The Bride of the Successor Mr. Angrier
Trapped in Cold Man Love

💕 Enmeshed in Cold Man Love 💕

Author: Ade Nuryanti

Chapter snippet

Brak!!!!

A fist landed perfectly on a cupboard, right next to the girl's face that was now closing her eyes with great fear. Her body trembled with melted tears that drenched her beautiful cheeks.

"Is it supposed to be like this, huh?" ask a man in a quiet but stressed voice, who is now supporting himself between the cabinets.

"You're just gonna give up?" he asked again with a sharp look towards the girl.

The man lifted the girl's chin, "Open your eyes, look at me!" her word.

The girl opened her eyes slowly, until the eyes of the two met. The misty manic of anger was slowly changed with a look of love after meeting the girl's glassy bead.

"I love you, Sena." she said.

Both of them are silent to each other to dive into their feelings with eyes locking each other. Then the man tilted his face and grabbed the girl's soft lips. Gently sip lips that he cannot forget. The lips that he had been unable to touch for several months.

The two drift in the kiss, channeling the same taste they cannot change. As hard as forgetting, but the sense of longing increasingly fosters the sense of love.

With a severed breath, the two of them took off the other side. Sena looked down with tears that she could not stand.

"I'm sorry, Bi. We must forget this." he said accompanied by sobs that smothered his chest.

"Why? Have you forgotten me? Does your love for me no longer exist?" cecar Abi's. The man laughed discordantly, laughing at the fate that seemed to hate him.

"Yes. My feelings have been gone, ever since we were made aware that we were brothers. I'm your cousin and you're my cousin." Sena replied firmly staring at him.

"lik! Stop lying to yourself and come back to me, Sena!" selak Abi with equal strength.

Sena drew and exhaled her long breath to neutralize her."Forget me! One week, the rest of your time to forget me. And that day you must completely forget me, for that day I belong to someone else."

Abi brought his face closer to the girl. "You're doing well" he said in a tone full of emphasis.

"We were born of the same blood, but" Abi paused.

"We are destined to create similar blood" he continued, with a sharp drawn gaze towards Sena who was as strong as her restraint and her heart, so as not to waver with her stance.

"I am Abizar Radeeya Permana, vowing not to let anyone marry Arsena Queenara Pratama. Because Sena only belongs to Abi. And I'll make sure only I can marry you."

"Remember that!" his sweat.

After saying that, the handsome man walked away from Sena who was now collapsed on the floor. His cry broke out along with the passing of the sound from the hard-covered door.

Wrenching cries echoed in that stuffy room. Sena bowed limp while holding the chest shirt that was so tight.

Chequek!

The door opened without Sena knowing. A girl approached by sitting in front of him. He grabbed Sena's head, then grabbed her.

"I love him ... I love him ..." said Sena with a sob.

The girl did not chim in, she just rubbed Sena's head and back alternately to calm her down.

"Why must this hurt, Jin. Why ...?" sena asked along with her sobs.

"If this love is wrong. Why does that taste exist? Why ...?"

The orange did not stop rubbing his hands, on his best friend's shoulders. He knows and understands what his best friend is feeling right now.

"Slump! At least it will ease your pain." he said.

Sena actually shed her tears of pain. The pain when hope does not fit God's flow. Love someone he should not love. Blood ties that become a barrier, so He must bury deeply the taste. But is it easy?

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