
"Haduuh," Contessa stood leaning against the edge of the sink, "Bego really lo, Tess! Begos! Begos!" he scolded himself.
Because of his actions, he will never be able to escape Damascus again.
There was still hope of staying away, at least. Debt paid off, he disappeared into his own life.
But now?!
Though his feelings to Damascus are almost zero. Alias is just an ordinary relationship, employees and bosses, employers and aides, debt collectors and customers. Yes, that kind of relationship!
But now? Where can be categorized So!
This was because his body reacted differently to his common sense.
When I saw Damascus, it was like another man was missing. The focus was only on that big tall man.
"He's 30 years different from you, Tess, even your father isn't that old" muttered Contessa trying to restore her determination. "He's a murderer, a molester, a mafia, and his money is sinfully earned. Holy hooch! What the hell were you thinking just now Contessa!" contessa exclaimed with her eyes on the glass in front of her.
Then look at his face.
And the memories of a few minutes ago were directly involved in his brain.
Fragrant tobacco, mixed with perfume with masculine wood aroma.
The beard that seemed to be rough, was actually very soft.
A strong neck like a rock.
Chest yes
"A-a-I have to wash my face! It can't be like this!!" Contessa groaned as she directed her hand toward the sink sensor and wet her face with water.
But after washing your face, it gets worse.
Instead of improving, the shadow of his memory goes back to the past, when a few years ago, Contessa finished having sex with Damascus.
That girl whose virginity had already disappeared, went into the bathroom to clean herself up.
He did not know what to do, whether to cry or be relieved because his father's debt became smaller, he could only stand under the shower with warm water soaking his hair and back.
Just as he realized, someone came in.
He hugged her from behind when she was unprepared.
The man behind her shrunk his neck, his large hand clutching his chest and squeezing it gently.
Contessa mende is legitimate because of her reflex sensation. But the girl didn't fight.
He decided to try to enjoy every caress, responding well even if forced. Because he thought he was very lucky, he was valued so highly by this man.
Other women are not necessarily treated this way. Not necessarily their sacrifices were accepted for billions. Even shreds, hundreds of thousands have already profited.
So according to Contessa at the time, nothing was acting a little, after this he was free.
But in fact, it was just Contessa's mind, because her body was then moving out of sync with her brain.
For the second time, the pain was vague, not like the first. After the shower, they did it again.
Even the next day, for a whole day they do it again. Contessa came home 3 days after she left.
And at that moment, his feelings were very happy. Not sad.
She smiles all day, feeling like a woman.
Loved, adored, pampered..what is this feeling of the newlyweds?
But that night, Contessa went crazy! His body was clutching the touch of the old man he had met, but his brain forbade him from moving.
Depression instantly melandanya. For a week he locked himself in his room. No college, no travel. Food order from online application, entered through window.
Contessa feels dirty but also craves the time she has left back.
That feeling of opium came back again. Slowly but surely, his body began to remember, reacting like it was attracted to a magnet, to Damascus!
Contessa took a breath and exhaled it.
He is confused how.
"It's been.." he murmured.
"It can't go back anymore. I have to continue what I started,"
Contessa pulls a tissue to open her face.
"If I refuse, I don't know what the fate of my father will be. Disappointing the despotic king, as if I was playing with his heart, I might be split in two!"
So Contessa decided to just act like water. Forward but slowly. Even if they refuse, at least they will all be safe.
He will see the reaction of Damascus after this. Whether the man approached or avoided.
Everyone knows the feelings of Damascus to Contessa.
But all do not know how Damascus will control itself.
That guy's hard to guess. Artemis who has long been meritorious to him alone will easily be removed just because of a small mistake.
What about 'seonggok' Contessa? It was definitely a pebble among the white rice. Created to be taken and thrown away.
**
"I didn't mean to kill Dennis, his Contessa just panicked first" murmured Damascus as he looked at Artemis at the office clinic.
Precisely behind the HRD room, with Lily already used to handling 'damascus children' who came rushing and bleeding.
"Boss, the katana's already on top, just stay ngayun aja behead nih gobblok the Dennis!" muttered Baron while throbbing. He is now on high alert for Damascus, "Just because of the thin girl who is random, Boss can sacrifice Dennis, what about our fate? We are willing to die for work! Is that worth nothing?!" with emotion Baron spoke, but his tone was somewhat suppressed as Artemis was still asleep in the next room. The guy was injected with morphine so that his body ache could be resolved a little.
"Raden, you are exaggerating" said Damascus, stroking his beard.
"Which part am I overreacting? Boss who behaves childishly! Just because the girl is naive!" now the Baron can't even calm down anymore.
"You see no, time is up, my katana is back?" his Damascus.
"Huh?" The baron raised his eyebrows.
Damascus shrugged his shoulders, "I meant to bully Dennis, if I could get the boy to faint. That's why my katana is back, the one that Dennis's neck will hit is his blunt part, the back of the sword. But I was attacked with unexpected actions, but it was cool that Dennis was shocked, "
"Boss..." muttered the limp Baron, "is this really?" he's not sure.
"Yes you see, what I took at Ivander's table was a disheveled replica of the Katana, which just came from the supplier yesterday, which is still blunt on the edge. Actually want to be turned back still can not kill people anyway, hehehehehe,"
"Does the Boss? Kok seems reassuring when Boss lifts the katana up, hit it and the kick is real, too,"
"Yes, it's true, but Dennis is in top shape. He couldn't have been killed just by that. Unless God says something else,"
"That's also outrageous, Boss," Baron murmured still wary.
"Raden, you've been with me longer than anyone else. Time still can't guess my actions?" Damascus smiled faintly as it flipped its body and intended to return to its room.
It was getting late, and he had to talk seriously with Contessa.
If he can catch Contessa.
The girl must be trying to hide herself. Avoided it.
"Just want to run away that easily. Want to run to the end of the planet, to the ground, to different dimensions, I will pursue if it is this.." grumbled Damascus.
**