Chapter 15: Chapter 15

Her eyes narrowed as she stared at Azael, "What's the matter with you, and all you did was laugh?" she retorted angrily.

"Oh my God, Ellah! The slap you gave him hurts a lot. You have no idea how happy I was when you slapped my idiotic friend Cuhen. Damn that cretin! I wouldn't be surprised if my cousin's next target is me. ”

"Are you cousins?" she inquired, as if she were a fool.

He gave her a nod and opened the car door for her. "It's just not obvious because I'm more attractive and handsome."

He said something that made her roll her eyes. Cuhen is more eye - catching to her. She was about to walk inside when a speeding car came to a stop right next to her. She would have almost panicked if she hadn't recognized the disembarking driver right away.

Cuhen! The devil has returned.

He snatched her arm and dragged her into his car. In shock, she was unable to yell in protest. He slammed the car door shut and then gave Azael a dirty sign, who shrugged and laughed.

"Place your seatbelt on right now!" When the car engine started, he made a loud voice.

She didn't move an inch. She couldn't figure out why she was so irritated with him right now. Even when he yelled, she didn't move. Who exactly is he?

"All right, Ellah! Come on! Don't irritate me," He made a threat.

She gives him a lethal stare. "So, who cares?"

He punched the steering wheel and adjusted her seatbelt for her, irritated. Cuhen's face is already flushed with rage, and he appears to be on the verge of exploding. Ellah yanked Cuhen's hand away quickly, and she was the one who fastened the seatbelt. She is capable of doing it on her own.

"I'm disgusted by your presence!" she shot back angrily, staring at him again.

"Damn it!" he yelled angrily as he pulled the car over. They flew almost as fast as they could.

She might have liked it if she hadn't been pregnant with Cuhen's child. "Are you trying to kill me?! If you're capable of murdering your brother, don't include me!"

He doesn't respond, but she notices the car slowing down. She glared at him and then turned to face the window. She didn't want to see his face at all. She is upset, irritated, and exasperated! He's so ugly.

CUHEN got out of the driver's seat, irritated, and asked the girl to open the door. The chopper that will take them to the island today is visible above Malcogn's Empire.

"I'm not going back there!"

Ellah's eyes were no longer filled with the fear he had always seen. What he realized now is that he cannot read her emotions, which confuses him. Ellah only recently met Azael, and things have changed for him. That's a shitpiece! When they meet again, he'll go after Azael's penis.

"I didn't ask for your responses, so come down or I'll kiss you!"

Her gaze was drawn to him. Damn! He wants to murder Azael.

"I wouldn't! I'd rather be with Azael than live with you on your island. You know what? I despise your guts! You're hideous!”

"Will you come out or will I kiss you?" he said with an evil grin but he wanted to kill Azael now. "I swear we'll kiss here until our lips bleed."

When Ellah was stunned and looked at him angrily, his ego secretly applauded. She stepped out of the car, almost glaring at him. But, while he expected Ellah to go with him into the elevator, he was mistaken because it was going in the opposite direction. Ellah, try to escape from him!

Fuck!

Cuhen chased Ellah angrily and without hesitation grabbed her and carry. The girl screamed at what he did but he didn't care. This woman has exhausted his patience. He will never forget its sudden disappearance in the cemetery with his cousin.

Farhistt and he talked so seriously that he ignored her. To make matters worse, Ellah broke the tracking device hanging on her necklace. He also took a long time to search her because of his pest cousin who had a plan.

But why is he doing this? Why? He didn’t know why he was still doing it. As long as he had only one thing on his mind at these times, he didn’t want to let the girl go. He wants to know what he feels so Ellah can't leave the island without him.

Ellah with a coiled brow sat in a corner of the chopper, and he caught a glimpse of her. It was the first time he'd seen her so annoyed and uninterested in his presence. Oh, damn!

He'll break his cousin to the bone, I swear to God! She just frowned and went down to him first until they arrived at the island. It had already run through the house and had not even waited for him.

Fuck! Fuck!

He screamed and kicked the sand. Why didn't he like her new behavior against him? Earlier in his search for her, he had almost gone insane. Herrence and Farhistt were also present. He could have found her right away if she hadn't been with Azael, but because Azael was with her, they had a difficult time finding her earlier. Damn! If Ellah only knew how angry he was, he would almost punch everyone he met on the road.

He dashed after Ellah, but the door to the room was closed behind him. He tried to slam it, but it wouldn't let him in. It causes his blood pressure to rise! Ellah wasn't like this yesterday, or even the last time they were together. It's only recently that his pest cousin has appeared. He dialed his cellphone and dialed Azael on the other line, irritated.

