The Devil JOVE's
1. Painfulness
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“Arggghhhhhh!”
From inside a hotel room came a very strong scream. The voice seemed to want to tell those who heard how badly the person was hurt by something. Meanwhile outside the room were dozens of men in black clothes with large tinngi posture standing while holding weapons in each hand. And from the view it can be ascertained that the person in the hotel room is not an arbitrary person. Because judging from the many guards standing outside the room, it was likely that the person inside was a MAFIA.
“Arrrgghhh, water. Give me some water. Fast!” jove shouted in pain as she wanted to move her legs.
Franklin immediately took a glass of water and quickly stepped towards the bed. He then put a transparent liquid into the glass and asked the woman who was standing scared beside the door to get a straw from the box on the table.
“Take the straw from inside the bag and bring it here. Fast!”
“B-well, T-Master,”
“Quickly a little!”
With trembling hands the woman took a straw from the bag and gave it to the man named Franklin. “I-this is the straw, Mr.”
“FRANKLIN!!!”
Jove shouted back. He really could not bear the torment of this pain. And as soon as Franklin thrust the glass in front of his mouth, Jove in a fit of fidelity sucked out all the water in it. Some of you may think that water is just plain drinking water. You're wrong. In the glass there is a mixture of several drugs that only Jove can take. And now do you think that Jove is a sick man? The answer is certainly not. All right, the author will kindly tell you who Jove really is.
Jove Alexander Lorenzo, is the only descendant of Marcellino Altezza Lorenzo and Rosalinda Osmond, or commonly known as Adamar Clarence. She was born with a strange disease in which Jove would feel a great pain every time she finished making love to a woman. And not only that. If Jove did not immediately drink the special potion concocted by his organization, for days he would just lie stiff like a piece of wood lying on a bed. According to the explanation of both parents, this rare disease comes from a poison that was accidentally injected into the body of the mother to destroy all the memories stored in her brain. And until this moment, both Jove and her parents have not succeeded in creating a drug that can cure her of this disgusting disease.
“T-Master, b-can I go now?” ask the woman who is a special call woman with an international model background. His body which was only wrapped in a thick blanket seemed to tremble.
Franklin did not heed the woman's question. Both of his eyes only focused on his boss who was now starting to breathe regularly. Even slowly his boss's eyes began to close, indicating that the pain had reduced a lot.
“Mr, s-me ….
“J*lang basics. That dirty mouth of yours can't stay still, huh! Your eyes are blind or how you can't see that my boss is resting. You want to die or how!” franklin shouted finally out of patience when the woman did not stop whining. Half-dead he resisted his desire to not directly finish off the woman. Really troublesome.
Jove's eyes slowly opened as she heard Franklin's quite powerful screams. After that Jove glanced at the woman who had been sleeping last night. He smiled, but no one knew what that smile meant.
“Nona, what do you think after seeing me like this?” jove asked in a very soft voice.
“Your answer is very satisfying, Miss. Just like your service last night,” sloppy Jove. “But, Miss. Other than my men, I never let strangers know my weaknesses. And today you seem to be waking up too late, so now you're seeing something you shouldn't be seeing.”
Silent. With a face that is still pale Jova rose from her sleep and then leaned to the head of the bed. He who was not wearing anything at that time casually asked the woman to come closer. Oya, maybe you are a little uncomfortable with the habit of Jove who does not feel uncomfortable letting his body plain without being covered by a thread in front of Franklin. It was common for his men. Nor is it without reason why Jove does this. Every time he finished making love, the next morning Jove would feel his whole body became very hot like a fire. That's why now Jove is not dressed at all because she is not strong enough to withstand the burning. Up here do you all understand?
“You're blind huh?” sarkas Franklin stared intently at the woman who was crying as she sat on the floor. “My boss asked you to come closer. Why are you sitting like a dog in there? Quickly come!”
“Hiksss, Sir. T-please forgive my presumption. I-I didn't know there would be an incident like this, so I was presumptuous to wake up a little late. H-honestly, of all the guests I have served only Mr. one who treated me very gently. D-and I love it,”
“You're in love with me?” ask Jove without saying anything. It is not new anymore if there are women who are crazy about the ability of Jove when playing taste in bed. Almost all the women who have spent the night with Jove, they will all feel addicted. Maybe if this happens to other men they will definitely feel very happy. But for a private Jove something like this is a very disgusting thing. Women make him sick, but Jove's favorite to play them at night. And do you want to know why Jove likes something that hurts her? Answer one. She is die.
“Answers. Maybe I'll be a little kind to you if you're willing to answer honestly,” said Jove began to get bored.
“Master, I .. I ….
“Miss, when I ordered your reprimand, I paid you full for your body and life. So ... speak properly before I change my mind!”
The woman was shocked to death upon learning that her body and life had been sold by her own admonition. Truly, he did not expect that his admonition would have the heart to do this to him. But their daily lives are not like their own siblings. Butwhy?
“In this world the people we must be aware of are not criminals, but are the closest people to ourselves. You must not have thought that the person you already considered like a brother could sell your life to someone like me?” jove said as he opened the desk drawer. He took a gun from inside. “So Miss, you want to die alone or my men who finish you off?”
Without giving the woman a chance to think, Jove had already thrown a weapon at her. He then clasped his hands, waiting for the decision of what the woman would take.
“Franklin, this is too long.”
“Good, sir,” said Franklin then walked up to the woman who was pale while holding a weapon in her hand. “Let me teach you how to shove a bullet through your head. Relax, baby!”
And ….
Dorian
Jove smiled. He got out of bed and walked into the bathroom. Jove wanted to clean up her body that was hit by blood splashes from the dead woman with her head crushed. Cruel? C'mon, buddy. This is what life is like. And do you think a mafia's life is full of something sweet and sweet? Of course not. However, Jove does not realize that one day someone will come to change his view of life. His life will turn sweet, and it will happen.
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