Don't Force Us to Get Married!
Nature of Dimas

"I can't possibly love you. The marriage that takes place between us is a compulsion."

"Related?"

"Yes." Yeah."

Dimas brought his face closer to Sora's face and left a distance of a few millimeters.

Instantly Sora's face stiffened and pale again, the woman's breath was restrained. Dimas breath that slammed into all parts of his face feels warm and fragrant mint candy. Even to swallow Sora's saliva was so difficult.

"You sure you won't love me?"

God, why is my heart beating like this?

Sora pushed Dimas' body away from him.

"Buehh ... Why come so close, anyway?" sora exclaimed while turning her face away that turned nervous.

"Why? You scared of me, hm?"

"Stop, don't talk about it anymore. You haven't answered my question. Now you answer me, do you have a boyfriend?"

"When what is it?"

Again Sora had to swallow his saliva. He tried not to care but why did that sentence sound painful?

"No, it's okay." Sora moved from there to secure his previously racing heart above normal.

Dimas looked at Sora's departure with a smile that was next to the corner of his lips.

Two years ago, Sora was a student at the same campus as Dimas. The woman became the target of several men on campus including her circle friends. Sora isn't that famous on campus, but he has a pretty big appeal.

In addition to her beautiful face, Sora also has a really good body. Dimas spontaneously saw the palm of his hand that last night accidentally held the woman's breast. And it turns out that his size is more than he thought. Dimas turned the corner of his lips.

While in the bathroom, Sora saw the reflection of her face in the mirror of the sink. He washed his face several times and let it get wet. He tried to shake off the dirty thoughts of what had just happened to him.

"No, no, Sora. What are you thinking, anyway? You've only known him for a day, but why does your heart beat like this anyway?" Sora tried to wake himself up.

Sora bowed his face, it felt like he had been able to stay in the house for a long time, especially he had to see the face of Dimas every day.

"Mother .. I want to go home ..."

Sora remembered the house and wanted to return to his parents' house. Although he does not know what the future will be like, but he is not comfortable there.

"You why?"

The question stopped Sora's crying, the woman looked up and turned her head. Dimas was currently standing before him.

"When have you been here? Why didn't I hear you come in?"

"The door's not closed. What are you doing here?"

Sora circled towards the door. The feeling of him closing the door.

"I-I, I .." Sora looking for a reason. "What do you want to come here for yourself?" Sora tries to shy away from Dimas's question.

"I'm just making sure you're alive."

Sora frowned in confusion. "you mean? You think I'm gonna die?"

"Yes could have been. Because I thought you had a heart attack after our faces were close together, let alone remembering last night."

Dimas showed his palm like a cat about to claw. Sora spontaneously looked down at his chest, then looked back at Dimas's face. The man gave a strange smile along with one eyebrow raised.

Sora was embarrassed, his face was already flushed like a tomato. He covers from there, but before the woman passes, Dimas pulls Sora's wrist, stopping his steps.

"So when can we do our first night?"

The whisper of Dimas so tickled in Sora's ears. The woman got goosebumps hearing him. It was as if something was running all over the body.

Without leaving a word, Sora passed from there. Looks like Dimas is starting to show his true nature, rancid.

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