"Hey, fucker!" is Azael's ridiculous first line. "What can I do except give you a black eye and break my car?"

"Don't come up to me, asshole. I'm going to shoot your dick!" He slammed the phone against the wall. But first, he heard Azael's sharp laugh from the other side.

Cuhen remained staring blankly outside on the terrace that night. He was holding a bottle of whiskey in one hand. Damn! Even when he wants to sleep, drowsiness does not visit him. Something was bothering his mind, and he wasn't sure what it was. He sipped the whiskey again before retiring to bed. He wanted to lose himself in the thought that the girl had been keeping him hidden in her room all day.

She'd just come out and eat, then go back into her room as if he had a contagious disease. He can't blame her; his cousin Azael is quite attractive. However, fuck! He appears to be more attractive.

He abruptly stood up and went to Ellah's room. He was standing outside the door, knocking hesitantly. Cuhen was well aware that Ellah would not open it. He also didn't know what to say if the girl opened up to him. Damn! What is going on with him? He returned to his room and lay down on the soft bed. Because of her, he can't think clearly.

If only the girl knew how hard he tried not to touch her cheek every time he looked at her. He was terrified that night when he saw Kleve almost rape Ellah. Yes, letting her go with the enemy was his mistake. He just didn't want Ellah's fear and hatred for him to grow, so he let her go even though he wanted to spend the day with her.

He did not honor her father's request. He could tell Ellah was angry and terrified of him. He didn't want to get to the point where even saying his name was frowned upon by Ellah, so all he could do was keep an eye on her at all times.

It was difficult for him to kill the man Ellah loved and admired, but he kept his cool. Not only did he not want to hurt the girl's feelings, but he also did not want to infuriate her more. Ellah's father died and in Ellah's mind, he's the murderer. And Kleve, whom she loves, can be trusted. He didn't say anything because he knew the girl's mind was closed. He was aware that the words he was uttering were causing her pain. Because his tongue has no brakes, he is disgusted with himself, especially after seeing how much the woman despises him.

He examined his own fist, which bore scars from his punches to the tree and the wall. When he realizes he is inflicting harm on Ellah, he punches the tree. He smiled bitterly as he remembered the day she slapped him and cried in front of him in the living room.

“No. Certainly not. My decision is legally binding. Make him pay for it. I don't need any fucking exposition. Just do what I say—"

Ellah slapped her. Her nose was red as she looked up and met his ferocious stare.

"A-am I not enough yet?" her cheeks glistened with tears. Damn! Her terrifying eyes is controlling him.

He frowned and angrily let her go. He was about to turn away from her and continue speaking with the person on the other end of the line when the girl grabbed his cellphone and threw it hard on the floor. It broke but she felt no remorse for what she had done.

"Fuck!" he yelled angrily as he pushed the girl against the wall. "What the hell, slut! You have no idea how valuable my contacts are!" Oh, fuck He was unable to keep his mouth shut.

"Am I not enough? Isn't it enough for me to be here so that you just let my father go, Mr. Cuhen Malcogn? My father is innocent, please let him go! Have mercy..." her final phrase trembled her as she stared into him.

"No, you will never be enough compensation just for me to release your murderous father," he stated emphatically, and he could see the pain in her eyes.

"What else is there? What else is missing? How many times do I have to tell you that my father is innocent and did not murder your fiancée and mother—"

When his fist hit the wall, she screamed. The force was deafening, and even he would have been deafened by it. "Don't bring up my late fiancée or mother. Never bring up their names in front of me. I'm going to kill you." And he walked right out the door. Fuck! Screw it!

He is still hurt by what happened to his mother and future wife, and he hasn't accepted their loss, so he's like this. He went straight to the falls and descended. He ignored the cold water because he was numb as well. He was submerged for a long time and only surfaced when he ran out of air. He got tired of swimming back and forth. As a result, he punishes himself. Until he made the decision to go up. It's becoming late.

He was emotionless as he walked up to the tall tree and punched it hard. His hand bled, but he was unaffected by the pain. He punched it until both his hand and the tree were hurt. He sobbed loudly, letting out the tears he had been holding back for a long time. He continued to punch the tree. Damn!

Ellah's gentle face appeared in his mind, and he punched the wood even more irritably. Why is he already affected by the tears of every woman? He should not be affected in this manner. But what's going on, and does he get upset every time he sees her in pain? Damn! He was perplexed by what was going on.

The rain began to fall. He remained standing despite the noise. His mind was jumbled, and he tried to remove Ellah's face, but it was stuck in his mind like glue. Is he already troubled by a guilty conscience? No! Screw it. He sat down next to the tree, feeling the heavy rain on his body. Concurrently with the strong breeze.

