This Love Killed Me (Dark Love)
Tear down your arrogance

The roar of the wind that blows here and there, not a second to distract Jordan. The blue man remained glued with a blank look. Both of his hands rested on the balcony trellis, I don't know how long he had been in such a position. Both of his legs were sore and painful, but Jordan did not care.

Let alone others, he himself did not understand too much about what happened. He was very disappointed and almost lost control, when Freya denied his words. He really hopes that what came last night was Freya.

So why is he so hopeful?

Many times Jordan threw the question to his heart, but until the seconds of time passed, he found no answer at all.

Could it be because last night he saw Freya praying?

I don't know, obviously he's in a mess right now, and it's all because of him.

"Argghhh shit! Damnit damnit! Shit!" furious Jordan. He clenched his hands and beat up the balcony trellis. Too emotional to face his increasingly uncontrollable feelings.

After managing to control his emotions, Jordan returned to the room. He grabbed a towel, and went into the bathroom. He hoped that his indistinct burden would flow with the cold of the water.

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Time passed so quickly, it did not feel like two weeks Freya lived one roof with Jordan. The woman was still locked in the room, not once was she allowed to go out. Only a servant serves all his needs.

Two days after living there, Jordan took his cell phone. However, there was no resistance at all from Freya. It was as if the woman had completely resigned herself and given up on Jordan. This is what makes Jordan curious. Surrendering and admitting defeat, is not Freya's nature. Is it because he repented? Or is he hiding something?

Tonight, Jordan was sitting in a chair, in his room. For the umpteenth time, he drowned in Freya's cell phone. But again nil, Jordan did not get any information from there. The contents of the phone are just about work, nothing about privacy.

"Damn, long ago I felt played. I need to talk to him!" Jordan put the phone down violently, and got up from his seat.

He was preparing to meet a woman who lately often disturbed his sleep.

At the same time, in a different place. Freya sat on the sofa while enjoying the apple slices. There was not a hint of sadness on his face. He looked cheerful, as if he was enjoying his imprisoned life.

Not long after, his calm was disturbed by the sound of the door creaking. Freya just put on a thin smile. Without even looking, he was sure that came definitely Jordan. The waiter never went into his room after delivering dinner.

Freya still remained in her original position, although the smell of mint increasingly out approached her. The tail of his eyes only glanced at a glance, and became the figure of a well-built man, in a casual trousers and collarless sweatshirt.

"I want to talk!" jordan said firmly. Then he landed his body roughly on the sofa, next to Freya.

"Speak it," replied Freya on the sidelines.

Inwardly, Jordan growled in annoyance. He is very unhappy with Freya's attitude that seems to not care about him.

"Stop!" Jordan blocks Freya's hand from picking up apple slices.

"This is the food Aunt brought me, isn't it for me?" asked Freya with a plain expression.

"I want to talk, Freya. So stop eating, and listen to me!" snapped Freya.

"My teeth are still working fine, even though my mouth is chewing food" Freya said.

"I want you to appreciate me!" snapped Jordan with higher intonation.

Freya sighed, "alright, then I will change my sitting position. Now talk, I've been staring at your face!" Freya sat facing Jordan and looked at her face fixedly.

Jordan gasps. His feelings returned to nothing, when his eyes collided with a pair of clear black beads, but also full of confusion. A pair of eyes that seemed to drag him to dive to the bottom there. Seek truth from the heart of the owner.

"Say wants to talk" said Freya after a moment of silence.

"What are you really doing?" jordan asked, turning his back to Freya.

"I didn't do anything. I just eat, shower, and sleep here. I can't do anything else, not even take care of work or self-care, you don't give me a chance" Freya replied.

"But you did something, Freya!" snapped Jordan. "I know exactly what you are. You're not just gonna give up, you're gonna have to devise a plan beyond my control." Jordan turned around, and looked at Freya who was still sitting quietly.

"What do you mean?"

"You didn't fight back at all, even as if you were enjoying your present life. You must have a plan, don't you, Freya! Tell me, or I'll kill you right now!" furious Jordan.

"Jordan___"

"Your company is running smoothly, there are no obstacles at all, even though you have been absent for two weeks. You must have a network to control them, right?

And ... on this face, I see absolutely no look of sadness. That must be because you've been thinking about winning, right?" Jordan grabs Freya's chin and raises it.

Freya let go of Jordan's hand slowly. Then he got up from his seat, and stood right in front of Jordan.

"What a fading confidence in you, Jordan. You locked me in here, you locked the exit and the balcony door.

And even this room is also designed so tight, there is no signal or network that reaches here. What do you think I can do?" bright Freya.

"If you want to know why my business is still running smoothly, it's because I only recruit people who can be trusted. They'll take care of the job well, even if I'm not there.

And for the sadness .. I know how you feel. You must have lost so much, that's why I kept quiet, I tried to understand your predicament, Jordan," Freya continued.

"So you're really enjoying your life here?" Jordan clasped Freya's waist tightly, so there was no longer any distance between the two.

"Enjoy it or not, which I obviously still accept. I know, what I'm going through right now, isn't worth what you've been through. I'm trying to make amends to you .. and also to Alex" Freya said calmly.

"It's good that you accept, and you realize your mistake. To make up for all that, give up your body and give birth to my son!" Jordan said it right in Freya's face. Within such a close distance, Freya could feel the warm breath of Jordan sweeping across her skin.

"I don't know what you're up to, but I know how to tie you up. I don't know what the reason is, which is obvious I really don't want to lose you" Jordan said.

"If that's what you want, I won't fight back. Just do it, Jordan." Freya smiled sweetly while draping her hands around Jordan's neck.

Seeing a smile, feeling a touch, and also listening to his words, made Jordan unable to control himself. His desire is getting hooked. All over the body is caused by heat that makes his sense increasingly dysfunctional.

Jordan grabbed Freya by the nape and brought her face closer. Without warning, he immediately put his lips together. Playing a rannum pus object that is able to divert his hatred.

However, not long ago Jordan sipped the sweet taste of Freya. Suddenly his sight began to blur. Spontaneous alone a sense of dizziness attacks the head without permission. For a few seconds, Jordan was still able to hold on. He closed his eyes without releasing Freya's body. But that didn't last long. Not even a minute clockwise, Jordan had dropped his body in Freya's arms.

Freya smiled. Then he grabbed Jordan's body, and laid him on the bed. Freya sat down next to him, looking at Jordan's tightly shut eyes.

"I'll definitely give it to you, Jordan. But later, after me and you are united in halal ties. I'll make you love me, I won't waste Alex's sacrifice. You may take my life, but don't complain if I take your heart. I'm sure, someday I'll be able to break down your arrogance. I'm waiting for the moment you expect me to come back, Jordan. When that comes, I will bring you into goodness. We get closer together to God, and live a normal human life" Freya said.

"I promised you I'd forgive you if you made it through death. I don't know what you have, why it's so reliable that I always remember you. Five years we haven't met, but I can't open the door to another man at all. You're such a bitch, Jordan!" Freya covered Jordan's body with a thick blanket, then stepped away towards the door.

Freya took something out of her pants pocket, "Delay in your sleep, Jordan. I just want to see Kamila, I'll be back before dawn."

Seriate...