DEVANYE. STILL LOVING YOU
part 123's

"Shut up!" he said with glaring eyes. I couldn't say anything just to look into her pitch-brown eyes. My chest was pounding so scared and surprised.

I'm surprised, how did this guy get in here?

What's he want? And why did he lock the door?

I removed his hand from my face with all my might.

"Damn you!" I shouted as I pushed his body in annoyance. I was scared to death. Afraid that he is the one who intends to harm me again like before. He only smiled so wide that his neat white teeth were visible. Her smile was still as sweetly charming as ever.

"What are you going to do here? Get out! It's rude to go into a lady's room!" throw me out while grabbing the door handle.

He held my hand, and placed it on his chest. I felt his heartbeat hard enough.

"What if I go into my wife's room?" ask him and raise my hand to kiss him. I pulled my hand until he kissed his own. Devan thaws, showing his sad face like a child of Kindergarten who is not followed by his will.

"You can be considered an intruder, Devan!" I'm still upset.

"Yes leave it! I can give them proof that I'm still your husband. They can't do anything, I just have to get our marriage book at home!" he relaxed and followed me to the bed.

"Who say they can't do anything? I'm the boss here, and I can have them throw you out the window" I said fiercely, Devan chuckled. What do you think I'm kidding?

"You want me to jump out of here? Okay, as long as you forgive me, I'll do anything including jump off this floor." He turned his back, walked towards the window. Is he serious?! Oh no!

"It's good if you want to jump, there! Just jump!" OMG why am I supporting him? My body also did not want to be moved to hold it, I instead casually sat on the edge of the bed while opening my shoes.

Devan glanced downwards with a horrified look. This is the 20th floor, the tallest floor of the building. Will he dare to jump like he said?

I threw my shoes at the bedside. I felt the bed sway behind me, my back heavy. I looked back, seeing Devan sitting with his head resting on my shoulder.

"Say he'd jump, wouldn't he?" my lips, hold back the laughter.

"No so! You're not necessarily sorry." He breathed her rough. Excuses!

"Say you're scared!" I stood up, Devan looked at me.

"No fear! Just..." Devan was silent, his eyes down.

"What?!" my question while glaring, he raised his head until we looked at each other.

"Replace the plaster on my forehead!" I just gawked at his request. It's ridiculous!

His face, my goodness, was very compassionate and looked pitying. The mustache and beard began to grow. Around his eyes were blackened circles, his gaze also looked tired. His cheekbones look great.

"Please!" he said while grimacing with a smile.

"Then, after this, want to jump?" I folded my hands in front of my chest.

"Yes, if you tell me to jump I'll jump" he said steadily.

I was silent for a while, she looked very different from what she used to be. How sad! Where is that face of his face?

I took the medicine box from the pantry table. He smiled when he saw me approaching.

"More. Wear it yourself!" His smile disappeared as I handed the medicine box over. Her lips went forward a few inches.

"Gather it!" he said spoiled, put on a cute face that to me even looks annoying!

"Don't spoiled Devan. Wear it yourself!" I threw the medicine box and he caught it. His lips are still whining.

"I can't put it on myself!" said it. I glanced at him while biting my lips in annoyance. He just cradled the box in his hand while staring expectantly.

"I'll call Sam to help you!"

Devan held my hand which was about to go outside.

"I don't want anyone else. Especially Sam. What if he hits me again?" devan asked, I pulled my hand.

"Yes good dong, if he hits you. Let you kapok!" Devan's lips are getting weird to hear me. "Then go there. Find Riana!" expel again.

I snatched the medicine box in his hand and took a plaster from there. It was better to do it quickly so that he could also quickly leave here.

"Wear alcohol first." he held my hand that was ready to stick the plaster on his forehead. Geez, it's so complicated this guy. It felt like I wanted to punch the scar, until it bled and screamed in pain.

Irritatedly I put alcohol on a cotton swab and stuck it around the wound on his forehead. He grimaced in pain as I pressed him hard enough.

"Don't crybaby, this was a wound yesterday!" cibirku.

