My Hottest Man's
Chapters 33. Deepest Pain

By morning, the cold air penetrated to the back of the bone. Bellova Driely in the arms of Raymundo Alvaro. Wrestling like a cat, find comfort.

Raymundo grabbed his phone, made a call after a long time looking at the attic.

"Leave a message after the beep ...."

Followed by one message.

"The system is at rest. Please call me later."

BM doesn't want to be disturbed.

Raymundo mendes**had no choice but to call Axel Anthony. He can't call Deenar.

"Boss, SOS. I need a suit."

Share location.

There's no reply. Axel Anthony might still be sleeping. It's too early.

"What's going on?" Suddenly there was a response. He's mistaken. Axel Anthony is awake. Maybe I'll exercise.

"Where are you, Sir? Viviane came home alone ushered in a stranger."

One over.

"It's Queena. Are you with Bellova?"

"Yes." Yeah."

Sticking your head on one arm staring at the attic. Bellova's warm and regular breath, snoring smooth in the arms of Raymundo Alvaro. Okay, they went all out last night. Bellova spent all her energy slaughtering herself. He went to Bellova. The joint on her hip seemed dislodged, but Bellova continued to shine and did not want to stop until she was overwhelmed to hope her bed collapsed.

There was a creeping murmur, Raymundo Alvaro rejected all the flavors that took part in him. Feeling defeated by fate.

Vibration over the nightstand next to the bed, remove the daydream of Raymundo Alvaro. Bellova Mobile. In women who are tired, sleep very well. I don't understand why he doesn't like Bellova with someone. However, he emotionally railed against himself for not being able to be with Bellova. Can't control yourself, let the fingers rub Bellova's forehead.

"Why I am so into you?" (Why do I like you so much?) "I waited for you after we split up, only to find that you were going to marry someone. You will write the story above Miradoura and I with other women. I hate this. What kind of a tangled life is this? Can someone come and save me?"

Bellova talks dragged while the spy is still closed. The remains of drunkenness still exist. The woman's hands searched and tightly hugged her neck.

Vibration again. Raymundo grabbed that thing. Group message.

💌 : Morning Ladies? Ready for today? 🌹🌹🌹🌹💞💞💞💞💞💞💪💪💪💪🧚🧚🧚 (Kay)

Lots of funny emoticons. The world of women. Can't imagine if he messaged Axel Anthony with a lot of love stickers. The world of women is a world full of strange things.

💌 : Miss Viviane wedding dress waiting (Kay)

💌 : Matched percentage of Miss Vivian and Mr. Alvaro, please. (Charl)

💌 :24% (Kay)

💌 : Forced Married (Forced Wedding). (Fw)

💌: Agree. The groom is unhappy. Any fancy suit will look normal. Miss, you don't have to work too hard for the groom. (Kay)

💌 : Yes, 1000%. The groom's face is too girly (Charl)

💌 : But, I want to have the cynical face of Mr. Alvaro. (Kay).

And they gossip too. Raymundo's stigma about wedding people is always seriously broken. Raymundo typing message.

💌 : Today is off! Have fun! 🥱🥱🥱😔😔😔 (Love)

💌 : Miss?! We have a lot of work. (Kay).

💌 : What? (Charl).

💌 : Today is off. Tomorrow's 24 hours late. (Love).

No further reply. Raymundo closed his eyes, wanting to stay in bed longer even though his arms ache and tingling.

Bellova squirmed, scratched the tip of the nose and opened her eyes slowly, again. Friction of the nose on the side of Raymundo's body. Braked again. Sniffing Raymundo Alvaro, sipping a little as if Raymundo were a cup of chocolate.

Bellova has done such things, inhaling, sucking, licking, chewing, eating body meat and even biting Raymundo, the rest of the swallow that has not been channeled. Bellova turns cannibal while drunk, mighty, sadistic and terrifying.

Bellova's eyes opened again, raising her head, narrowing and observing Raymundo Alvaro.

"What's going on? Why are you here?" ask Bellova.

