a sweet smile that seemed to feel no pain at all.

James silently did not answer, if the expression of pain is not like that, he was sure that the girl did not feel any injuries.

"You're hurt" he said, grabbing the girl's hand.

"Yes, but I don't feel anything." she replied lightly looking at her fingers slashed by the glass a little.

"Your legs too, you should be careful. You're not a child anymore" she told the girl as she began to hold the girl and take her to a safer place.

"Legs?" louise asked confusedly who didn't feel if her leg was hurt.

"You don't feel anything? Doesn't that hurt?" james asked as he lowered the girl onto the sofa and crouched down to look at the wound on the girl's leg.

"ill? Why do you always ask me if you're sick or not?" asked Louise cringing.

"Jawab only," said the man as he moved to pick up the P3K box.

"You want me to get sick? I don't like pain, I don't want to be sick either." replied the girl softly.

James turned his head, the bright smile fading as he said it. He turned his eyes back and chose not to comment on the girl's words.

"Chiko's gone, so it's like this until she gets back." his words are more confident if his subordinates are the doctor in charge of the girl even though he has other subordinates who have the same profession.

"Hm, you won't let me get hurt right now?" ask the girl with a smile even though in each of her sayings often contained innuendo.

Humph!

The girl flinched when suddenly the man was indeed on her lips when he finished bandaging the wound on her leg, but he did not refuse or encourage her but accepted and even opened his lips so that the man more freely kissed her.

"You can't stay quiet for a second? Just now I've been injured? Hm?" his question after mel*mat lips of the girl.

"Then don't leave," the girl replied smiling at the man.

James didn't say anything, he already told Chiko that the girl wasn't starting to feel the sensory in her body.

Drinking tea that is still hot, unconscious when injured and do not feel pain when given medication. It was completely different from before, and the answers he was given were only the ones he did not want.

Things that can not be treated by his mainstay doctor because the psychological girl is sick and Chiko is not in the field at all.

...

The film from the big tv was a spectacle of a beautiful girl who was leaning her head on the shoulder of the man sitting next to her.

A good movie but with an ending he doesn't like at all, "You can't just change it? I don't like the end of the story."

James frowned, why not like it? The film ends happily as it marries at the end of the story.

"Why? Isn't this a good ending?" her question doesn't understand.

The girl was silent for a moment while staring blankly at the television, "They did something that I wouldn't be able to do."

The man gasped, the reply in a soft voice and sounding hopelessly managed to make his lips clench for a moment.

"If you want you can do it too" said the man in a low tone.

Louise smiled obliquely hearing her, "Do what? Be married? With who? Isn't Elouise dead?" ask the man who made his existence undetermined, alive but as if dead from the world.

James was silent, where maybe he could argue and answer her just like that when it was that made the girl could not have the same life as before.

"You can do it with me, at least it can have the same atmosphere" the man replied to the girl leaning on his shoulder.

"No need, you marry the woman you love." replied the girl softly in a very soft voice.

Again the man was silent, he could not say anything when he himself never said how he felt.

"You don't want to marry me?" asked James.

"Well, can you marry me? No right? You yourself have a woman you want to marry," replied the girl with innuendo and the mood instantly turned ugly.

"What if ak-"

"James! Stop that!" the girl who immediately cut off the man who was with her at this time, "Don't talk like that easily" continued Louise who began to lean on the man's shoulder.

"You're the one who asked me if I wanted to marry you or not, right? It's up to me, not things"

"Okey, say you want marry with me, but can you answer my question first?" cut the girl off immediately.

"Do you love me?" continue the girl while looking into the eyes of the man in front of her firmly.

Yeah, I love you, but...

The man was silent with a word he could not get out of his lips, while the girl could no longer stare and closed for a moment.

"See? You don't love me.." murmured the girl softly.

Hoping on the fragile thread would only always hurt him, yet he could never really let go either.

"Louise? You.." said the man softly while holding the girl's arm.

There was no reply, the girl looked down not showing her face, set her expression that changed for a moment.

"Hm? I'm sorry I got carried away with that feeling" he said with a small smile staring at the man.

"You want to sleep? We're moving into the room?" ask James who didn't say anything.

Since the last five months he can indeed be counted with the finger how many times to sleep alone because the man began to bring him back into the same room continuously.

"We're going to sleep together until your birthday" said the man, who realized what he said, "No, I mean, not just samp-"

"Then we go to sleep, I'm also sleepy" the girl interrupted as she hugged the man sitting next to her.

The stomach that was getting bigger from day to day was now starting to block his embrace.

...

Without makeup polish beautiful face it looks paler, eyes closed, nose pointed and also breath regular.

The man rubbed the now long fine hair, "Louise? You're asleep already?" he asked when he saw the girl no longer making a sound.

"Louise?" call the man in a low baritone tone while getting closer to the girl's ears.

"Hm? You want to disturb my sleep? Or because this girl isn't a boy?" ask the girl who closed her eyes.

There is no short answer to the question, indeed from the results of the USG before her child who was in the womb of the girl was a girl not a boy like her first child.

"I don't mind it" replied James, who to him was the same, boy or girl.

"Then let me sleep" said Louise.

"Is there anything you want? Besides that?" ask the man doubtful.

Louise opened her eyes staring at the man who was looking at her while holding her jaw and giving a face that was increasingly clearly visible.

"So? What's married?" ask the girl to make sure.

"Hm, you don't want to do it with me so maybe you have other wishes?" James asked the girl.

"No, no, but I want to marry the man who loves me, you don't love me" the girl replied.

James did not answer, he could not say anything for the reply of the girl.

"Then he said that you want something, other than not your freedom I can fulfill" said the man who turned the conversation to the original topic.

