Briel chuckled, she liked to cause trouble. SHe didn't care how scary Erland's face was. Oh no. It wasn't that Briel wanted to cause trouble, but that it was Erland who had been looking for trouble with her from the start. Briel would never forgive Erland's actions towards her. Briel will continue to torture Erland until finally, Erland feels reluctant to live but also reluctant to die.
Briel rushed downstairs. She would take something she asked to bring to the Erland residence. It was an item left at her parents' house. She couldn't leave her anymore because she needed her to accompany her during her sleep.
While in the room earlier, Briel got a call that one of the people who worked at his parents' house had arrived at the gate of the house that Briel gave the address.
Meanwhile, Erland stopped his steps right in front of the guest room door. He turned around and no longer saw Briel there. Erland could breathe a little relieved because he no longer saw Briel's face that always annoyed him.
'I want to see, what else is she doing in my bedroom?' Erland thought and rushed to his bedroom.
Once in his bedroom, Erland looked at the bed. Above the bed, there is a partition made of two bolsters. However, there was something strange after seeing the barrier. Because the position feels strange. How could that be? The left and right sides that are bounded by bolsters are not the same. On the right side, it looks narrow while on the left it looks broad.
Erland approached the bed. He was standing right beside his bed.
'The one over here is for whom? And, who's there for?' Erland thought suspiciously as he continued to look at the bed.
Erland was deep in thought. He grinned at the thought of a good possibility that immediately crossed his mind.
'She's quite self-aware, she must have given me plenty of room,' Erland muttered.
"Oh look, what kind of man can't keep his word?"
Erland gasped at the sound of someone who had just spoken. He clenched his fists. It seems that a person is used to surprising others. What happens if someone who is shocked has a history of heart disease? Isn't it possible that someone could end up in the grave?
Erland turned around. He looked at the person who was now walking towards him.
"Fuck! Said he wasn't interested in sleeping here," she sneered, smiling sarcastically.
Erland smiled sarcastically. The words that Briel said never occurred to him, so they always managed to make Erland have to breathe a lot patiently so as not to waste energy to vent his emotions.
Yes, who else but Briel? It was Briel who had recently made Erland feel he had high blood pressure. Erland is always annoyed to see Briel's behavior.
"I have the right to come into my bedroom whenever I want!" Erland said firmly.
Briel rolled her eyes.
'Who admits this is my bedroom,' murmured Briel.
"Oh, you're pretty self-aware. Then hurry up and clean the walls! Don't let me come back to this bedroom tomorrow, and I still see that ugly painting on the wall!" Erland was annoyed as he pointed to the wall where the painting of Briel's favorite singer was.
Briel was silent, not expecting Erland to hear her muttering so well. Briel thought Erland would not hear her words.
But, wait a minute! What did Erland say? Bad painting? The painting was specially made by Briel, which Briel made with all her heart in which there is such great sincerity, is precisely called a bad painting.
"Try, say it one more time!" Briel growled while glaring at Erland.
"What's wrong with what I said? Why do you look angry? Isn't that painting so bad? The person who painted it doesn't even have self-respect!" said Erland, sounding very insulting to Briel.
Briel clenched her fists. She approached Erland, she wanted to slap Erland in the face for so daring to say that she had no self-respect.
"You're Bastard!" Briel growled as she raised her hand to slap Erland in the face. However, Erland quickly restrained Briel's hand.
Erland pushed Briel's body so that Briel lost her balance and fell onto the bed on her back.
"Tsk! How did you fall in that position?" Erland said. Briel's falling position was like a woman preparing to wait for her husband to pounce on her. It made Erland unable to bear to mock Briel.
He remembered what Lely had said that Briel was an innocent woman. What innocent? thought Erland. Erland was sure that Briel was a naughty woman.
Briel hurried to get up. She pushed Erland's body.
"You're the one who made me fall! How could I possibly prepare myself to fall into what position?" said Briel, annoyed.
Erland clenched his fists. He also wouldn't have pushed Briel if Briel hadn't tried to slap him in the face. Erland thought, there was nothing wrong with what he did. Erland only felt he was protecting himself from the evil that Briel was about to commit.
"Explain the position on the bed! Which will be your bed?" Erland asked, trying to change the subject. It felt like he would just be wasting his time hearing Briel's rambling made his ears hurt.
"Of course the one on the left will be my bed!" Briel explained.
Erland was silent. It turned out that his suspicions were wrong because he thought that the one on the left which had ample space was his bed.
"Why did you divide it unfairly?" Erland asked.
"Because in the middle, in addition to having a bolster, my lover will also occupy it!" said Briel, pointing to the bed.
Erland was flabbergasted by what Briel said. Will Briel take her boyfriend to sleep in the same bed as Erland? It felt like Erland couldn't believe what Briel had just said.
Erland pulled Briel's hand, he gripped it tightly.
"Unexpectedly, it turns out that you like playing threesomes! Are you so dissatisfied playing with just one man?" Erland asked with a mocking smile.
"What do you mean? You're crazy!" Briel growled then tried to grab Erland's hand.
"I'm curious, how do you satisfy two men at once," Erland said with a grin.
Briel clenched her fists. Of course, she understood what Erland was saying.
Briel raised her leg, preparing to hit Erland's penis but Erland managed to dodge again by grabbing Briel's leg. Briel found it difficult to stand on only one leg.
"That won't happen again! You can't hurt my penis again!" Erland said.
"Oh shit!" Erland screamed when suddenly Briel gripped his penis very tightly. Of course, Erland was shocked and in pain at the same time. Erland also reflexively let go of Briel's leg.
"I still have a useful hand!" said Briel firmly.
Erland tried to release Briel's hand but Briel's hand gripped his penis tighter.
"Oh my God!" someone shouted then made Briel hastily removes her hand from Erland's penis.
Erland fell limply on the floor. His body felt helpless after receiving a surprise attack from Briel.