Bellova used "You" this morning and shouted Raymundo Alvaro "Fuck" many times last night. Last night was more honest.

Bellova yawned, then, gaping as if half a piece of memory was waving before her eyes. He coughed and then drowned in the blanket. Hissing also curses. Why was it crazy last night? What the hell's going on? Hating themselves. Really sloppy. Greg obviously put something in the drink that caused Raymundo Alvaro's wrath.

"I'm sleeping with a man who's getting married in a week" Bellova complained. Snoring and clutching pillow bolsters. Grimaced by the achy runoff, tired like running a marathon across half the country.

Bellova was immediately heartbroken.

"You really love me?" ask Raymundo quietly.

"What will change the situation? Are you going to cancel the wedding and run with me? I see, I'll be your mistress." Bellova gave a rough sigh. "Go before anyone sees you and don't come back!"

Bellova is sensitive. Raymundo breathes heavily.

"Nothing special about me."

"My heart decided."

Bellova lay back. Close your eyes, your head is still dizzy. And 30% of Viviane's dresses should be finished today. Bellova is cynical about herself, for sleeping with the groom, one of her customers. Justjust wonderful.

"Do you feel anything?"

"What do you mean?" bellova asked without turning around. Clothes on the floor. Not far away, the white shirt lying around had lost its shape.

"Nausea or other symptoms?"

"You mean ..., I'm probably pregnant?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Would you stop marrying Miss Viviane if I were pregnant?"

"Forget it!" sahut Raymundo short. I'm not comfortable discussing that issue.

"How many times have we made love?" bellova asked on the pillow.

"Three .., maybe four ...."

"Suckhead."

"Don't curse at me! You keep yelling at me, take your pants off!"

"Don't joke, sir. I'm not a cheap woman." Bellova turned angry at Raymundo Alvaro.

"You are not cheap but careless. Kissing a foreign man, dating a foreign man. This is serious Bellova. Never go with a stranger again!" raymundo's reprimand seemed undisturbed with swollen lips and a face full of scratches. Also, the neck is full of purplish red marks even bite marks. Okay, enough evidence for Bellova that how vicious she was last night.

"Will you drink with me?" bellova asked not to lose hope, even though her heart was sore. He begged Raymundo Alvaro. Wanted to be with that guy.

Unwitting.

"I love you!" Bellova must admit it. This man must know.

Their views meet. Bellova could not draw conclusions from the flat expression. However, he soon realized, the confession was not able to change everything.

"I can't."

"Then, why follow me?"

"I don't know."

"Why is it in my room?"

"I'm worried about you."

"Why?"

"I don't know."

"Don't know?"

"Greg is not a good man."

"Let me and my life! Are you good to me?"

"I don't either. But I wouldn't cheat by filling something in a woman's drink."

"What do you want?"

"I don't know."

"We float like rainbow butterflies and you say my name as much as a breath. Does all this have no effect on you at all? Alright, you keep someone in your heart, can you let me step up and take part? Maybe one day you fall for me."

"I'll be married in 10 days, the invitation has been spread. There's no hope."

"Then, why say I am yours only?" bellova was angry.

"I don't know what I'm saying."

"Well, you're just talking" Bellova nodded, not understanding Raymundo Alvaro at all. "Continue your life. Ignore me! Please, don't interfere with my life. Enough for me not to be yours, don't make anyone think I'm interrupting your marriage."

Bellova close her eyes.

This man says; I belong to you only to me. Maybe that means Raymundo Alvaro's Bellova is only Raymundo Alvaro but Raymundo Alvaro is not Bellova's, never will be.

What kind of chaotic relationship is this?

"Go, Master! Please! I wish we never met again."

Raymundo got out of bed, went to the bathroom. Bellova complained. Water splashing not long ago.

Staring out the window. The sky began to whiten. Breathing on top of the unbearable pain, Bellova cursed. It's very, very bitter.

Why so unlucky with men?

"I don't need to marry anyone. Will only be single until old and dead. Just need to love yourself."

The man she slept with last night couldn't be with her and Bellova didn't want to be Raymundo Alvaro's impeachment after the man's wedding.

