[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.
What should I do?Many thoughts raced through my mind. I was not an Olympic runner. There is no way that I could escape this valley of the dead without having them witness me. I didn't have any special cloak either that would help me turn invisible. Damn! Why didn't I transmigrate into that wizard novel? Why did it have to be this trashy novel?
The soldier inched closer to me hesitantly. I could sense that he was extremely reluctant. Just when he grabbed my soldier, I held my breath. It was a matter of death and life.He turned me on my back and placed his finger under my nose briefly. Then, he pulled away. My body was already cold and he was damned scared.