This Love Killed Me (Dark Love)
Jordan Injured

Freya stopped her car suddenly, until the sound of a very loud brake whistle. Freya glared sharply at the sight of the huge explosion before her eyes.

Is that a bomb? Then where's Jordan? inner Freya at that time.

With her heart beating so fast, she looked at her phone, and checked back on the address Jordan had sent her.

And it turned out that he was not wrong, he had already arrived at the location. Freya tries to contact Jordan, but can't. The number is inactive. Where's Jordan?

Then with a quick step Freya got out of her car. He has to find Jordan.

Freya ran closer to the villa that only remained debris, the smoke that was still thick made her view less sharp.

As he searches for traces of Jordan's whereabouts, he suddenly crosses paths with a man. He wore a black robe, and a mask that covered half of his face. All Freya could see was her black eyes, and her black hair. Is he Mr.X?

Freya stared intently at the man's eyes, it seemed like she had seen this kind of eye, but where was it?

Fortunately, Freya did not show herself at the time. He wears a mask, and also a black robe. Freya also wears eye lenses, and wigs. Until people saw her blue-eyed, brown-haired.

"Who are you?" asked the man with a sharp look.

"It looks like he is indeed Mr.X, what should I do. I should shoot him right now. But no, I mustn't be rash, killing him won't be that easy. I have to devise a plan." Freya's inner self in her heart.

"Am I dealing with Mr.X?" freya asked back.

"You already know about me" replied Mr. X.

"I'm interested in your business" Freya said.

"But I'm not interested in working with you" replied Mr.X sternly.

"Why? You don't even know how much profit you're going to get" Freya said withstanding her frustration.

Damn, he was very careful in taking action.

"Because I don't know who you are. Besides, I have a lot of money, why work with people I can not necessarily trust." replied Mr.X.

"Very arrogant. Really sucks. He's very good at provoking my emotions." Freya grumbled in her heart.

"My name is Atana, you can call me Ata, or Ana. If you're not interested, I'm not forcing you either, I'll find another partner to work with me." said Freya.

Mr.X stepped up to Freya, "Who are you really?" he asked while looking at Freya more sharply.

"I told you my name was Atana" replied Freya.

"Who do you work for?" Mr. X asked again.

"I work for myself." replied Freya as she retreated, as Mr. X approached her.

"What are you here for?" ask Mr.X.

"I'm interested in your business, I want to meet you, and invite you to cooperate. But it turns out I was wrong. Apparently you didn't come here to do business" Freya said as she looked to the side, staring at the villa that was in the rubble. Freya tried as quietly as possible.

Mr. X must not know if he is afraid.

"Where do you know if I'm here?" ask Mr.X again.

"You've asked too many questions, you've turned down my offer, so yeah, we don't have any more business" Freya said.

"You're so arrogant. Now tell me, who do you work for? I've never heard your name, I'm sure you're not standing alone." said Mr. X in a high tone.

"There will come a time when you will hear my name" Freya said as she walked away.

Freya stepped towards her car, and began to drive away from the place. He drives at high speed, he doesn't have much time.

Arriving at the crossroad, Freya turned her car, and looked for another road leading to the villa. He has to find Jordan, hopefully Mr.X is gone.

Freya parked her car quite far from the Villa. Then he walked around while remaining alert. As he was stepping behind the trees, there was suddenly a light from the front.

It turned out that the light was coming from Mr.X's car which had just been turned on. Freya breathed a sigh of relief, good if she was gone.

After the car drove away, Freya ran towards the rubble of the villa. He's looking for Jordan around there.

"You have to survive Jordan, you can't do any harm." Freya muttered, her heart beating fast, she thought of the bad possibilities about Jordan.

It's been almost two hours, Freya's been looking for Jordan, but Freya hasn't found him. His eyes begin to glaze over, Jordan is everything to Freya, he no longer wants to lose the precious person in his life.

Freya sits languidly under a tree, almost desperately searching for Jordan. Where exactly he was, contacted could not be, searched also does not exist. Freya began to shed her tears, breaking her heart once.

"If only I could have come sooner, maybe I could have saved Jordan." Freya muttered in tears.

Before long Freya suddenly heard footsteps from behind. Freya got up from her seat, she turned to look for the source of the voice. It appeared that someone was walking in limp while holding his chest.

Freya knew exactly who that figure was, he was Jordan. Spontaneous Freya immediately ran up to him. But Freya had not been there, suddenly Jordan had fallen, and fell on the ground.

"Jordan!" call Freya while approaching Jordan.

"Jordan! Wake Jordan! Jordan!" freya shouted while shaking Jordan's body, but Jordan remained silent. His body did not move at all.

"Jordan!" Freya shouted back, but still, there was no response from Jordan.

There is no other way, Freya immediately lifted Jordan's body, although very heavy, but Freya still tried to take him to the car. Jordan's safety is paramount at the moment.

Gasping for breath, Freya took Jordan's body to the car. Freya laid Jordan's body on the back bench. Then he drove his car at a very high speed.

Almost an hour away, Freya finally got home. David, and Leon, who had been contacted earlier, ran over to Freya's car.

And they quickly brought Jordan's body into the treatment room.

Freya follows them, she sees David, and Leon begins to check on Jordan, and provides help.

Jordan's body was full of wounds, his head, his hands, his chest, as well as his legs, all wounded, and covered in blood. What the hell happened to him?

Freya was no longer able to hold back her tears, when she saw Jordan's body remained silent, even though Leon had paired some tools on her.

Freya closed her face, it was heartless to see Jordan's current state, her chest was bare, and there were so many slangs attached there. Also oxygen, and other aids, which Freya did not know what her name was. Then Freya sat on the couch, outside the room. He could no longer see Jordan suffering so much.

Although he did not see her again, Freya could not stop crying. Jordan's body was scarred, and the bruise couldn't disappear from his mind.

About half an hour later, David came out of the room, and approached Freya. Freya immediately stood up, and looked at him.

"How's Jordan doing?" asked Freya impatiently.

"Sorry Freya..." David hung up his words.

Degggggs....

Freya's body squeezed instantly, no, this was impossible.

Seriate........