Raymundo Alvaro came out shortly afterwards from the bathroom. Bellova drowned in a pillow Taking time off to comfort herself also heal wounds. It won't be easy. Cell phone's ringing.

"Clean yourself, Bellova!"

"Leave me and close the door! Go before the kids come and find their boss overnight with their client who is getting married. I'll probably work alone and my brother's reputation will be ruined."

Cover the head with a pillow.

"Yes." Yeah."

"We're in front."

"Yes, I'm coming."

Raymundo spoke on his cell phone as he stepped out of the room, closing the door. Get down the stairs to the ground floor. The door opened a little. Axel Anthony and Queena come in.

"I brought this, we can have breakfast together ...." Clipped. Queena put down the dark glasses.the child looked at Raymundo Alvaro.

"What happened to you, sir?" Queena astonishment.

"Is there a dispute in the middle of teamwork?" Axel Anthony cleared a little. "Queena?" axel Anthony scolds his wife, while Queena by instinct checks on the man in front of her.

"I'm a doctor. It's normal for me."

"I'm fine." Raymundo.

Raymundo just wrapped around a white towel, the chest full of great scratches sharp nails, swollen lips and a face full of scratches even incisions. There are many bluish-red rinses, some purplish in almost the entire body. Upper chest like allergy, severe redness. Rows of teeth are everywhere, on the neck and chest.

"Oh yes, God. Is Bellova really mad at you?"

"As seen."

They went upstairs. Queena in front, carrying a basket filled with breakfast.

"Your back is whipped with whips." Axel Anthony reprimanded again.

"His nails are sharper than whips."

Axel Anthony clucked.

"Trims are coming, Boss."

"Queena wants Bellova's clover" replied Axel Anthony.

"It's gonna end badly."

"You can give up on Viviane."

Raymundo took a deep breath.

"The invitation has been received, everyone is getting ready. We know it's gonna be a disaster if the wedding doesn't happen."

"What about Bellova?"

Raymundo did not answer.

"I'll change clothes."

Raymundo picked up a bag of clothes and went to the room. I heard Queena complaining.

"What happened to this place?"

Door closes. Bellova's in the bathroom. Raymundo was wearing his clothes. Then make the bed.

While Bellova, bathe while upset. Hands knocking on the bathroom wall. He was really confused, what would happen to him when the man married Viviane. Tomorrow's first fitting with Viviane.

Escape. Bellova will go see Belliza and Cheryl after fitting like the original plan. View progress. I also need to see Lucio Vargas. Dona sent a message, Lucio Vargas is back from France tomorrow. Today Bellova just had to work hard. More and more pressure.

Get out 20 minutes later, find a neat and kinclong bed. There's no one.

"Yes, that jerk must be gone. She'll come to me later and even though I've curbed myself, I'll give up once she touches me, spread the thighs for her. Then, one day people will accuse me of seizing people's husbands. My brother's business was ruined and I got nothing but humiliation. Continue to work Bellova Driely, is it not clear where you will flow and end?"

Bellova wears a face moisturizer while self-indulgent.

Stepping out after getting dressed, surprise found the three heads in the kitchen waiting for her. I thought Raymond was gone.

"Morning, Bellova," said Queena.

"Queena? This is a real surprise." Mope-browed. "Mr Axel Anthony?"

"Bellova ..., did something happen?"

Axel Anthony might see a lackluster face from him. Ask attentively.

"Are we interrupting?" ask Axel again.

"Oh, no. Of course not. I'm just too surprised."

Come kitchen.

"Let's have breakfast. I made Madeira sandwiches." Queena smiled gently. At least a little consolation.

"Queena, I'm so glad you visited."

"Yes, I know. Your day will probably be very bad."

It will be very bad, because he continues to sleep with someone else's fiancee and there is a marriage that he cannot possibly disturb.

"Yes, I know."

"I'm trying so hard for you. But my mother had her reasons and Mr. Raymundo had agreed to everything from the beginning. If they retreat now, then maybe there will only be a disaster."

