The Romance of Sagara Dea
Romance Sagara Dea 22

That beautiful night with a sprinkling of stars in the sky did not seem to be a night that could make the heart of a young lord of Sagara calm.

The man threw his body over his wide bed. Black shades become his trademark with spacious rooms and slabs without any small narrow rooms.

He lay down while breathing. Staring up at the translucent ceiling directly into the outer ceiling.

Look at the stars and moon that shine beautifully tonight. He scratched his head which hurt. The burden was getting heavier and the loneliness was getting bigger.

Just lie down with a blank look, staring outwards to calm his mind. All he knew was to work and work like a robot until his body collapsed on its own as it had already reached the limit of tolerance.

"It's exhausting!" Mumbled slowly.

He sighed, today he had done a great job, and what he wanted to see had he obtained.

Sagara wants to see a sad face on his father's face, which has always been his obsession. He wanted to torture them with everything he did.

And today, his resolute actions not only managed to make Lord Maureer grieve but managed to anger his two brothers. But what he wanted to see never satisfied his empty, frozen heart.

After doing a vile thing, he realized that he was not satisfied. It felt like there was always less, the more he tried to torture others, the more he tried to fulfill his obsession with the misery of others, the more empty and deep his heart wound.

Treasures, thrones even Successes, none of which quench his thirst.

Sagara immediately stood up, he could not sleep in the apartment. His head was dizzy, he had to return to his residence to calm down.

The man walked out, grabbed his car keys and left after giving a message to Lin who was already resting in another room in the apartment.

Sagara's steps seem firm, he's a very charismatic person. But every day always appear like being in a funeral. All of the items he had only had one color which was black. Even if there are other colors, he will choose the darkest color.

The man was driving his own car. The night was so late, he was driving with an empty mind towards his residence, a place that was more comfortable compared to his apartment.

The man looked straight ahead, carrying his car quietly without realizing that he had been followed by two cars from behind.

Sagara continues to go, the streets are quiet because it is time for humans to sleep. Until suddenly he realized that the two cars had been surrounded on each side.

"You want what they are!? Troublesome!" Angry Sagara while glancing at the two cars.

They chased each other in the middle of a deserted highway. It is unexpected that people who follow him are also great at driving.

" Stop you bastard!!" Shouted the man from the car on the right.

" Stop or I'll shoot!!" Strangled the man in the left car while pointing a gun at him.

Sagara drives his car fast. But he realized he couldn't avoid those fools.

"Who sent this rotten rat!? Did they ask to be destroyed!?" Agitated Sagara while directing both cars to a large field on the side of the road.

They stopped there. It turns out that following him are four men of great stature, seemingly those thugs who are paid to exterminate or perhaps warn Sagara of any action he takes.

Sagara has offended many parties, until his life is threatened many times.

"Sad..rotten rats!" sgara cursed while holding a small dagger in his hand.

The men drew closer to Sagara's car with a frenzied look.

Brak!! Brak! Brak!!

The man's car in the gedor from the outside, looks they surround and try to open the Sagara car.

Sagara's face turned very scary. He glanced at them while stretching his neck muscles.

Brakk!!

He opened the door of his car violently and kicked one of his victims with his foot until the man bounced and fell on the rough rocky ground.

"Arkhh bastard, die you!!!" Screeched them.

The man fought calmly. The six thugs attacked him simultaneously, of course Sagara was overwhelmed by being outnumbered.

But don't call him a monster if you can't face a rat like them.

Sagara pulls their heads one by one and topples them with his own hands. The man beat the six men to death with his strength already running out.

Bugh... Bagh's... Bugh... Baghh

Punch after punch, Sagara was also heavily injured, he was tired but faced with something trivial like this.

"Who told you bastards!!" Shouted the man while smashing the head of one thug with another.

"Well... Huh.... Huh... You're.. KA. You must die!! You must die motherfucker!!" Bump the thug while lifting the pointy wood and swinging it towards Sagara.

" Find this! Erkhhhh!!!"

Brak!!!

Sagara was struck with the spiky wood, but he held it with his hand until the skin of his hand was torn.

"Akhc... Goddamnit!!'

Immediately the man jumped up and pierced a vital point on the thug's neck until blood was sticking out.

" Dead you savage!" Sagara Umpat.

They were pushed back, but his body was also heavily injured.

"Swash, get away!!" The thugs ran towards their car. Successfully getting Sagara hurt is their mission.

The man sat on the ground with breath. From his arm he gushed fresh blood, the wound was so deep, he broke into a sweat from the deep wound.

Inevitably, he left there without being able to contact Lin as his phone was crushed under a stampede.

Sagara was carrying his car in an injured state. The situation was very serious, his face was already deathly pale as his blood continued to seep out.

He drove so fast that he arrived at his residence, the Tulip Mansion.

Sagara entered his residence. No one dared to approach the man, the guards stood with frightened faces upon seeing their master arrive.

Sagara staggered, holding back the pain in his hand he walked until he did not notice his steps.

A cold wind pierced his wound, making his pain even more pronounced. He dragged his feet, walking towards his ward with no hope of anything.

In the Mansion, there will be no one who wants to be close to him, this is also his word, so that everyone who lives in the mansion acts like a ghost, as if he did not see Sagara there.

Bruk!!

The man bumped into someone, his eyes could not see clearly, he was very weak at the moment.

His blood continued to pour out, the voice of the man was not clearly heard in his ears. It hurts so much, it hurts even more than usual.

He looked at the person with faint eyes, the sweet scent of that person made him mutter until he fainted unconscious.

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