The Guard
(TG2) Gresta VS Roy
Gresta, who was on his way to the office since leaving the Syaqila campus, felt his feelings unsettled, want his taste he came back but again Celo called him if Grace back and forth asking for his whereabouts.
Grace considers Gresta not seriously taking care of her work, let alone after her encounter with the girl who may have occupied her heart.
Just as the luxury car stopped in the basement, Gresta's right ear buzzed so loud that it felt dizzy.
"Your master is okay?" Juana asked who had just arrived in the basement.
"No!" Cold and brushed off the hand of Juana who was about to hold her.
Trying to ignore the pain, Gresta enters her room by walking her usual course, there, in the oversized chair, her self closed her eyes and when her eyes were open, her eyes were open, The handsome CEO was surprised by the presence of Angel Chrisa who suddenly stood in front of him.
"What's the aunt?" Ask her by confirming her sitting position.
"Are you this insensitive or starting to fool the prince?" The question with the piercing gaze was directed at Gresta.
"What does aunt mean?" Gresta doesn't understand.
"See your lover!" Chrisa said by sticking her palm on Gresta's head and the handsome young man closed his eyes, there, he saw his favorite girl being pulled by a man.
Flinched with the shadow she saw Gresta immediately opened her eyes and with her eyes starting to turn red she moved from her seat.
"Don't... "
SSSHHHLLLAAA!!!
Uncompleted Chrisa said Gresta had already teleported, "Haish. The more mature she was the less she listened to me her nanny," Chrisa shook her head then followed the Prince to his destination.
Chequek!!
Cleo walked into the empty room with some documents.
Wailing, the view he circulated for the sake of looking for the figure of his handsome CEO.
"Yeahhh... " Sighs the financial manager, "Lost again, the fate of having a boss instead of a human, "The murmur came back out of the empty room.
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Gresta has now arrived in front of the famous University building where his lover studied there.
Looking at his many humans everywhere, with the power derived from his grandmother the handsome prince was flicking his fingers and PICK!!
All stopped as he wished, he immediately darted following the scent that the lover left behind.
Arriving in front of a warehouse that closed its doors, the big foot was already planning to break it but Angel Chrisa came on time.
"Wait prince! Don't be rash, did the prince not smell any of his black aura coming out from inside there?" Ask Chrisa.
It was dark that Gresta's eyes did not want to think about anything, to hell with the black aura that existed, the foot that had originally descended was immediately lifted back up and
DHUBRAK!!
"ASSHOLE!" With a shout Gresta darted forward and JEBRET!! BRUGHY!! GUSRAK!!
Two bogems darted right across Roy's face and belly who was just about to enjoy the body of the girl whose hands were now tied up.
"Gresta?" The vibrating voice of Syaqila lirih called out the name of her lover who looked very creepy, with the look of her eyes reddened, even her fangs look elongated as she shouted, Also visible are prominent veins in the neck and arm area that is already muscular.
"Currently, what kind of creature do you keep?" Dabbed Roy by wiping the blood flowing at the corner of his lips.
"Stop brother! Stopit! Gresta stop! I'm fine!" Shouted Syaqila who was still in his handband.
Meanwhile Angel Chrisa creates a safety fort around the warehouse that is afraid that until the Young Master gets out of control.
Gresta who heard Syaqila's voice turned to look at the girl who was currently in tears.
BUGH!! Roy hits Gresta's left cheek until the half-human creature staggers slightly.
"Nooooo!! The gresta!! No brother! Enough's enough! Stop that!" Syaqila cried when she saw her lover's heart at the beat and clutching back of Roy's neck and in his lift the human body was upwards with a roar showing his sharp fangs.
"BABYLERRRRRR!!!!"
In his choked breath still had time Roy grabbed something from inside his pocket, yes the little dagger that was always everywhere in his carry.
THE SCRING!! The dagger was ejected from his nest, and without a second thought he scratched a sharp object in Gresta's arm that was gripping his neck.
Dark red blood flowed from Gresta's skin scratched by Roy's dagger.
