This Love Killed Me (Dark Love)
Revealed

In the dark of the night, Calvin gets out of the car. Behind his robe of greatness, he stared at the empty house standing right before him. Calvin gave a sly smile, then he swung his foot towards the door.

Calvin opened the door wide, and a stuffy scent began to crack out in his nose. Calvin did not care, he continued to step in search of the person who aroused his anger.

After a few seconds, Calvin arrived in the living room. His eyes immediately fell on a woman sitting in a chair. One leg was raised, and both hands were folded.

The woman's blue eyes were looking at her sharply. Like trying to knock him out through the net. And this made Calvin's anger even more burning.

"You dare to ask me to play, Atana! Tonight, don't expect your life to still be fused with your body!" calvin said firmly. His gaze implied an extremely frightening murderous aura.

"I want to invite you to cooperate. Sit down and we'll talk about it!"

"No, I don't believe in a cunning woman like you! Tonight, I'll take you to the afterlife!" furious Calvin.

"You won't be able to do that, because I'll take your life first!"

"Is that so? I suggest not to be overconfident, because that will hasten your death!" calvin said as he swung his leg.

"Don't come any closer!"

"Why are you getting scared?" sneer at Calvin as he moves closer.

"Stop there, I said stop!"

"Well, I'll stop!" clavin replied, "because my bullet is capable enough to cover this distance" he said, pointing the gun forward.

The woman in front of him was motionless, but the look in her eyes implied an extremely intense fear. He continued to close his body on the chair, hoping that the man before him would still have a sense of pity.

"I don't know what your purpose is to invite me! But I came with a purpose. Go to hell, Atana!" calvin shouted with a growing anger, along with the sound of a gun explosion that broke the silence of the night.

"Your brain is not worth your strength! You are easily caught in my trap!" said Freya while sighing in relief.

"My mission is over. After this, I will live peacefully with Calvin. I will pursue happiness with love, not ambition." Inner Freya.

Mr.X is out in front of Freya. He thought the woman there was Atana. In fact, he was his men. Freya purposely tells him to go undercover, so that he has a chance to kill Mr. X.

Freya comes in when Mr. X is going to kill the woman. And Freya shot him in the back, before Mr. X could pull the trigger.

Calvin groaned in pain, the hot lead lodged in his back leaving an excruciating pain. Calvin bit his lip, he realized the bullet that hurt him was a poisonous bullet.

Calvin glanced at the woman in front of him, he ran away from the room. Now Calvin knows he's not Atana. He has entered into a trap.

Freya walked up to Calvin, and crouched down right in front of him. Calvin looked at her with emotion, trying to hold back the tightness in his chest.

"For Freya's sake I must endure, I must be able to protect her from harm," Calvin's inner self as he gathered the remnants of his strength.

"I will enjoy your tormented face, without being hindered by the mask," Freya said, raising her hand, about to remove Mr. X's mask.

"I won't be seen by you!" calvin snapped while brusquely brushing Freya's hand.

Freya gasped in shock when she got a sudden fight. His body staggered backwards, and Calvin seized this opportunity. Calvin rose up in limp. Then he put his gun away, and prepared to shoot Freya in the chest.

But Calvin lost quickly, before he managed to shoot, Freya first kicked his hand. Calvin's gun bounced far away, and the owner also fell. Freya provides greater levels of toxins, so the impact is much stronger.

Calvin groaned while holding his chest. The pain and pain are getting more excruciating. Let alone to get up, to breathe even he felt difficulty.

"You can no longer cover your identity, Mr.X!" freya said as she crouched down next to Calvin, and in a quick motion she pulled her mask.

Freya's body froze instantly, that very second her heart seemed to stop beating. He was very surprised to see the face of Mr. X, who was none other than Calvin.

"Calvin, Calvin! Why is this you, Calvin!" freya shouted as she grabbed Calvin's head, and leaned on his lap. Tears of divorce drenched her cheeks.

"Why are you surprised, and why are you crying?" calvin asked with a breath.

Actually he was also curious, why Atana's eyeballs turned black, not blue as usual. And seeing the shady eyes that shed tears, Calvin felt familiar with the figure of Atana.

Tonight, Freya doesn't have time to wear eye lenses. Preparing the weapon alone had taken quite a long time.

"Calvin I'm sorry. I think Mr.X is Andrew, not you! Calvin, tell me this is all a dream!" freya said on the sidelines of her cry. He pulled a mask that covered part of his face.

"Freya, is that you?" calvin said as he raised his hand, and rubbed Freya's cheek. "It's not a dream, Mr.X it's me, I'm sorry for being dishonest from the start, honey!" keep Calvin.

"Don't apologize, I was wrong, I wasn't honest about who I was. Calvin hold on, I have the antidote at headquarters! Please hold on for a moment!" freya said as she raised Calvin's head.

"No Freya!" calvin said, holding Freya's hand. "I can't stand it anymore, promise to always be okay!" keep Calvin.

"No, you have to hold on. You promised you'd always take care of me, you got to keep Calvin alive!" Freya. Ignoring Calvin's rejection, he lifted the man's body and took him out.

In the courtyard of the house, Calvin's men confronted him. They demand accountability for their actions. But Freya ignored them, leaving everything to her subordinates.

Freya continued to run towards the car, still carrying Calvin in her cradle.

"Hurry and drive the car, and get to headquarters!" freya shouted at one of the subordinates in charge of being a driver.

Freya laid Calvin on the back bench. Then he sat there, too, leaning Calvin's head on his lap. In the next second, the car sped through the cold of the night.

"Calvin, hold on Calvin! Soon we will arrive at headquarters" said Freya as she cupped Calvin's cheeks grew pale.

"Even if I can't survive, I'm willing to Freya. To die in your hands is better than to live but to see you in danger. At least now that I'm calm, you're strong enough to protect yourself. Freya, I can't see you getting hurt" Calvin said, clutching Freya's fingers. His voice stammered, yet a wide smile was etched on his lips

Freya cried even more, Calvin's hands felt cold when he touched her skin. The man who usually came with a million warmth, was now on the verge of death, because of him.

"Don't say no, Calvin. You have to survive, you have to heal. You promised to always take care of me and love me, you also invited me to live together. Calvin, you must keep your word!" freya said hysterically. Hearing every sentence that was spoken from Calvin's mouth, his heart was sliced.

Calvin let go of his grasp, then he reached into the pocket of his robe and took something from inside. Then Calvin grabs Freya's hand, and hands her a key.

"This is my house key. In the drawer, in the room, there's a ring I bought to propose to you. Freya, if I can't survive. Take the ring, and put it on! Promise me not to take it off, Freya!" calvin said with a smile. Nevertheless, his breathing grew even more breathless.

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