Devan laughed lightly. "But it still hurts!" spoiled great-grandson. Basic ISH! Does he think spoiled like this can make me melt like that?

"Abs!!!" screeches when I stick the plaster firmly in there. He stroked her gently, while putting on a face. It's laughable!

"Here, go!" I said after I finished putting it on.

Devan threw himself in there with his arms outstretched as long as he could.

"Let me here first. There's a lot I want to ask you!" said it.

"Please Dev's. I'm tired. I also want to rest." I said. Devan tilted his body with one hand holding his head. He patted the empty spot beside him.

"Then here! We'll rest together!" he said with a flirting look. Since when did he have such an attitude?

"Wouldn't! Please Dev, I'm going to take a shower. After I finish the shower I hope you're out of here!"

"If I don't want to?" ask Devan.

"I'll drag you out of my hotel!" I said furiously then went towards the bathroom and locked it from the inside. I'm not sure also that person will leave given his stubborn nature of defeating the mountain boulders. And I'm also in case he'll do anything inappropriate.

It feels so good, my body is relaxed, the warm water covered with soap foam is fragrant with the smell of roses. The aromatherapy candle is lit next to me. It's been a long time since I've been able to enjoy my own show. I was really overwhelmed by my work. Moreover, Samuel went back to France to solve the problem there.

Finished with my shower. I saw Devan sleeping on my bed. I approached her, her face very calm and peaceful. His lips are slightly curved upwards. Why didn't he come home when I kicked him out! You stubborn!

"I'd better sleep in Samuel's room." I murmured softly. I can't bear to wake him, he looks so tired.

I turned myself back, but I hadn't stepped I fell because my hand was pulled back. I'm suffocating in shock. Devan hugged me tightly from behind me. He dropped both of our bodies on the bed. Basic cheater! I thought he was actually sleeping.

"Devan release. You brash man!" my yelling.

He hugged me with all his might.

"You dare say that to your own husband? Want to be a bad boy, huh?" devan asked, he pulled my bathrobe and kissed my shoulder. It felt weird, the gall in my body was sending out heat and making me limp.

Don't lose. Don't lose. Inner screaming.

I rebelled asking to be let go, but Devan bit my shoulder instead. It hurts! You rascal!

"Devan is insolent! I haven't forgiven you but you've done this to me! Be gentleman Devan! Don't you fucking harass me!" my screams. I heard laughter from behind me. His nose was playing around on my neck skin. What's he gonna do?

"What's wrong with me harassing my own wife? I'm not doing any crime. Wh why? You scared, hem?" I kept screaming, couldn't get away from her strong energy, I've been tired all day working, and getting tired now because of her treatment. My voice was also hoarse as it kept shouting.

"If you don't want me to eat, you better shut up now. I'm tired for five years of sleep deprivation, lack of rest because I'm looking for you. Please let me sleep hug you yeah!" her door.

"No way!" I shouted again, I tried to let go of his hand that was coiled around my body. It's still a danger, even if he doesn't do anything to me, but my heart is in danger if it's like this!

"Devan what are you doing!" I shouted as he again bit my neck.

"I just silenced the lioness!" he said while clutching my hands that would not be silent.

"Detach, Dev. Let go of me." my body started to shake uncomfortably. Dirty thoughts began to fill my brain. He travels everywhere.

"If you don't shut up, I can't guarantee you'll let go. I just want to sleep hug you, that's all!" said it. "You don't know if you keep moving what the consequences are like? Or are you deliberately fishing for my manhood?"

I was silent at his words. Something felt hard on my ass. It felt... I know what it is. You fucking Devan!

Devan fell asleep soon, I guess. His soft snoring sound rang out in my ears, as well as his warm breath sweeping across my back neck. His embrace is also weakening. I think he's already asleep.

I raised his hand from above my stomach, and slightly shifted to the edge of the bed. I'm just gonna go sleep in Samuel's room tonight! Even though we are still husband and wife but I don't want to give myself up for her! I'm still mad!