BRUK!!
Gresta drops Roy's body, along with it the cunning young man immediately stands up and intends to stab Gresta with his dagger again.
But fortunately Gresta realized Roy's movements, the prince with a bloody arm held Roy's arm that grasped a dagger.
"Your contemptible hand doesn't deserve to touch me!" Gresta shouted right in front of Roy's face.
The man was thrown until he hit the wall.
DHUBRAK!!
With a breath of breath that was covered in blood and sweat Gresta turned and looked at his beloved girl who was now filled with tears that glided shameless.
Gresta untied the bond that bound both hands of Syaqila, then pulled the girl into his arms.
SSSHHHLLLAAA!!!
Now the two of them have arrived in the office, right in Gresta's private room, the two of them sitting on the edge of Syaqila's bed still look shocked, until now the beautiful girl was unceasingly shedding tears with a whim.
"I'm sorry, I'm late" Gresta said, stroking Syaqila's right cheek, which still lowered her face.
"Don't cry anymore, I won't be able to forgive myself if something happens to you" Lirih Gresta almost half whispered.
Gresta cupped Syaqila's face and exposed it to her face, puffy eyes, wet lips, breath that was as hot as possible, making Gresta feel himself to have frightened the girl before him Moreover when his second gaze met, Syaqila deliberately turned her gaze away.
"Did I scare you?" Gresta asked very gently, wanting her to hug the girl again, but quietly brushed off Gresta's arm.
"Will I be in your eyes? To the extent that you don't want to touch me one bit" Gresta said at length earlier, and none of his questions got the answer from the beautiful girl who was now sitting before him.
"Yes?" Wailing her again by stroking Syaqila's cheeks, Syaqila slowly looked at Gresta's face, the girl was still reluctant to meet her beautiful netra with sharp but sharp eyes, which was currently in front of her.
But Gresta again pinched Syaqila's chin when the girl was about to lower her gaze back.
Slowly but surely Gresta slashed the distance between his two and gently landed a warm kiss that continued softly that could be directly received by the shocked Syaqila.
Getting a reply from Syaqila, one hand Gresta pressed the nape of the girl in his protection. While the other hand squeezed out that adorable wacky waist.
Syaqila's hands that were originally silent now began to squeeze the hair that was on the nape of Gresta.
Gresta slowly laid the sexy body on his soft bed, When both hands Gresta wrapped Syaqila's crazy body, Syaqila accidentally felt Gresta's stocky arm and felt the arm wet-sticky.
Only realized the girl if her lover was injured and not even a little treated.
Forced Syaqila to parse her second link, "Why Baby? You're still scared of me after you respond to my kiss?" Gresta furrowed his brows.
"Look, you're still hurt, and it's a pretty deep wound, we'll treat it first, okay?" With a soft and almost whispering tone Syaqila spoke, because Gresta was so close to her that even their two noses were almost fused together.
"You don't have to worry about this injury, I'm fine," Gresta assures her lover that her self was fine before, she said,
"Aawwww... Baby what are you doing?" Shouted Gresta because his wounds were pinched by Shaqila's naughty fingers.
"You said it's fine, but this is me pinching sick right?!" Shaqila grumbled by pushing the chest of the field away from her.
With resignation Gresta allowed her Beloved to clean up then treat her wounds.
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Somewhere else...
A father was treating his wounded and battered son, "Who would dare to do this to you?"
"I don't know dad, but his aura is so strong, I even had a chance to stick this poisonous dagger into his arm, but it's great he's still not okay dad" Obviously that battered man.
"What's? No way! If an ordinary human being he would soon lose his consciousness"
"He's not a human father, or maybe he's got an apprentice, back then I still remember him clearly, his red eyes lit up with a blue glint inside of him, his fangs are as sharp as the fangs of the Vampire's father, but there's no way the nation's vampires attack during the day" the man explained to his father.
With a male smile called by the father has a plan in his brain, "Interesting, if the father is not busy, we lure him again...