One medium-sized pizza, I finished it alone before arriving at my destination. The journey only takes thirty minutes to a place like a hotel. A very luxurious place of detention if I were to be kidnapped. Someone greeted our arrival, he chatted with the driver and after that, this man turned to me, "Come on honey, come with me," he said, his body language was like a woman, but he was a man because I saw the bulge in the front of his trousers. I walked behind him. Following him, he entered a room filled with white dresses. Wait, what is this? "Um, may I ask, what clothes will I wear?" "Oh dear, you can take a shower first to freshen up because maybe the groom can't wait to say his vows of allegiance. Your gown are already available, you can wear whatever you want, choose whatever you like." Bride? I will marry, but who will be my husband? Meanwhile, Steve could not be contacted. Is he being held by the Anthony family and this is ... me and Pedro's wedding? Why did he go alone withou
"Now kiss your bride." The oath of allegiance has been spoken from our lips. I felt embarrassed when he started to remove the cloth covering my face. He is my husband. A high-ranking police officer is one of the important people in the police force whose identity is very secretive. My eyes didn't blink looking at him who was so handsome, his hands slowly cupped my face and he crushed my lips slowly and very carefully. His soft kiss made me drift away for a few seconds. The sound of applause from the guests present brought a festive impression to this closed wedding. I don't know what the concept was, because he only invited certain closest people and relatives. "I love you, don't be angry," he said softly with a smile after our kiss broke. I wasn't going to be mad at him but thousands of questions ran through my head. He introduced me to the top police officer along with his wife and friends who I saw with him in the photo. After that, the Anthony family hugged me one by one, they
Steve always hugged Leah possessively throughout the event. They couldn't leave the party before the guests attending the event left. The guests who came were close relatives so they spent a long time chatting with each other. There was no longer any feeling of awkwardness or anxiety in Leah's heart. She felt very loved by her new husband. Even though in reality they are still the same age, Steve is even older than Leah. but Leah still tried to think that Steve wasn't a little boy. So far, she has always been carried away by age when she was still Anthony's wife. When the dance music played, all the guests present looked for their respective partners. "Would you like to dance with me, my wife?" Steve knelt and kissed the back of Leah's hand tenderly. Seeing that everyone clapped for them. Leah blushed, smiled, nodded awkwardly. Her body resigned itself to being pulled by Steve until her chest was pressed against Steve's broad chest. Leah's hands were around Steve's long neck and Stev
"Look at her, a shameless bitch. She deliberately accused me of cheating, but she's the one who often makes love with random men. Look, look, she doesn't deserve my wealth!" My eyelids opened after I struggled hard. I don't know where I am. In a large room, I was in bed lying under a blanket with a man beside me. Yes God, this man raped me. "You cheap Azelea, cheater, traitor!" Anthony's voice echoed standing right in front of the bed at my feet and several people holding cameras captured my embarrassing appearance. How could he know I'm here? Yes, my friends set me up. Where are they, and why are they not here? "Go and quickly print the photo. I want this news to be published tomorrow morning," Anthony ordered all the men who had finished taking my photo. Now he turned to look at me with a look of disdain and disgust. "Your body is dirty Azalea, you are disgusting, you sleep with a man who you don't even know whether he is a good man or even a poor man who will make you even wors
I walked out of the cemetery area with a limp because my legs still felt too weak to move. In my mind... I was thinking... if that was my grave and my name was Azalea. My body started to feel cold, these raindrops hit the surface of my skin, and it was really painful. The white dress I was wearing was dirty and washed by heavy rainwater. I looked up to see the black cloudy sky getting darker, indicating that the rain was reluctant to stop. I walked while hugging my body with both hands, it felt cold and piercing. My eyes looked here and there between the big and wide trees, I didn't know where the straight road I was going would end. I hoped to find someone's hut or house nearby for shelter. I was shivering with cold because I couldn't walk anymore, my legs were too weak to walk and I fell on the road, unable to hold on any longer, until my eyes felt hard to open. ***The chirping of birds sounded sweet in my ears, a sweet and warm aroma greeted my sense of smell, and a warm and so
The man who helped me called someone who knew about what happened to me and about the grave near the lake. He asked the man to come and explain everything to me. "He's our grandson and lives in a big city quite far from here. Maybe he'll arrive in the evening, you'd better rest or watch television with us." "Thank you," I said and chose to rest in the room. My mind still couldn't calm down, and pieces of memory little by little appeared in my mind. It's not very clear, it makes my head hurt like it's being stabbed by dozens of needles. Then Maria, the old woman's name, came into the room and brought me a piece of cake. She told me a little story to cheer me up. "Don't worry dear, we will help you recover your memory," her words were an encouragement to me. She was someone I had just met but was friendly and warm to me. It didn't feel like there were only a few moments left to wait, because the sky had already darkened and night would soon arrive. A few minutes later, there was a k
"You don't want to tell me what this place is?" I asked."Milan Cathedral.""You want to come here for penance?""I want to remarry you, Leah."***Milan, ItalyEl Salvador has the same high temperament as his parents. The bad traits they transmit are ingrained in their children. He often spends money on extravagances with his girlfriend.Steve said, today El, will have a pre-wedding in front of the Duomo Cathedral. This place is a historical place for me. Remembering the sweet story of a cradle from the mouth of a loser, as well as the bitter story of the prediction, it proved to be more than I thought. As for your son Anthony, I will give him a little chaos, so that he will think again about marrying that girl. Do you and he have the same character, easily deceived? My feet ran fast from the edge of this magnificent building, two men were chasing me from behind. I tripped, fell, and screamed, "Help, aa!" A handsome young man, his body was big and dashing like his father's. The co
"Shh," I winced and he blew again and stroked the side of the wound. "It may sting but this is effective for wounds," he explained. "Thank you, sir, you are very kind." "What's your name?" he asked, I lowered my head and muttered, "Edel, my name is Edelweiss." He pulled my chin up again. "Nice name Edel, you want to take a shower, I'll buy you new clothes. Take a shower and clean in you," he said with a smile full of tenderness. He stood up and walked towards the door. I know exactly, behind that gentleness there must be an evil side embedded in his body, the blood of a traitor. After he left I looked at the whole place. Many active CCTVs highlight the behavior of the residents inside. I walked to look for the bathroom, maybe my actions were being monitored by him. Let's just say I was in a stranger's place so I looked confused. After monitoring and misplacing it many times. I found a public bathroom near the pantry. When I opened the door, the atmosphere was pleasant. There