This Love Killed Me (Dark Love)
I Want to Love You Forever

Freya gasped, she looked into Jordan's blue eyes fixedly. Trying to dive to the bottom there, and find the meaning behind his words.

"What do you mean?" freya asked, he could not find an answer from the net.

"I wish you could re-light your lighter. I know now that your light is out, and you're adrift in the dark" Jordan replied with a big smile.

"You're wrong Jordan, on my way, all I brought was a small candle, not a lighter. Now that the candle is out, there's no way to make it light up" Freya said. Laughter was heard at the end of his sentence.

"There's still a path unfolding, it's just that you don't realize it, Freya" Jordan replied still with a smile.

Freya shook her head, not a word came out of her mouth. He just stared at Jordan without a blink, as if asking for an explanation through a net gesture.

"If the candle dies, you can find a lighter to light it. Don't you want to do that, Freya?"

"How to do it. I was in the dark, there were no lighters around me. Do I have to go back to where I was, and repeat the journey from the beginning?" Freya asked back.

"You're wrong Freya." Jordan clasps Freya's fingers. "There's a lighter around you, not even far from where you stand. Aren't you aware of her whereabouts, Freya?" continued.

"A..what do you mean?"

"You're smart enough, you should understand what I mean" Jordan replied.

He stepped closer, and eroded the distance with Freya.

"Jordan, me, i___"

Not yet Freya continued her sentence, Jordan had already hugged her tightly.

"I want to be a lighter that can light your candles, Freya!" Jordan rubbed Freya's hair gently.

In Jordan's arms, Freya flinched in shock. He never imagined that Jordan would express his love for him. In the past, he had been expecting this. But now, things have changed. His heart and feelings have turned. The owner of love is now in a different realm.

"If you can't love me yet, at least let me make you happy. Accept my presence, and let love grow slowly in feeling" Jordan said slowly.

Then he let go of his embrace, and looked into Freya's eyes deeply.

"Jordan, is that really what you said? Don't you just love Lyana. Isn't your heart closed to any woman?" Nervously Freya returned Jordan's gaze.

"I don't love any woman, not because I love Lyana, but there are other reasons. I don't want to make the same mistake, I'm afraid I can't keep my woman for the second time. Freya, from the beginning I kept feelings for you. But I brushed it off, I don't want to put you in danger. But now, I'm re-fertilizing that feeling. I'm sure you're quite capable of standing by my side" Jordan said seriously.

"A.what!" Freya gasped in shock, even looking down. He opened his eyes while arranging his turbulent heart.

"I want to make you happy, with the love I have. Please give me a chance, Freya," Jordan said.

Then he grabbed Freya's chin, and forced the girl to look up.

Freya's heart beat faster, as Jordan's blue eyes dived deep into the bottom of her net.

"Alright, I'll give you a chance," Freya replied with a sweet smile that flashed on her lips.

"Thank you Freya." Jordan hugged Freya tightly. Letting the woman sink into his chest.

"I'm sorry, Freya," Jordan said.

***

Thousands of flickers of city lights shimmered down there, like a reflection of the starlight flashing in the vast sky. On top of the long chair, on the balcony of the room, two people were sitting together. Enjoy the occasional cold night breeze. Enjoy grain by grain of new grapes regardless of the stalk.

Tonight, Jordan and Freya decide to stay at the villa. Spending time together in love, forgetting a moment of cruel life.

For the umpteenth time, Jordan poured vodka into a glass. Sip it slowly up the toilet.

Freya watched Jordan's every move. His blue eyes look charming in the dimness of the night. The brownish hair looked harmonious with his pointed nose. Sensual lips are so reliable in sipping vodka, giving a special impression in Freya's mind.

Jordan is a beautiful picture, even at the beginning of the meeting Freya as if hypnotized by his good looks. But I don't know, it's still Calvin who fills all the space in the heart.

"Do I look good, Baby?" jordan Goda.

Freya flinched, her daydreams caved in instantly. He looked at Jordan smiling as he raised both eyebrows.

"Reran, why?"

"You like alcohol so much, is there no better drink than that?" ask Freya.

Jordan chuckled, then he shuffled and tightened his seat. His arms flexibly embrace Freya's shoulders, as if they were lovers who had long fostered love.

"If you mind, I'll stop" Jordan said without a burden.

"You're serious?" freya asked in disbelief.

"very seriously. Alcohol, cigarettes, which one don't you like? Just say!"

"If I choose a gun?" freya Goda.

"No problem. I'll withdraw from the mafia world .. with you," Jordan replied.

One answer that made Freya's cheeks blush.

"I don't want to back down" Freya said. Calvin's words alone he did not follow, let alone the words of Jordan. The gun was already part of his life, there was no way he would just leave it.

"Then you can't pick a gun, either" Jordan said.

"I have no problem with cigarettes or alcohol" Freya said.

"So you like all___"

"But there's one thing that's a problem" Freya said quickly, before Jordan finished his sentence.

"What's that?"

"You're acting,"

"A gesture?"

"Yes. Don't hug without excuse, we're not a couple." Freya let go of Jordan's embrace on her shoulder.

Not angry, but Jordan smiled. He did not incline away, but instead pulled Freya's body, and carried her in his arms.

Freya thrashed, but Jordan held her tighter.

"Why can't I do it?" Jordan lowered his head, and looked at Freya's face leaning against his chest.

"We're not a couple,"

"Then let's pair up,"

"No!"

"Why?"

"Now I can't. I don't love you" Freya said softly.

"But I love you, and this is my way of winning your heart" Jordan said with a sweet smile.

"But I feel uncomfortable." Freya closed her eyes. No longer want to look at the handsome face of Jordan, who was right above his face.

"Are you nervous, or embarrassed, or is your heart beating fast?" ask Jordan.

Freya was getting nervous, their distance was too close. Even the warm breath Jordan could feel on his face.

"No, I don't feel anything!" Freya tried hard to escape from Jordan's embrace.

But the man cut the distance between the two. And within seconds, the wet chewy thing touched his forehead gently.

"Just let that nervousness and shame continue to grow. Maybe that was the beginning of your love for me. I want to love you forever, Freya!" whispered Jordan.

Seriate...