"I want flowers..."

"The place that has many flowers and does not see the wall at its end, just like that." replied the girl softly while imagining stepping her feet out of the magnificent mansion that locked her up.

"That means you don't mean the garden in the mansion?" asked James.

"Can you give it?" asked the girl looking with hopeful eyes.

For almost a year he was confined to the man's mansion without being able to see what else was out there, the girl who could never stay still was now forced to settle in one place after the wings she had were broken.

"Two weeks is your birthday, right?" james asked as he rolled up and played with the girl's long hair.

"Hm,"

"I will take you out that day, but only that day and don't think about running away again" he said, softening the beautiful girl.

Louise smiled thinly without answering thank you or asserting the statement.

Blurred? She herself was afraid to do it again, afraid that the same incident would repeat itself when her trauma about losing her baby still did not disappear at all.

Even in her second pregnancy, the relationship between the mother and the baby in her womb was not as strong as before, she did not want a child in her womb at all, he's not even ready at all.

Let alone be ready, seeing the clothes of children or the visualization of babies and young children alone makes him mentally confined in the same situation and place when he holds the tiny baby lifeless.

No one knows what it will be like when she is truly a mother to her second child.

James saw the girl back in the mouth, he went into his blanket and hugged the girl.

He pulled the girl in and felt that every day the girl's attitude was making her push up like something was about to explode.

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

5 Days later.

The man's steps came to a halt, he looked at the man in front of him who was staring at him with a cold and flat look.

Like not knowing each other even though he knew it at all, the man continued his steps without hesitation.

"Can we talk?"

James stopped his steps, he turned to the man he wanted to finish but could not be held back by the promise he had made.

"Shouldn't there have been any introductions?" his question seemed to never know the man in front of him at this time.

"Leave that behind, you already know me, right?" ask Louis.

...

Dau warm coffee that does not have a sweet taste was also seen on the table of the two men.

"What do you want to talk about?" ask James while drinking his coffee.

Louis himself was at a loss as to what he wanted to ask and talk about as he himself relied solely on his unwell feelings for the man in front of him.

"Come, how did you get to know my sister?" louis asked the man at random.

James was silent for a moment, "Before I was sorry for your sister's passing" he said as if he didn't know anything.

Louis smiled obliquely at his hearing, it was clear from his side to deny about the girl's death.

"I never confirmed that my sister was dead, and again do you deserve to say that?" ask Louis who knows who left his sister pregnant even though he never told her.

"I hope you get the best" said the man who chose not to discuss all of it longer.

"Then you just want to ask me how I know your sister?" ask James again.

"If I asked you why you tried to kill my sister, it would be weird, wouldn't it?" ask Louis to the man.

The deg!

James flinched but he quickly re-arranged his expression and returned staring flat.

"What do you mean say that?" ask her with a face she doesn't like.

"I don't know either, but if you can't do it, right? You have no reason for that, but even if there is one I want to know why" Louis replied ambiguously.

"You talk like I hurt your sister" replied James, who never did anything.

"What do you think? It's an answer that maybe only you can answer" he said as he slowly realized that some events such as pointing at the man in front of him even though he had no definitive proof.

"I assume this kind of talk never existed" said the man, who moved as if he had taken his precious time.

Louis did not prevent when the man left, he managed to maintain the main stake of JBS despite losing some assets engaged in resorts and hotels that he developed while sitting in the chair of the President.

"She's hiding something," a stiff face that could only read her other stiff face certainly could have been better.

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

The girl's eyes were staring in a daze, the man who was most anti let her approach the gate now allowed her to exit.

"You're really gonna take me away?" louise asked confusedly.

"Not take you away but take you where you asked, just consider it a gift from your birthday" he said, entering his car.

"You don't want to?" james asked when he saw the girl had not even moved in.

The girl immediately rushed over and sat down beside the man, although she usually saw the girl smiling, but this time had a different smile, a smile that radiated her radiance.

...

A bright smile with the scent of flowers surrounded the girl.

There was no white and large wall at the end of his view, only a wide expanse of flowers that he liked.

He realized that no one was in that place but the two of them, but he knew there was no way the man would let him out without any preparation.

"You like it?" ask the man to come closer.

"Like," replied the girl briefly.

His smile was not as wide as when he was in the mansion, just a small smile.

A small smile that looks more sincere, a gaze that seems no trick to force a poker face that must continuously pull the tip of his lips.

"James?" call the girl softly while picking one of the flowers at random.

"Hm?"

"You like it like this? You like it when I keep acting like this to you?" ask the girl while looking at the flower she just picked up.

There was no answer, but it was obvious that the man liked him.

"If you like it, can't we just be like this? I won't ask for more, nor will I demand that you do anything that could interfere with your relationship with the woman you like, but..."

"Can you forget about your revenge?" sucher.

The man was silent for a moment, he wanted his second. The girl was at once a retaliation for the outpouring of anger and hatred that had been ingrained in her body.

"No, you forgot the deal?" asked the man who once again made the girl's fragile hopes shattered.

The girl smiled bitterly, she turned her head back, "Then can you say that you love me? It's a good atmosphere for a statement, right? Hihi," laughs the girl who seems to joke to ask the impossible.

"Louise?"

A call that makes the girl realize that she can't ask for more.

"Then take this, I take it for you" she said, giving the beautiful flower to the man in front of her.

"Sweet pea?" murmured James who frowned, he knew some of the meaning of flowers because he liked it.

And the beautiful flowers that the girl gave her were the most ideal flowers for the parting because it meant "good-bye"

But it is clear if the girl is not what the meaning of the flowers she gives.