Love In The Hatred
The Betting Materials

What is this feeling? Rosse felt that he was in a red rose, his heart was in bloom feeling a joy that could not be described. It felt like he wanted to stop time maybe for just one second, he did not want this time to end quickly.

"You're shivering, are you cold, Rosse?" Mark wiped the sweat off Rosse's forehead.

"No, I'm just going to the back. This villa is too big can you drive me?" Rosse was looking for the right reason to avoid the gazes of the guests who seemed to want to skin him.

The corner of Mark's lips raised next to his, he certainly knows that Rossela now needs time to calm down after receiving a surprise from him. The first intoxicating kiss.

"Come, I'll take you!" Mark kept his arms around Rossela to the front of the bathroom door.

"You don't have to go in the bathroom, do you?" Rosse dropped Mark's hand off his shoulder, he was still groggy with their relationship status.

Mark chuckled and confirmed Rosse's glasses were about to fall. "If you let him, why not?" He squinted his eyes, teasing Rosse.

"No, Mark!" Rosse ran over and went into the bathroom.

Mark stared at the door that was still closed, suddenly someone was hugging him from behind.

"You're bad, Mark. Why do you have to kiss those nerds in public?" Olive stomped her feet, her face pouting like a tangled thread.

Mark turned the body. "Why angry? You guys want me to take her first kiss, right? I'm just following this game." Mark shrinks his voice, so Rosse doesn't hear his conversation with Dona.

"But it doesn't have to be in front of everyone. That cupu must be a big head. Take this game, Mark. I don't want you to go any further than this." Olivie pinches Mark's stomach, he suddenly changes his mind and does not want Mark to touch a cute girl who is not more beautiful than him.

"Not now, I'm even just starting out. Tonight I will prove that the girl is the same as the other woman. I just need to seduce Rosse a little and I'm sure after that she'll definitely hand her chastity over to me." Mark smiled proudly, he was confident of winning this bet.

"Why should he? I always do it with you. I always come whenever you need me, I always agree to be your bed warmer!"

Olive deliberately raised her voice hoping that Rosse would hear her.

Mark corners Olive's back on the wall. "Don't set me up. We have nothing to do but satisfy each other So, don't ever mess up my plans!" Mark gets angry and leaves Olive.

Mark doesn't like having other people organize his life.

Olive became worried, she was afraid that one day Mark would no longer meet or call her. Olive does not want to lose the gold mine and all the luxuries that Mark gives after successfully warming his bed.

"If you don't, I'll end it myself." Olive is waiting for Rosse at the bathroom door.

In the bathroom, Rossela washed her face in front of the wasetaffel. Unintentionally his fingers touched the lips that Mark had kissed. There was a strange screen when he remembered it.

"I hope this isn't all a dream. I've been loving and waiting for you for three years, Mark." His heartbeat was still beating fast plus the sound of the door knocking increasingly made him out of focus. When he opened the door, someone pulled his hand.

"You happy? How does it feel to be kissed by a handsome guy like Mark? Will you willingly give up your body to him after this?"

Olivia immediately uttered harsh words to Olive.

"Olive, what are you talking about?" Rossela pulled her hand. "Don't equate me with another woman out there."

"Don't pretend to be stupid! You think I don't know that you've been secretly in love with Mark all this time? Are you proud to have given her your first kiss? Do you think Mark likes you that much?"

Olive dropped Rosse's glasses and stepped on them until they broke. "Open your eyes! Mark only makes you as his betting material. Mark doesn't really love you. You're the little girl being played with. Do you think a handsome guy like Mark can be crazy about you?" Olive laughed mockingly at Rosse. "Imust be!"

Rosse's ears buzzed, his eyes reddened, his vision blurry, he refused to believe. "You lying? Mark can't be that bad!"

"You're not naive. Mark won because he kissed you in public. After this Mark will take your chastity. But, you don't worry because Mark is good at it."

"Listen carefully." Olive played a recording of her conversation with Mark a moment ago.

Rosse's knee weakened to the point of being unable to support his body. Rosse fell down and sat on the slippery floor. Why is Mark this bad? It's okay Mark hasn't seen it as long as Rosse doesn't feel the heartache. But, why would the man have the heart to stick the thorn of a rose in his sincere heart?

"The decision is in your hands. Go or leave it all to Mark" Olive said before leaving Rosse.

"Go, I have to go." Rosse hit his chest that felt tight. He should have realized from the beginning that a prince could not have fallen in love with his cupu ash. "You are evil, Mark .. I will learn to forget and hate you" Rosse murmured, wiping away her tears.

Rosse again smoothed his appearance in the bathroom suddenly the door was knocked from the outside.

"You're still inside, Rosse?" Mark is worried about Rosse. "Can I come in?"

"Don't! Go Mark. I'm still here a long time!" Rosse panicked and locked the bathroom door. He was not prepared to meet that devil-hearted handsome man.

"Are you sick?"

"No! I cum--I

"Do I need to break down this door?" menacam Mark's.

Rosse bit his fingernails. He thought of a way to get out of the Villa without Mark suspecting.

"I'd better pretend I don't know Mark's plan. Otherwise, the man could have forced and raped me."

Rosse exhaled a long breath before opening the door.

"One!"

"I-I'm fine" Rosse said after opening the door. He behaves as usual.

"You crying?" For the first time Mark saw Rosse's eye bead without a barrier. Looks cute and shady. "Where's your glasses?"

"Ja-fall. I accidentally dropped it!"

"Are you still able to see clearly?" Mark pulled Rosse's hand to lead her. But Rosse brushed his hand. "Let me help."

"No need, Mark. I can walk alone I have to go home." Rosse tries to stay away from Mark. His body trembled as he walked past Mark.

Mark looked at her suspiciously. He knew that Rosse was hiding something from him. Without permission, Mark pulls Rosse's hand and takes her to his private room.

"Sit down." Mark pulled Rosse's hand until he sat down next to him. "What do you want to drink?" Mark holds Rosse's braid hair.

"No need to bother. I don't seem to feel well. I have to go home before it gets night."

"Why rush? We've just officially established a relationship. But you're leaving me." Mark exhaled at Rosse's neck deliberately teasing her.

"Please don't be like this, let me go. We have nothing to do with it either."

Mark was angry to hear the ridiculous remark that Rosse threw until he kissed Rosse roughly and did not give the slightest reproach for Rosse to escape. Not only that, Mark's hand was good at playing in da da Rosse. Rosse who felt humiliated bit Mark's lips until the ciu man was released

"What do you mean, Rosse? You want to play games, me?" Mark refused Rosse's shoulder until leaning on the sofa. Then he locked her with both hands.

"Aren't you the one who made me into your betting materials? What wrong? Why are you so cruel, Mark?" Rosse cries as Mark's sharp eyes weaken his heart. His mouth wanted to cuss but, his heart still wanted to love Mark.