The Love Trap of the Ruler.
Chapters. 1. Wedding Night.
"Adreans. Don't be! ouch, ah! you're amusing me, "a woman's voice sounds very seductive and spoiled. His words painted a feeling he was trying to endure.
"Don't you like it? tonight I'll be back to make you happy. Ask, "the voice of the man is no less seductive. His breathing sounded heavy because of the taste that had spread throughout his veins.
"Yes! i want!" rayu the woman was parsing.
"You're a bad girl, Clara!"
"Aah!" the long sigh of pleasure was heard ending the voicemail sent to Graciella's phone.
Graciella heard it speechless, from her eyes she looked shocked by what she had just heard. Her plump and thick eyelashes like a little fan were wet. Her tears just fell without hitting her cheek.
Her tiny body shivered as if it had just been flushed by a bucket of ice water. His breathing was heavy and tight, even his legs felt lost. But still he tried to stand up. There is no way to faint in front of the thousands of people who are at their wedding.
Of course, this response is not excessive. The man whose voice was inside the voice mail was clearly her husband, Adrean Han. Unfortunately again, Graciella also knows who the woman who was in a sweat with her husband, Clara, a close friend first.
Graciella couldn't help but cry, no matter how human she was and not a statue. Even though there were so many painful things that he had been through all his life. But, being betrayed by the husband on the wedding night certainly makes a deep wound for him.
Yep! it's their wedding night and he's also at their wedding. It was only a few hours ago that Graciella and Adrean tied the sacred promise. Tonight, the man slept with another woman. No, not another woman, his own wife's friend.
Graciella's eyes seemed to be twitching trying to find her pedestal. His short breath was blocked by extreme pain. He tried to smile at the invitations who saw him. Adrean did leave her earlier, but she did not expect her departure to make out with another woman.
“Mrs Han, are you okay?” ask someone Graciella doesn't even know. Come to think of it, he doesn't even recognize everyone at this party.
“Ti - no, a-I'm fine,” Graciella voice raucous and vibrating resisting crying and pain together. Graciella wiped her tears, trying to fake her smile.
However, his phone again vibrated on a white silk-flavored table. He looked at the screen of his phone. A message from a known number returned.
Graciella still hesitates to open the message. Of course he knew most likely the contents would again melt his heart. But his curiosity was in fact higher than his fear of heartache. The pain has been friends with him for a long time. With trembling hands he opened the message.
"You want to know where your future husband is tonight? try to go back to your bridal room. Gracie, you may be able to bear the status of Lady Han, but her soul and body are only mine.”
Graciella raised her eyes which now showed a veil of stifled anger. How could they do something like this to her? What harm?.
Graciella squeezes her phone. He pressed his teeth firmly to channel his anger. He must ascertain whether what the sender is saying is true or not, although he must be prepared to feel pain that may be more than this.
With trembling hands. Graciella knocked on that door. At first it sounded doubtful but the longer it was steady he did it. It didn't take long when the door finally opened.
“Oh, fast too,” Clara seemed to open her door a little.
Graciella's wet, tearful face now looked flushed, enduring the anger of staring at the woman who stood only wrapped in a white blanket on the doorstep of her bridal room.
“What are you doing here?!” peekik Graciella could no longer hold herself. Let people see him as a madman. He doesn't care anymore.
Clara frowned. Looking at Graciella as if looking at a strange sight.
“You why?” clara asked as if she was innocent.
“I'm supposed to ask you why?! why would you take my husband!” graciella cried out in a breath because of her outgoing emotions. “You are indeed a cheap woman, Clara!”.
“What's up?” the male bass sounds. Before long the figure of Adrean appeared calmly. Graciella looked at her bare-chested husband very fondly wrapping her hands around Clara's waist. “Oh, is the party done?” Adrean seemed to casually refute his other hand on the door of the hotel room.
Graciella doesn't think. How could they so casually see Graciella's destruction. Really fucked up, right? betrayed by her husband and friends on her wedding night and crazy again they do it right in Graciella's bridal room. Graciella never thought about why there are people like them in this world.
“Don't look at me like that. You just piss me off more and more,” said Adrean who looked at Graciella who seemed so implying sadness. Clara just smiled. To her Graciella was just a very pitiful woman.
Graciella's totally inexhaustible. Earlier this morning before pledging the sacred promise, Adrean was still so sweet of his attitude and nature. But now he's like a heart-breaking demon.
“How can you do this to me? It's our wedding night and you're sleeping with this cheap lady!” Graciella had already lost her control, she wanted to attack Clara who kept looking at her contemptuously. But his steps came to a halt when Adrean suddenly came forward and made himself a shield.
“Murahan? Then what do you call yourself? Sleeping with another man before the wedding? Isn't that cheaper?”
Graciella. That's reason? A week before the wedding, Graceilla accidentally sleeps with a mysterious man when Adrean takes her to a masquerade party. That night, Graciella initially thinks that she is with Adrean. But suddenly he realized that the figure was not Adrean and it was too late. The man seized his chastity that night and left the newly awakened Graciella the next morning. Makes Graciella not know who that man is until now.
“If you think I'm cheap because of that, then why do you still agree to marry me?”
Adrean smiled cynically, stepping closer towards Graciella. Roughly clasping Graciella's jaw and raising her little face.
“Simple, I just want to make every day of your life a living hell! That's my goal to marry you.”