[Savina]
When Dante came into the room, I had an urge to push Alphonse away and beg for mercy.
The position was bad.
I was sitting on Alphonse’s lap with my arms coiled around his neck. My skirt was lifted, thighs showing, and Alphonse’s one hand was right on it.
His lips were close to mine, almost touching. Actually, he was quite stubborn, and it took me a while to seduce him. He was just about to kiss me when Kaige and Dante entered the room.
They didn’t even knock. There was no gentlemanly bone inside them. And just why Kaige was looking at me as if he wanted to kill me? I could understand if Dante was offended since I was still his ‘wife’. Kaige
[Dante]“I didn’t expect this from you, Alphonse,” Kaige spoked before Dante could say a word.Dante rolled his eyes, but he remained quiet. Something was stirring in his heart. Something that felt better after Savina got off Alphonse’s lap. That ‘something’ was both familiar and unfamiliar. He had experienced it once, but it had never stayed with him for long. Was it love? He didn’t bother to cling to the feeling, and he hoped that the strange feeling would leave him. But it was impossible.His curse was slowly lifting. His heart was thawing, and he was feeling. When did he start feeling for this strange woman? To be honest, he could still pretend until the end that he didn’t feel anything for Savina. At the same time, the for
[Dante]However, the tumultuous ache didn’t leave him.Noises seemed to have blurred in the background like a lost ray of light that was trailing down from the sky. Kaige was furiously yelling at Alphonse who was looking at his feet and sighing. Savina shrugged, avoiding his eyes.Dante saw guilt in her eyes. Although she had owed him nothing, she was still feeling guilty. He could read human’s emotions easily, especially when he wanted to focus. Right then, she was in his focus. The ache was annoying in his chest, an evidence that he was indeed in love with the crazy woman.It was better if he said nothing. Dante left the room. He didn’t want Savina to see any strange emotions in his eyes. A
[Interlude]I stop and glance at Harvey. Sitting in his office again, I have a tornado going inside my heart. Sensing that I have paused my narration, he raises his head and meets my eyes. I look away, recalling the moment when Dante had left the room that day.Why do I still feel bad?I am not Dante’s wife. I am not his lover. I am not his woman. I belong to myself. I am self sufficient. I do not deserve men like Dante, Alphonse, or Kaige.But there is still an ache in my chest that won’t go away.So I don’t understand why I still want to cling on to Dante. Is it similar to the time I had clung on Raymond?
It was a cliche story.It was those kinds of stories in which an average office worker transmigrated into a novel and saved herself from a bad fate.It was one of those kinds of cheap stories that I knew how it would end… but I couldn't stop myself from reading it.There was magic, action, drama, shitty ex-fiancees, and love triangles.It was a famous web novel. The story always ended on the cliffhanger. There were a lot of snu-snu moments. The male lead was so frustrating at times that I wished to go into the book and choke him. The female lead, who was so dense despite being from a modern world, made my blood boil at all times. Why couldn't she see the second male lead who was in puppy love with her? She should be with anyone else but that cold-hearted asshole male lead who kept forcing himself on her.So, I had a lot of reasons to hate the novel. Yet I couldn't stop myself from reading it. I was addicted to it. I knew that it was a poison
As soon as I finished reading the letter, it disintegrated into nothing but dust."..."
"You don't deserve two shits from me." I spat on his face. I hated this man already. I hated what was happening to me and the fact that I could be raped by these men at any moment.The Commander didn't bother to wipe the spit on his face. He roared at the soldiers, "What are you looking at? Take her to the camp. She's going to be a slave."
The moment I entered the camp, I felt a heavy pressure in the air.The camp was smaller than my room but bigger than my office cabin. A black curtain divided the room in half. There was a large red ochre table in the middle, and a map was spread out on the table. There were a few locations crossed out.
Why was I thinking of kinky stuff? Shit! When did I become a mindless female lead? I shook my head to exorcise the evil thoughts. I won't get tempted. Anyway, I would rather toss him around than getting tossed around by him.I was S. I was definitely an S.