"I'm fine, Queen. I'll finish my job and go back to teaching. Cut me off until the Easter celebration ends."

They had breakfast in silence. Bellova's mood was like nature before the storm. Thick, dark and bad. Breakfast ended well, although Bellova could not digest. His life is hard. It is losing its direction.

"Find someone nice, Bellova."

"No. I'll just take care of my daughter."

"Porter?!" Queena shriveled in astonishment. So did Axel Anthony.

"Yes. We got a little three-year-old girl."

"We?" Queena can't cover up the curiosity.

"Me and my brother." Bellova nodded at a giant frame, where a pair of bohemian-style children hung on the kitchen wall.

"I think it's just a painting of you made in two. Surprising, very similar."

"My sister, Belliza owns this place. He has a daughter named Cheryl. My brother married ...."

"Belloa?!" Raymundo Alvaro gives a warning.

"Oskan Devano, the man who planned to kill you, Queena."

Suddenly cold atmosphere.

Axel Anthony's raincoat had softened at Bellova's dark turn, turning to Raymundo. Staring at Raymundo Alvaro. Something has broken between them. Trust and other ties.

"Mr Alvaro is looking for Oskan Devano and Belliza is going to kill Oskan Devano or whoever is closest to Oskan. My sister was in a coma for two more years and I replaced Belliza for a cause. Sir Raymundo came to my brother's house, broke into our house, went to the bathroom and put a gun on my forehead, thinking I was Belliza."

"Raymundo?!" Queena squinted in disbelief. "Import raw materials? Dating Bellova?"

"Bellovas? Aren't you talking too much?"

"I sold myself and something precious to Mr. Alvaro for the life of Oskan Devano and Belliza."

"Belgio ...." Raymundo's jaw is stiff. Something behind the man's cheek was clearly imprinted.

"I need to tell you, Mr. Axel Anthony, about this. Oskan Devano cheated on my brother and the hamili of Mr. Alvaro's sister, should have led us to his death. But Oskan took good care of our daughter and everything for Cheryl. Everything will be fucked up if Oskan dies."

"Then, if my wife dies what about my daughter, Bellova?" axel Anthony asked coldly.

"I'm so sad for us. But you're too cruel to kill Belliza and her daughter just because they're the closest people to Oskan."

"Axel, what am I hearing?"

"Queena ...."

"It's not like this." Raymundo defended their actions.

"Raymundo?" Queena turned to Raymundo Alvaro.

"We're not involved with Oskan Devano's activities." Bellova spoke again.

"Bellova, enough!" reprimand Raymundo Alvaro hard.

"Disregard my warning and just barely shoot an innocent person, I think, you and Raymundo at least turned a little good." Queena looked at her husband.

"I'll kill anyone who dares to touch you, Queena. That's the default rule."

"Stop, Axel Anthony!"

"Queen, it's not like that!"

"Then?" Queena attacked Raymundo. "I'm sick of the world that you and Axel Anthony live in, because that world will continue to take place and bequeathed to our children." Queena rebuked, stood up. Queena's face was furious.

"Queena!!!" Axel Anthony and Raymundo Alvaro rise together.

"I'll see you later, Bellova." Queena left quickly. Axel Anthony chased with a tense face.

"Queena, hey ...."

Raymundo Alvaro observes Bellova in silence after no sound. Just dumbness. Bellova's piercing eyes were deep. This once was clearly the man was angry.

"I risked myself, choosing you over my family! You ruined it."

"Don't Queena and Mr Axel Anthony need to know who I really am?"

"Bravo."

Raymundo Alvaro stood up.

"I'm leaving."

"Don't follow me, watch me and take my chances!" bellova said coldly.

"not anymore. Goodbye, Bellova!"

"Go! Just go!" bellova exclaimed as Raymond Alvaro moved up the stairs, continuing to step rigidly without looking. Bellova couldn't prevent this breakup.

Long legs down the stairs. The head soon disappeared from Bellova's sight as well as half of Bellova's life, along with Raymundo Alvaro.

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