The Desire of the Mafia
Why take my hand to take it off?
Episode 77: Why take my hand if you take it off?
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It's still in Alexander Grey's residence,
It felt too tired to struggle, who would have thought giving up could be so easy and heart-relieving, going calmly and leaving all the pain behind.
The dark that has been attached to his life can be separated, the struggle and fatigue on his shoulders can be removed.
It was enough for him to always run away and run away from his problems, about Bian and his feelings so as to vanish with the darkness.
“Ah, can I smell the hot chocolate here? Is this heaven?” exclaimed Kiara felt her kiss caught the smell of chocolate being close to her.
Slowly Kiara opened her eyes, faintly faint she could see the familiar ceiling of the room.
“Heh, don't tell me I'm floating in that arrogant guy's house, have I become a wandering spirit now and again to stay cooped up in that arrogant guy's house? Nooo!” kiara shouted, feeling very tired and pained.
He then felt a warm breath that touched his face, then he turned to the side of the origin of that breath.
“Aaaaa!”
Again Kiara shouted, next to her she saw Alexander was holding his arm was looking at it very closely.
From the pajamas used by Alexander, it can be ascertained if it is night.
“I, I why am I still here? What happened?” exclaim Kiara did not understand what he was going through, let alone the man who was at his side, somehow always there wherever he was.
“Are you that stupid? Being told to die would die, not asking me for help!” ketus Alexander was still on his arm, his eyes were sharp, making people not dare to look at him.
“How do I ask for help? You shut the door,” Kiara said with a lowered face.
He finally realized what had happened when he fainted, but it seemed Alexander had come to his rescue.
“I told you there's a cctv, you just wave your hand! What hard! Ha!” now that her tone was getting higher, Kiara was shocked and speechless.
'Chew, what a test of guts, right the one who locked me in there is also you, why are you so angry!! I really don't understand his way of thinking!' furious in his heart, Kiara was still speechless and unwilling to look at Alexander.
“Forget it! Don't you want to tell me something?” now that his tone had become flat, his eyes remained sharp and his expression was still grim.
Alexander wanted to hear an apology for being caught cheating on him, he was still very angry but he could not finish off Kiara at all, when he saw Kiara passed out in the dark room, excessive panic immediately attacked Alexander and made him run as fast as possible into the room.
'Yes Kiara! You've survived death anyway, just tell me what you want to say! Whatever he's gonna do, let it go!' kiara's murmured confirmed her heart and would say what was on her mind.
He would be forthright and not want to constantly lie to himself.
“Tu .. Sir,” Kiara again called Alexander with the title of master, making Alexander grip the mattress and his face was increasingly showing a very angry expression.
While Kiara was still talking, Kiara slightly glanced at Alexander, Alexander's expression now really very creepy, making Kiara very nervous to continue her words.
“Ja .. so,”
“Shelf!”
With Alexander's forcefully pushing and throwing Kiara into his bed, his breathing was heavy and hunting, his grip on Kiara's shoulder was painful.
“Until when do you want to always leave me? From the beginning you didn't want to be by my side, did you? Is it because of that Bian? Hm?” Alexander whispered and pressed Kiara's body, even though Kiara had just regained consciousness and woke up, Alexander could not contain his anger.
Even when Alexander forgave Kiara, Kiara still wanted to leave him, as if everything Alexander did was completely meaningless to Kiara.
“Bu .. Not because of Brother Bian, Sir, I just don't want to be a mistress, I want to live my bias life, also Master instead of already have a future wife?” by remaining quivering in fear Kiara dared herself to speak.
He did not want to be in a relationship with anyone anymore, let alone become a mistress, after the incident in the dark room it seems Kiara is not afraid of anything anymore.
Alexander further strengthened his grip on Kiara's shoulder, thrusting it until it felt very pressing on the mattress.
“Ah, sa ... pain,” complained Kiara slowly, she grimaced in pain because the energy of this man was very strong.
“You even defended him, heh? Have you forgotten who I am? Remind me I can do anything, I see you love the guy I beat up the other day, what if I finish him off? If you knew I'd finish him off while you were still trying to get away from me, what would you do?”
Somehow the explosive anger in Alexander every time Kiara mentioned Bian's name, it felt like she wanted to exterminate Bian and remove Bian's name from the whole world, so Kiara wouldn't mention it again.
“Why should it be like this? Why should I, why always threaten me, tell me to die and save me,"
"To send me home here but to always pose a terrible threat to me! What exactly do you want!” Kiara couldn't stand it, she spoke with the rest of the energy she had, tears that inexplicably flowed lately flooding her cheeks.
“You took my hand but also hurt her, you said you wanted to sleep with me but you brought your future wife home, I wanted to leave but you also held back by threatening, she said, why don't you just let me die in that room! All of you just want to give me false hope, like my foster parents, like Bian you too, you grabbed my hand but easily let go! Why?”
“Why take my hand if you want to take it off, you don't know how much my heart hurts always being treated unfairly! Are you guys satisfied?”
Kiara finally let out all her heartache, she screamed and cried, as Kiara screamed and cried as hard as she could, Alexander's clutches started to loosen, she was speechless looking at Kiara's face, they look very weak and full of suffering.
“I won't let go of your hand!” a voice full of confidence and echoed throughout the room, shocking Kiara and making her speechless.
Just as Alexander first grabbed his hand amidst the crowd insulting him, grabbed his hand and took it home, as if the word was very easy to get out of Alexander's mouth but too meaningful to Kiara.
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