Chapter 11: Chapter 11

She completely lost her temper. This is the person who murdered her father!!! 'However, didn't Cuhen kidnap her father?' God! It's driving her insane. Her eyes were welling up with tears, and she was going insane. Why did it do such a heinous thing?! Why did the person she most trusts do it to her?

"Ellah!" He was taken aback by her presence and could not avoid the slap she had inflicted on him.

“Why?! Why did you murdered my father? Why? Kleve, answer back! Please respond! " She screamed angrily. What he did to her and her father was completely evil.

"Stop it, Ellah," Kleve said, grabbing her arm and forcing her to relax. "I'll explain, but please remain calm."

"How would I do it! You murdered my father, and I will never forgive you—" She couldn't say anything else because her body was weak. Kleve gave her a shot in the neck.

"I'm sorry, baby," he says, "but it's the right thing to do. After an hour, you'll be awake. ”

She tried but couldn't open her eyes. The darkness gradually drew her to sleep.

"HEY, man, when my girlfriend leaves me, I'll kill you," Azael, who is now with Cuhen, said indefinitely.

"You don't have a girlfriend, so shut up!" Cuhen said flatly, not looking back.

They secretly investigate every aspect of the area so that they will not be hesitant to launch an attack. He was carrying only two silencer guns and had no intention of killing anyone he did not intend to kill. He didn't care that arm men nearly filled the entire island.

Herrence interjected, "It's too much for me to kill."

"It's too much for me to kill you," he said, looking at the guards, "You're the reason Ellah left me."

Herrence simply smiled. "Is it really me?"

"Tell us what your plan is," Farhistt said.

"The target is mine. The rest is up to you. ”

They were simple to eliminate, but he needed a few minutes. In a few minutes, he'll be able to kill the man who started it all and reclaim Ellah. He is the sole owner of the woman, and no one else has the right to claim her.

Suddenly, he felt the tightness of his pants. Fuck! For Pete's sake, he's having a boner here. He removed the woman from the system and waited a few moments...

"Where is he?" When he arrived at the mansion, he asked Farhistt. Farhistt is one of his former army colleagues who is now a business partner. He is the brother of the woman he was supposed to marry.

"In the guest room. Wait, I'll bring him to you."

He sat on the expensive sofa, drew out a cigarette, and lit it. There was no expression on his face. He smokes a cigarette as he waits for Farhistt to bring old Don Hernandez in front of him.

"Good day, Don Hernandez," he said to the old man.

Don Hernandez, the man in front of him, was not sleeping well and was dressed in a crumpled business coat.

"What does this mean, Mr. Malcogn?" He said angrily and no longer bothered to sit."

He quickly pressed the cigarette into the ashtray on the side table and stood up. Still, no emotion could be seen on his face.

"Hmm?"

"I'm not playing games with you!" he exclaimed angrily.

"And so am I," he said as he stared at the old man. "You killed my mother and my pregnant soon-to-be wife," he snatched the gun from his waist and angrily pointed it at Don Hernandez.

Instead of being shocked and terrified by the anger he witnessed, he simply shook his head and sat weakly on the single sofa. Suddenly, the anger on his face faded, and he looked sad and empty.

"I was the one you mistakenly killed them," he sighed, "how can I say I didn't kill your mother and fiancee?"

Lies!

He still hasn't lowered the high-class gun that focus on it. With just a few wrong words, its brain will scatter on the floor.

"Would you like to say anything else, Don Hernandez?"

"My daughter's happiness..."

"Your daughter is on my island. I kidnapped her."

He stood up, surprised, but sighed and shook for a few moments and sat down. "My daughter Ellah will be safer in your hands, Mr. Malcogn; I thought Mr. Vergan's staff kidnapped—"

"The fiancé of your daughter," he interrupted. He locked his gaze on the old man's face. He notices him telling the truth. He lowered the gun and sat on the sofa.

