I HATE (Love) U
Not Dreams

Fyclubb.

One of the clubs that is quite well known to many people in this country.

A place where there are a variety of alcoholic beverages, music that can make the eardrum buzzing, and beautiful women dressed in minimal materials roam tempting young and old men.

From the outside, this club looks like a successful club in general.

There are no other illegal acts, except 'renting' women there. With the consent of the woman.

Only a handful of people know the secret of FyClub.

Kidnapping, persecution, coercion and illegal auctioning.

Everything was neatly covered. The government can't even sniff out stuff.

However, the club is known to be big and full of secrets is actually just one small place belongs to the Abercio family.

A Young Master from the Abercio family coming to this small place was an almost impossible matter.

However, the presence of a sturdy and handsome-looking man who was now in front of Eric shattered the impossibility.

In front of him, everything Eric had felt small and dirty.

"Thank you Young Master Abercio has already bothered coming to this small place. I apologize profusely if the preparations are not satisfactory enough for Young Master."

Eric lowered his head respectfully. His feet trembled slightly receiving the intense pressure emanating from the person in front of him.

"Explain the progress."

Without further ado, the Young Master immediately uttered the purpose of his arrival.

"Before discussing that, please drink in advance our best wine—"

Adyan clucked, cutting off Eric's speech in an instant.

"just explain. No need for unnecessary pleasantries," he said loudly.

"Good." Eric nodded obediently. "No problem in FyClub. On the contrary, lately FyClub is making huge profits. His profit increased by about sixty percent than usual. If it continues like this, then Club will—"

"Sixty percent only?" adyan asked in a scornful tone.

Eric hesitated. "Yes." Yeah."

"You think sixty is big, huh?"

The head, which usually looks down on others, is now underestimated by Mr. Abercio.

Eric hated to admit the fact that he was afraid of the beautiful eyes of the night staring at him.

"Eighty percent." Adyan opened his voice again. "That's the minimum profit you should get."

Eric's eyes were perfectly rounded.

80% is a very high number. There was no way Eric could achieve such a huge profit.

"B-well, Young Master," he said stuttering. In front of him, Eric could not resist.

"The correct answer!"

"Okay, Young Master!" Eric corrected his tone.

"These few days I'm gonna stay and keep an eye on your performance."

Adyan's spontaneous remarks made Eric raise his face. As fast as lightning, Eric looked down again when his eyes met Adyan's sharp eyes.

"Why? You mind, heh?"

Adyan asked while tilting his head slightly, pressing Eric through the aura released.

"Of course not! This place belongs to Young Master. Young Master has the right to stay whenever Master wants. I'm just a piece of trash who has no right to refuse the Young Master's orders."

Eric said quickly, not wanting Adyan to misunderstand and cause problems for him.

"It's good that you're aware of your position."

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A red tie coiled around the neck, Eric took it off. So does the suit attached to his athletic body. Leave a plain white rolled shirt and black pants.

The man sat on the soft soft sofa. His hand moved to take a glass of water and gulped it down to the toilet.

Afterwards, Eric leaned his head.

A long breath came out from his thick lips.

He could still feel Adyan Abercio's pressure, even after they were no longer in one room.

No wonder, he was the only son of Abercio.

"Hey!" exclaim Eric.

Feeling called, the person in charge of guarding Eric's room then approached him.

"Yes, Sir?"

"You know why Young Master suddenly came here?"

"As Young Master Abercio said earlier. He wants to keep an eye on our performance."

"But why all of a sudden? Moreover, this club was just a small place run by the Abercio family. Sending his only son to this place just to keep an eye out, isn't it too strange?"

It was natural for Eric to ask Edwin that.

Because Edwin was one of those who had worked long before Eric, sometimes Eric asked some unknown things.

"In the span of many years, one of the Abercio family members sometimes came to this place to supervise directly. For that reason only the 'Master' knows."

'Master' here refers to the Abercio family. One of the most influential families in the world.

Both illegal and legal, everything is made into a business.

"Good night, sir."

Someone gave a greeting. Beside her was a beautiful woman in a black dress that showed her slight cleavage, as well as makeup on her face, adding to her beautiful impression.

Eric was stunned for a long time.

Focus stolen.

Therefore, even Itta was never called out of the room. Eric didn't let anyone touch him.

To be honest, Eric deliberately delayed tonight.

However, the problems the women create make Eric worry about losing Itta and finally decide tonight.

"Go," said Eric to two subordinates, after detaching from his position.

Both are obedient.

Eric's feet approached.

He removed the chain that bound Itta's hand using the key.

The last time Eric used a rope to tie the women, he cheated. Eric replaced it with a chain.

Eric raised Itta's face, watching closely every inch of her face.

"Pretty. It's beautiful," she said.

Eric grabbed the woman, then led her to his big bed.

He laid Itta's body, not to forget also accompanied by awe.

"You just calm down. I'll do it quietly" whispered Eric in Itta's ear, creating a goosebump sensation.

Itta's red lips opened, about to say something, "can I ask you something?"

"certain."

"It's a dream, right?"

Silent.

Eric's facial expression was hard to read until Itta secretly bit her lip in fear.

Then, a loud laugh blared.

"You're so naive" said Eric as his laughter began to subside.

"So .. is this reality?"

"I understand how you feel. But, this is indeed the truth. If you don't believe me, try to hurt yourself. If it's a dream, we can't be sick, can we?"

Eric just said original, but who would have thought Itta really did it?

The woman picks up a small knife hidden in Eric's pants pocket.

Then, with lightning speed Itta pierced his own stomach producing a red blood liquid that dripped little by little.

Eric's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Sick," murmured Itta.

When his consciousness will be devoured by time, the dark memory of his family's death is twisted.

If everything Itta experienced was reality, it meant .. The death of his family was also a real thing.

The feeling of pain that was once always desperately suppressed, now gnawed at his heart.

A second before consciousness was snatched away, Itta shed tears.

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List of women in the room

The Laquitta Grizelle/Itta

Isni

Elijah

Hela

Zora (MATI)

Killae

Lesya (MATI)

Oldia

Riana

Izume

Yilse (MATI)

Tasha (SOLD)

Shia (SOLD)

Devia (SOLD)

Avira (SOLD)

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Ok, the main character is in action. Yesterday the role of Itta was no different from the supporting role.

That's why there's.

Itta always thought of it as a dream, but as he began to realize that this was the reality, then our focus would return to the main character.

That's it, yaaa.

Adios.