He glanced over to the maiden's room, which was only a few steps away from his seat. The light in his room was turned off, and the pain he was experiencing returned. He was aware that he was inflicting pain on her. He was unable to keep his mouth shut. There are no brakes. Especially when he realizes how much she despises and fears him…

He shook his head, recalling that night. He stood up and went to his living room mini bar. He wanted to sleep since the alcohol he had consumed was enough for him.

He sat in the chair and sipped his drink. Then he saw Ellah in the waterfall taking a bath that day in his mind...

He searched the entire house for her. He almost searched the area before deciding to go to the waterfall because he knew she regularly visited it. He wasn't mistaken; he saw her take her first soak. She was only dressed in a thin nightgown. She was lying on a large rock in front of where he was standing. He can't take his eyes off her beauty.

Every drop of water that falls on the girl's body raises the temperature throughout his body. He was getting hot, and he was aware that it wasn't normal heat. With all of his calmness gone, he quickly stripped naked and made his way to her spot.

He claimed her for the first time with great carefulness and admiration. He'd go insane if he didn't get a taste of her own beauty. Oh, her beauty, she's only for him. No one can take her beauty away from him. He is the only one who can keep claiming Ellah, and no one else can own her except him.

Every caress and sensation he felt on the girl's body, as well as every response to her kisses, added to him a strange warmth that nothing else could provide.

He looked after her. Odd. It wasn't him, but he was swept away at the time. In addition, he prepared a set-up in the garden. He is aware of the girl's birthday and wishes her a happy one. Even if there are only the two of them. He brought it to the garden and saw how pleased she was. Oh, how he wished he was the source of her happiness. He didn't want to ruin her lovely smile. But, at her request, he changed his mind. Ellah could ask for anything and he would gladly give it to her, but he couldn't give her what she asked for.

He couldn't tell the girl that her father had died and that he was responsible for his actions. He allowed the old man to be killed. He knew Ellah adored her father, but he was terrified. He was afraid that he would despise him as a result of what had happened. Ellah would think he had murdered her father if she found out the old man was dead. So, even against his better judgment, he chose to hurt her on her birthday rather than grant her wish.

He casually set the bottle of whiskey down. He is ideally drowsy and can now fall asleep. He dashed upstairs to his room.

He awoke early the next day as well. That morning, he looked for something to cook. It stinks! He had no idea what Ellah's favorite was. He dialed Farhisst's number.

"Yes?" Farhistt responded. Clearly, he's just waking up.

"Could you please send me Ellah's files? I'd like to know what her favorite food is. Shit! Send it to me because I don't have much time."

"Yeah, wait," Farhistt sighed. At the same time, he heard someone fiddling on the other end of the line, and a message appeared on his cellphone. He sat back and relaxed. Farhistt is extremely dependable in all aspects of his life.

He'd read that the girl liked seafood. Blue green and pastel pink are my favorite colors. It is a big fan of plants and flowers. Shit! Why does he only realize this now? He hadn't read what Farhistt had given him because he hadn't had time. Ellah is terrified of spiders. It dislikes being in high places. It's a butter allergy. Okay, that's it! He refuses to use butter. Its favorites are the shrimp with honeycomb and the spiced bangus sinigang.

That's all! He read the next document the next time. He quickly made the food she requested. He rummaged through the fridge, looking for shrimp and bangus. He was relieved to see how much stock he had. He quickly prepared all of the ingredients he would require. He's practically a pro in the kitchen, so he knows the food he's going to prepare today will be delicious. Perhaps the girl would cry with delight if she tasted it.

When Ellah arrived, the food he had prepared was still smoking on the table. When he saw her frowning face, he immediately drew a smile on his lips but quickly vanished. What the fuck! What did it see this time? It wasn't always like this with him!

"Good morning!" he said warmly, hesitant to approach her, but he chose the latter, don't.

"What are you cooking?" she asked, her frown still on her face.

"Shrimp and bangus sinigang with chili," he exclaimed enthusiastically.

He felt pleasure as her eyes twinkled. Ellah ran to the sink and vomited as soon as she approached the table and began to taste the shrimp he had cooked. In a panic, he chased Ellah down and patted her on the back. Damn! Isn't what he made delectable? Isn't it unpleasant to eat? Why did she vomit?

"Are you all right?"

"Take your hand off my hand!" She shook his hand as she vomited with water.

He could only shrug his shoulders and comply with her wishes. What he does know is that he cooks well and can win food competitions. When it comes to the kitchen, he is impenetrable, but why? He couldn't figure it out.

He quickly grabbed his phone and dialed Herrence's number. His doctor pal.