[Two] Strategies to Seize People's Wives
Wedding Invitations

The sun rises from the east. His golden light entered the cracks of the room windows. Wake up a woman who sleeps on the couch. Freya doesn't sleep in her room, last night after Jimmy treats and infuses Ozan. The woman stayed there, fearing that Ozan would need anything. There's nobody there.

Freya stood up and leaned back against the sofa. The woman rubbed her eyes. He was surprised to see Ozan was awake and now the man is holding up his laptop and working.

His right hand had a needle there. His face was still pale, but the man continued to work.

"You ... is very troublesome! It hurts again instead of rest, instead of work," Freya snorted in an annoyed tone. He was sympathetic to Ozan. There was no more feeling, because his heart was now filled by Mark.

Ozan glanced at him. Then looking back at the laptop screen, his hands were very agile dancing on the keyboard.

"This is how the rich live. People like you will not understand, the rich only live well without effort" Ozan said in a cold tone, although his voice sounded weak.

Overnight Ozan was beaten to the ground by his father, as the electronic products launched by his company did not make it into the top 10 best product nominations.

Ozan is looking for a shortage of his products. The man is an expert in the field of electronic products and games. Ozan company is engaged in electronics and games. He is an expert in designing new electronic products, he is also an expert in creating good games that are often downloaded by GenZ circles.

Freya was silent at Ozan's words. There is a painful meaning in Ozan's words. True what the man said, the poor will think the rich life is good. In fact, every day they think about how to maintain their position so as not to be overthrown.

Ozan always racked his brains to keep his company going. Many heads of families were hanging on his shoulders. The burden he hit was heavy, not to mention the pressure from his parents who always demanded Ozan to be perfect.

Freya chose to stand up. He stretched his muscles not forgetting he saw the clock on the wall showing at nine in the morning. Fortunately, this day was a holiday, so the woman was not late to come to the office.

"As far as you are. I clearly warned you. Take care of your health!" After saying that Freya came out of the room leaving Ozan who was smiling bitterly.

"How can I take care of my health when my own parents make my health impaired .. It is ridiculous that such advice is aimed at a miserable human like me" the man murmured quietly.

His heart was sad and empty. He wanted to end his life, but could not, because many people depended on him.

Wanting to avenge the crimes of his parents, Ozan was unable, even though Ozan's body and energy were bigger than his parents.

The trauma exists. Trauma can make a strong person weak and for Ozan his parents are a trauma for Ozan. Every time he meets them, Ozan's heart seems to want to get out of place. He felt extremely ill, cold sweat soaking his forehead. In fact, his legs can shake.

Just as humans encounter wild animals or monstrous creatures. It would be scary for that human.

Not long ago the door of his room was knocked by someone.

"Come in" Ozan said coldly.

Angel entered the room with a frightened face. He tried to force himself to enter the lion's den.

Freya gives him the task of delivering breakfast to Ozan. Angel stepped out her feet slowly to get into the room.

"Good morning, sir."

Angel greets Ozan. The man knew that his servant was having a pleasantry. He glanced at Angel who was putting a tray of food on the table near her bed.

"Mother told me to deliver breakfast for you, Father. Don't forget to spend."

After saying that Angel walked quickly wanting to get out of Ozan's room immediately. The feathers goosebumps were long in Ozan's dark room.

Moreover, the man was bare-chested. There was only a bandage wrapped around Ozan's wound.

Angel grasping the doorknob wanted to get out of there immediately. Ozan, however, first broke the silence.

"Please change my bandage!" ozan's words in a cold tone did not want to be denied making Angel's body freeze.

Glug.

He swallowed his saliva roughly. It seemed like Goddess Fortuna was not on her side. The man wanted to be there longer.

O Lord .. please save the servant, Ketut Angel in heart. He continued to pray that the past incident did not happen again. Grateful at that time Ozan was still sane so as not to rape her.

"Sa-I'll call Mom to help, Father," Angel replied slowly trying to subtly resist making the man smile cynically.

He stared at Angel with a look of cynical and sharp eyes making the girl gulp her saliva rough. Again and again he was terrified to see Ozan angry.

"I want you. Not him." Ozan made a sound again to make Angel's hair really stand up.

"Huff ... calm down, Angel .. calm down .. Just assume you're on a ride to get your adrenaline pumping. When you're done you can quickly get out of here and leave your monster master, "the inner girl is trying to motivate herself not to be afraid of Ozan.

He thinks Ozan is a scary vehicle.

"Good, sir." Angel had to give up. He went back to Ozan making the man smile faintly.

Looks like he found a new toy to get rid of his boredom.

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Another Ozan, then another Mark. The man smiled brightly upon waking up. He tidied up his penthouse so that when Freya came the woman was comfortable inside there. He had also devised a plan to make the woman willing to accept him.

"I hope my plan this time works" Mark murmured softly.

As usual. When it's holiday Freya comes to Mark's residence to practice. She wears a sports bra as usual with a cardigan to cover her body from the outside.

The sound of the bell ringing made Mark smile widely. He immediately opened the door and Freya's figure had already appeared before him.

"Good morning" said Freya kindly. Today the woman wears quite elegant and natural makeup. However, it can add to its beauty.

Somehow when I saw Jessica yesterday made Freya want to look beautiful and young like that girl.

It could be said Freya was very jealous to see the closeness of Mark with Jessica.

"Morning as well, Freya," Mark replied after a moment of silence. She was very surprised to see Freya's face today looking fresher and prettier.

The man immediately let Freya in. The woman smiled sweetly, Mark allowing himself to sit on the sofa.

*You sit down first, we have breakfast together. I just finished cooking fried rice and in the fridge was my mom's kimchi, too" Mark said.

She loves kimchi.

"Well," replied Freya passionately.

However, his body stiffened when he accidentally saw three wedding invitations with different designs. It was not her invitation that surprised Freya. But the name listed there is the name of Mark and Jessica.

"They .. will be married," said Freya in a soft, quivering voice.

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