The Devil JOVE's
61. A Different Dinner
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Casandra's body did not stop shaking after she witnessed how Franklin had casually shot the head of the guard that had caught her attention. Actually, Casandra had thought that Jove only wanted to bully him, but who would have thought that Jove really made Casandra witness firsthand one of the tragedies of murder that was so sadistic. Not yet lost to the shock in Casandra, she was made to squeal in fear when Franklin brutally slit the guard's head until it broke up. Really, this has really gone too far. How could Jove have a boy as brutal as Franklin. Casandra was completely inexhaustible because of it.
“Why, Casandra? Didn't you just say so confidently that in this world there is nothing you fear but restraint from your father? Why is your body shaking so much now, hem?” jove asked idly to make fun of Casandra who was frightened on her lap. So afraid that Casandra saw the murder committed by Franklin, she was not aware that since then Jove's hand did not stop stroking her thigh. This of course brings its own advantages for Jove. He freely touched Casandra's body without any rebellion from her. It's sweet, isn't it?
“I'm a normal human being, Jove. And this is the first time I've seen such a brutal murder happen right before my eyes. Teach me that I tremble like this?” casandra replied trying to normalize her irregular heartbeat. His mouth was talking to Jove, but his eyes were fixed on Franklin who was throwing a knife into the heart of the dead guard with his head separated. Although the incident took place outside the room, but Casandra seemed to be able to smell the scent of blood inside here. Too sadistic to make his stomach churn.
“Of course it's very unnatural, Casandra. Didn't I just tell you that I didn't let you be afraid?” sahut Jove relax. Using one hand, Jove tucked the youngster behind Casandra's ear, which did not stop moving because of the sea breeze. “You are my jaguar woman, behave like a jaguar who knows no fear in the least. All the inhabitants of this world would surely scorn you if they were to see your body trembling like this just from seeing someone die a sadistic death. Throw away that fear before you die of your own fear. Understand?”
Casandra, who had been focused on Franklin's actions, suddenly became emotional when Jove called her my jaguar-woman. Not accepting that title, Casandra boldly brought her face to the front of Jove's face and pointed her eyes using her index finger.
“You and your men may have no pity for the man you want to kill, but that will never happen to me. I am human, and I am not a beast with no conscience like you. Right now you may have a little power over my life, but you need to know one thing that I will never submit to anyone including you. So please stop treating me arbitrarily, Jove. Because it won't make me give my heart to a bastard like you. Understand?!” casandra said firmly.
Jove laughed off hearing Casandra's words that sounded very funny. Indeed, with a nose so fierce in the eyes of Jove Casandra even looks very similar to a starving jaguar child. Realizing that Casandra's attitude could awaken something in her body, Jove decided to put an end to this laugh. He picked up a drink on the table and pointed it in front of Casandra's lips.
“Let's start this dinner by enjoying wine from the same glass. Okay?”
“Indeed the waiter only provides one glass what until we have to drink from the same place?” casandra's protest felt strange when Jove invited her to drink wine from inside the same glass. It's a little uncomfortable.
“Even if the waiter brought a hundred glasses here, I would break ninety-nine and leave only one for the two of us. So Casandra, come on before I share a drink with you by mouth. Which one did you choose, hem?”
Without a second thought Casandra immediately snatched the glass from Jove's hand and drank half the wine there. Sweet and slightly concentrated, that was what Casandra felt as the drink passed through her throat.
Why is this wine different from the taste of the wine I used to drink? Jove can't possibly mix medicine into it ‘ right?
“Good girl's. I love seeing you obey like this. It looks so sweet,” said Jove before she finished the remaining wine in the glass. Not to forget also Jove drank the wine through the edge of the glass of Casandra's lips. When the contents were exhausted, Jove quickly slammed the glass to the floor until it broke apart. Jove's gaze turned giddy as she sensed that someone was trying to mess up her dinner with Casandra. “K*parat!”
“Don't leave any of them, Frank. Whatever the reason!” jove growled while firmly gripping Casandra's waist.
“Good, Sir. I will soon spread our men to hunt them all!” franklin immediately responded to the reason why his boss could be so angry.
“After this I don't want anyone to interrupt my dinner. Even the mosquitoes. If that happens, you and your men get ready to face me, Frank! Get out of front of me right now!”
“Good, Master!”
Casandra can only bite her lower lip when Jove never let go of the grip on her waist. If usually Casandra would instantly rebel, this time she did not dare to do so. Jove looks so angry, and Casandra knows herself well enough by not warming things up. He realized that Jove was a determined person, so protecting his own safety was the best decision.
“You see that, Casandra. Even when I'm with you there are still stray dogs trying to bite you. So if you're weak and easily frightened, I can make sure that you'll die silly at the hands of one of them!” jove said while staring at Casandra who suddenly turned quiet without any intention of rebelling even though Jove had consciously hurt him. Slowly but surely Jove began to loosen the grip of his hand then switched to gently cupping both cheeks Casandra. “You're mine, and I don't like mine being targeted by someone else. So inevitably tonight I will take you home to my house. Obey me not to change my mind to kill you!”
“Don't set me up, Jove. There is Fidel who will take care of me with his life. Don't be too over-treating me. I'm not a puppet!” reject Casandra quickly. The talk that comes out of the mouth of an asshole like Jove where it might be believed. Yesterday, Jove raped her while Casandra was unconscious. Especially when they are under the same roof. Casandra could not wake up tomorrow morning. Right no?
“Should I have asked Franklin to send Fidel to the hospital so you wouldn't fight me, Miss Casandra Lin?”
“You're crazy, Jove!”
“Yes you're right, I'm crazy. And my present madness is still not how much if you want to know. So choose. Come home with me or Fidel will be his victim!” sergeant Jove is undeniable.
When Casandra was trapped in the choice, he was shocked by the sound of gunshots that sounded simple to each other not far from where he was now. Luckily this restaurant has been rented out entirely by Jove, so there are no frightened screaming sounds from the guests who come to this restaurant. While tightening the handrails on Jove's clothes, Casandra admitted defeat. She finally agrees to Jove's wish to take her home.
“I'm coming with you. And if Fidel comes to nothing, then I alone will finish you!”
“Hmmmm,”
With the sound of gunfire, Jove and Casandra held their dinner with Casandra still sitting on Jove's lap. How else. In addition to Casandra who was uncomfortable with the sound of the shootout, also because Jove did not let him move from the top of his lap. So yeah already, like this is their dinner now. Somewhat else, right? If people enjoy their dinner joyfully and happily, Casandra is just the opposite. Dinner was full of tension and pressure. If you were in Casandra's position, what would you do? Please comment below.
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