"My daughter and Kleve will marry in two months. She's my one and only daughter, as well as my prized possession. Her happiness is my happiness," he sighed, pausing. "However, I'm terrified of telling my daughter that the man she loves is a murderer."

Cuhen adjusted his seat in response to what he said. He's reading the old man's expression. It's not lying. It appears that fate is playing tricks on him. Is his investigation flawed? Something was wrong, and he knew what it was.

"Please don't give Kleve my Ellah. My daughter's safety is my top priority."

He clenched his fist and averted his gaze. He recalled how ungentle he had been by taking her every day. He was annoyed with himself at the time he claimed her and he was angry.

"The day before the incident, Kleve and I discussed taking over my company. I'm old, and when my daughter and Kleve marry, he'll be in charge as well, because office life isn't my daughter's style. Then I heard Mr. Vergan on his cellphone talking someone. I was skeptical. I didn't think twice about following him because I saw your mother and fiancée sitting on the floor. Bound and blindfolded to—"

"Enough!" he yelled angrily, leaping to his feet and hurling the ashtray against the wall. It was devastating. Farhistt, on the other hand, stood at a distance and looked at them calmly.

At the same time, his tears fall, and he plans to murder the man who did this Fuck! This is ridiculous! He couldn't hear what old Don Hernandez was saying because he was in excruciating pain.

"I'd like to tell you everything I know, but I'm worried about my daughter Ellah."

“Fuck! How come you didn't tell me?" He grabbed his coat's collar and strained to match him. What the hell?!

Farhistt quickly intervened to stop him from hurting the old man. "Cuhen, let him finish."

He let it go angrily. "Give the details to Farhistt and send it right to me, dude," he said angrily as he stormed out of the mansion, engulfed in rage and disgust.

ELLAH awoke to the sensation of someone caressing her cheek. Her eyes widened as she saw the man who had murdered her father for the first time. She sprang to her feet, but before she could slap him, he grabbed her wrist and yanked her onto the bed.

"How come, Kleve? Why did you murder my father? I thought you were the man I should have put my trust in, but it appears that I made a mistake with the person I was with!" She had had enough of crying and didn't want to cry any longer. She was sick of crying all the time and didn't have the energy to stop.

He is deafeningly silent. It just stared at her, and she sensed fear while looking in his eyes now. "You have no idea how I keep from claiming you. I told myself, I'm not going to show you who I really am when you're with me so every time we're together, I endure just kissing you and stealing a caress on every part of your body when you're sleeping. I kiss your two breasts and place my finger in your womanhood, but when you moan, you say a different name, which causes me to stop. Bullshit!”

Kleve's words made her body shiver. She was suddenly resentful of what it had done to her. It's a demon, too! The two are diametrically opposed! She wanted to flee, but she couldn't because it was coursing through her body.

"How dare you!" she yelled angrily.

"But now, baby, I'm going to claim you whether you like it or not. I can't wait until we get married. You'll always be mine. I don't care if that jerk stole your virginity! You're only mine and mine."

"No, please!" she scream as he began kissing her on the neck.

Because of his weight, whatever she pushes and loses makes no sense. It was as if she were transported back in time to when Cuhen had done the same to her. Her eyes welled up with tears, and she begged him to let her go. Kleve, on the other hand, gripped her both hands tightly as one of its hands began to touch both of her breasts.

She was enraged. She had the urge to vomit. Yes, she used to fantasize about having a Kleve Vergan, and she had already decided that she would devote everything to him. But why is she now so disgusted? She couldn't stand up to what he did.

Until she felt it rip the clothes off her body. When her two breasts were exposed, she yelled even louder. He smiled and quickly worshiped her two breasts.

"Please, Kleve! Don't do it!" Her screaming had nearly exhausted her voice.

Kleve sucked and squeezed her breast, but instead of pleasure, she felt disgusted. Cuhen came to mind. She hope the man can help her! Her cries and pleadings to the Kleve became more audible.

“Cuhennnn! Cuhen, please help me! Cuhennnnn! Please help me!"