I HATE (Love) U
He is, Adyan Abercio

A few minutes passed by to turn the brain around, trying to remember the man in front of him.

However, nil.

There is not a bit of memory of it.

Normally, a face as attractive as that man could not be forgotten, but the words of the man confused him.

"You don't remember me?" the man asked, noticing Itta's confusion. He stood up and walked with his withered look. "I feel so sad if you forget me."

"Whoever you are, I don't care" Itta replied.

"What a cruel thing you said when I was waiting for this day to come."

Really, Itta doesn't understand.

Wh who?

What is waiting for?

Was his meeting with Itta the awaited thing? But, what is the reason?

There were a lot of unspoken questions in his mind, but Itta held him back.

Pretending not to care is a pretty good thing in these conditions.

"Laquitta Grizelle's. The eldest daughter of the prominent Grizelle family. Twenty-two year old student from the most famous university in the upper class. Students who have just won the Olympics international debate. Has intelligence, beauty and extraordinary fame, often even offered to be a top model. It was called the goddess of beauty. Is something wrong?"

Everything's true.

That information is nothing to hide.

The man knew his identity and it became a problem for Itta.

However, Itta cannot reproduce nor can it refuse. And so he chose the middle way.

"You're sure that information is mine?"

"Of course."

"What if the information is wrong?"

The handsome man showed his grin. His hand slowly touched Itta's cheek.

"It can't be wrong" he said slowly.

He brought his face closer to Itta. A warm gust of breath hit the cheek, creating a strange sensation.

Unexpectedly, Itta's red lips were let out a brief sniff.

Itta widens eyes.

His first kiss was stolen.

The feeling of hate reaches the heart. Itta's eyes were staring.

Dirty. Her lips got dirty from that kiss. He longed to rub his lips rough, but blocked the chain that binds.

This guy is handsome, yet disgusting.

"Disease! So disgusted!" itta said angry.

"Oh, huh? Want to try again?"

Itta added to the look of her hatred, making the man chuckle softly.

"Ah, there is no need to put a horrible face on your beautiful face. I'm just kidding." The guy said something lightly.

Itta observed the appearance of this man once again.

He's not Eric.

However, Itta believed this man had high authority capable of making one of the women in room 110 in his hands.

Given the words of Eric who seemed quite interested in Itta, it was impossible for Eric to give Itta to others.

Unless that person has higher authority than Eric.

So, can Itta infer about the identity of this man.

"You ... Young Master Abercio, isn't he?"

The man raised the corner of his lips slightly. "Yes, it's me."

"Where are my fellow soldiers?"

"You want to know?"

"Tell me!"

"What if I tell you they're all dead?"

Itta tensing. Anger is growing in the eyes. The blood that poured out he ignored it, as well as the pain.

Itta promised to make them run away from this place. If he fails to do so, Itta feels his life is completely useless.

The death of his family has become a nightmare.

If all the women in room 110 die while Itta has promised to release them, then Itta cannot forgive herself.

"Fuck!" maki Itta with a loud voice.

Adyan's existence alone had made a great pressure, but Itta bravely cursed Adyan.

"It's up to you to assume what I am. I'll go first."

Adyan turned around. He opened the door of the room, but stopped.

His head turned for a moment and one of his hands was raised upwards. Shows a white cloth wrapped around his palm.

"Thank you for treating my hand that night, Miss."

After saying so, Adyan left Itta, who was now widening his eyes.

The white cloth Itta knew the owner. More precisely, he himself was the owner.

The fabric that was once torn from her favorite nightgown to cover someone's wound on the hand.

"You ... that guy?"

...----------------...

Itta once felt a little regretful after helping the black-robed, masked man that night.

His feelings said that his actions were not worth doing.

He used to help, but this time it felt wrong. As if there was some part in him.

Now answered already.

A man who has been helped is not a good man. Itta's too naive.

However, this is not the time to feel regret or despair.

There's something important he needs to do.

Someone suddenly entered the room. She's beautiful and sexy. The sky blue dress adheres beautifully to her ideal body.

Not too open, but still displays a sexy impression.

He was accompanied by a man behind him. Looks like a subordinate.

"Save it on the table."

The beautiful woman pointed at the table near the bed. As soon as possible his subordinates obey orders.

"Go," push the woman gently.

After her subordinates left, the woman removed the chains that bound Itta.

"You need to be treated."

Sasya opened a small P3K box, picked up some necessary items, then prepared to treat.

Itta held her hand. "Why all of a sudden?"

"Adyan asked me to treat you."

"Aadiyan?"

"I mean Adyan Abercio. The young master you met."

Calling the man's name without the frills of 'Young Master' or so on, Itta believes the position of this woman is almost the same or even the same height as Adyan.

"After treating me, will you torture me? Treating, then torturing, and then back to treating. You guys did that many times for me to suffer, didn't you?"

A small laugh came out of Sasha.

"Adyan couldn't have done that to you" he said after his laughter subsided.

"Why is that impossible?"

The corner of Sasha's lips tilted. "Why do you think?"

Sasya cleared the P3K box after completing her goal.

The woman clapped her hand once, then appeared to her subordinate earlier. His subordinate took the medicine box that Sasya had given him.

"Prepare before 7 p.m. There will be people here carrying dresses and decorating you. You have to look beautiful at dinner with Adyan" Sasha explained.

Both of Itta's eyebrows furrowed. "Why me?"

"Ask him directly."

"What if I don't want to go?" challenge Itta.

"You have no right to refuse."

Itta smiled cynically. "Why not? Would you torture me if I refused her wish?"

"Of course not. I told you Adyan wasn't like that" Sasha said. "However, if you insist on resisting, there might be one of your comrades who lost their lives. Their lives depend on your attitude toward them."

Sasha's words in the next second made Itta's countenance change for a moment. Itta quickly neutralized it, trying to cover up the apparent shock.

The words of Sasha and Adyan are inversely proportional.

Adyan says his friends are gone, but Sasha threatens him using Itta's friends.

So, who is right?