Stain From you
Chapter 18 of the Heart?

"Including raising the child. Gilda, she's Gideon Martinez's son."

"Gideon ...? I've never heard that name before" said Carla, who looked at Lexa curiously. "Who is he?"

"Gideon was Mateo's adopted son and his wife, Eliana."

"Grandfather's adopted son?" Carla slightly opened her lips because she was quite surprised to know the origin of Gilda which made her very curious. "So, that's why Grandpa loves Gilda? Because Gilda's the son of Grandpa's adopted daughter?"

Lexa nodded before drinking her drink which further aroused her desire. Carla was busy with her surprise. Lexa's jaw begins to harden if she remembers the past, where she was dishonorably rejected by Mateo's adopted daughter.

"If that's true, why didn't Gilda and her parents live with Grandpa? Didn't you just say Gideon was a favorite?"

"That's because Gideon doesn't want to be betrothed to me, he already loves Zelda, a plain and booty woman."

Carla also captures Lexa's intentions are now starting to get brighter. "Don't tell me you want to harm Gilda because she's your enemy's son?" carla asked which made Lexa's laughter appear all of a sudden. "Is my guess right? You want to destroy Gilda because she's the son of Gideon and Zelda?"

"You're smart enough and quick to digest my explanation apparently." Lexa's still laughing. "Yes, I will destroy Gilda because she is the son of Gideon and Zelda."

"You hurt that your love was rejected by Gideon? Especially because ... Gideon picked a woman who wasn't your class." Carla very slowly said that sentence, a little afraid if the woman in front of her was rampaging. "Is that really so?"

Lexa squeezed out her glass that was almost stuck to her lips. "Indeed, she should be with a lower class woman, because she was from below, too" Lexa replied before sipping her drink for the second time. Letting the heat of the alcohol flow down his dry throat.

"If she's lower class, why would you fall in love with Gideon? Isn't she special and attractive in your eyes? Or because he's Mateo's heir?"

"Yes, I originally liked Gideon because he was appointed Mateo to manage the Martinez family business, Gideon the only successor of Martinez who was able to lead all efforts even though he did not have Martinez's blood."

Carla nodded in understanding. "Isn't that hard? It should be possible to continue the business in the family of only those who have Martinez blood. Even if only Gideon is capable, why can he still lead?" carla asks who is still not familiar with the decision of the Martinez family to make Gideon a leader in the field of large family businesses.

Lexa bobbing heads. "You look stupid!" lexa said, which made Carla take a deep breath. "It's clear. The entire Martinez family does not want their business to go bankrupt slowly because of a less competent leader. Only Gideon was capable, and at that time Mateo set up his adopted son with me."

Hearing Lexa's perfectly reasonable explanation, Carla again nodded. He drank his cocktail again before asking a question. "Then, did he reject you?" the question was fearless even though Lexa had already raised a sharp gaze.

"He chose Zelda, the girl he said stole his heart from college. They met at Martinez's restaurant, which Gideon had managed for the first time."

"Then what happened? Did Grandpa not approve of them?"

Lexa confirmed Carla's question. "You're right, Mateo prefers me over that country lady."

As she opened her mouth again, Carla felt the phone on the table shake. His phone received an incoming message. Not only did she take a glance, Lexa also saw her.

Reaching her phone, Carla said, "It seems I can't stay here long."

"What's wrong? Why did Kendrick call you?"

"I don't know. Maybe he asked me to accompany him." Lexa continued to give an intimidating look. "Your niece would occasionally ask me to go together. He said he had no friends but me."

"Yes, go. Don't forget the photo shoot tomorrow, in the morning you should be on set. My men will send you the address later."

"All right, I'll go first" replied Carla who had gotten up from her chair. He carried a red handbag and waved it at his future in-laws. "Enjoy your time."

Lexa doesn't seem to mess around with every pronunciation. His eyes also implied a unanimous determination. He will take revenge on Gideon and Zelda. At least, he did not want his enemy's children to live happily in Mateo's residence.

"Wait for the time to come, and I'll make sure my revenge hurts more than what you gave me first, Gideon. Your daughter will feel the pain of being rejected by a loved one." A grinning smile from Lexa's lips formed as she gulped down more alcohol from the slender glass in her left hand.

*

Gilda, who had just woken up from her sleep, turned to her left with fumbling hands. Still with his eyes closed, he turned to the right with his left hand moving. That moment Gilda felt a grip on her wrist, and opened her eyes.

"You're teasing me on purpose?" ask the man whose body he touched.

The man was holding his own head with his left hand. He was right next to Gilda. Now Gilda realized that the part she felt earlier was the chest of Edzhar's plain field, not covered with t-shirts or blankets.

"Dol-dak!" Gilda shook her head and smiled stiffly. "Me, I just woke up. My goal is not to tease you, but to check if there are people next to me or not."

"You know what part of my body you touched?"

Suddenly Gilda felt her heart like she was invited to run. In a hurry he turned his back, and turned his back to Edzhar. Clutching the blanket to the neckline, Gilda replied, "Don't you have to work? It's morning, and it's time for you to get ready. I'll take a shower after you, Ed."

Instead of getting a reply from her husband's lips, Gilda instead received a touch on her innocent back. Instantly his fine fur brushed. Not to mention something wet and soft also perched there.

Edzhar gave a kiss and it made Gilda more and more glue the blanket on the front of her body. "Why don't we just take a bath together, Gil ...?" edzhar whispered before biting Gilda's earlobe. "You don't want to repeat our activities last night?"

"You crazy?! We've done it more than five times!" gilda shouted and put her head in the blanket and curled up. Instead of being heard by Edzhar, he actually got a touch on the part of his body that protruded behind. "What are you doing?! Now you're the one who teased me!"

Edzhar chuckled, and continued to tease Gilda with kisses placed on her shoulder. "It seems that this morning we still have a little time to do it again" said Edzhar increasingly dare to seduce, because his hand was ready to force Gilda from the bed.

"You take a bath yourself, Ed! Aaa ...! EDZHAR!" Gilda's body covered in blankets had been lifted. Edzhar carried her like a bridegroom carrying a bride. "Down me, Ed! We shower ourselves!"

"Later ... once we get into the bathtub," replied the man who was wearing only his tight-fitting trousers as he walked towards the bathroom. "Give me some good service first, then I'll let you scrub your own body" added Edzhar, who Gilda left unanswered because she was holding her thumping chest.

Seeing Edzhar's face in the morning close up like this made Gilda's heart unsafe. How handsome the friend and her husband was able to make Gilda forget for a moment her appearance. "Is your smile this morning really sincere to me, Ed?"

"What do you mean?"

"Are you happy if we do this every morning?" Edzhar, who asked Gilda to open the bathroom door, fell silent. "Do you feel happy going through every activity like this with me? Because I see ..your current smile looks sweet. You don't mind showing it to me, Ed."

Instead of answering, Edzhar dropped it. The man opened the bathroom door and immediately dragged Gilda inside. Arriving in the bathroom, Edzhar again carried Gilda and brought her body to enter the bathtub.

Edzhar attacks Gilda's lips with a soft, yet hot kiss to the woman. Gilda could only accept and reply as she could. A pair of his hands had even hung on Edzhar's back neck.

"I told you last night, I'd try to put Carla aside for our contract marriage."

"So, right now ..all your treatment of me does not come from your feelings or your heart, Ed?"

"Is it important to you that I do this from the heart or not?"