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Chapter 8 - Tell Me, Who Are You?

"ANSWER!" Lucas shouted as he approached and pinned me on the chair. Fear mixed in the chest. The heartburn and nausea in my stomach started to rise up my throat, so I couldn't make a sound.

I glanced at Nevelas, at least I can explain everything. But again, I couldn't see the look in his eyes. His eyes were now red, his pupils dilated. In my mind only one, calming a Nevelas with a hug might melt. Without waiting long, my hands immediately wrapped around his neck.

Seeing my behavior, he looked at my hands then at the face. "What are you doing, Miss? Trying to dodge the question? Huh!" His strong hands gripped my arms.

"The cheap way!" He said as he pushed me onto the back of the chair. However, the chair is soft. However, I feel insulted by his treatment.

Hearing his ridicule, my soul stirred. I gave one slap, straight to the cheek. Nevelas' head, moved to the left due to the force of the slap. Thinking about what punishment I would receive didn't stop me from staring at him intently.

Nevelas turned his gaze towards me, after which he quickly grabbed my hand and locked it with his strong hands. I couldn't do anything but follow what he was about to do.

"Just two days with me, you've been acting a lot, Miss!" he snapped as he pulled me away from the living room. I don't know where he will take me? I felt my wrist hurt even more from his grip.

Then he opened a room not far from the room. After that, he threw me just like that on the bed.

"Fight again! Huh!" he snapped as he pressed against my body. I turned my head, to the right. Not daring to look into his eyes anymore, which might have turned into an angel of death. With his strong hands he gripped my jaw. Now his face is clearly visible in my eyes, so scary. No Nevelas smiled like this morning at the boutique.

"Look at me, Tatiana! Tell me, who are you?" he asked again and his hand gripped my jaw even more. I started to feel pain around my cheeks and jaw.

"Let go, sir! It hurts!" My voice stuttered as I ordered him to release his grip which might have left a trail of bruises.

He slapped my cheek for the umpteenth time. The heat is back. I came back can only surrender. I did not turn my head which was sideways to the left.

"Tell me who you are? Are you Fredicson's spy? Did you guys set me up on purpose? Huh!" his screams ringing in my ear.

"Why are we spying on you, Mr Nevelas. Meanwhile, we were only thinking about how to keep the company going? And you trapped me into your world!" I said, though I couldn't snap at him. But, at least I tried to explain what I wanted to say.

Hearing my answer, he pressed me deeper. I was crushed by the weight of his burly body. The soft bed could not help me to make it comfortable.

"You're still arguing, Miss? Who are the people behind you? Do I need to make you suffer more?" he asked softly as he played with my long, flowing hair. However, my body trembled even more because I was afraid of the punishment I would receive from a mafia who was at the same time psycho-spirited. "God please help me!" Prayers returned from my lips which may have turned blue.

"Ah, sir!" I screamed, because Nevelas tore the dress I was wearing. I tried to hold his hand. Totally psycho. What he had done, had crossed the line! He turned me around and again tore it from behind.

"I will punish you, Tatiana Fredicson! Because you can't explain who you are!" he snapped back while taking off all my clothes.

I couldn't help but cry while curled up when Nevelas took off his shirts one by one.

"Ga, I'm sorry, Ga!" I screamed in my heart, remembering my lover Rangga Wijaya who always guarded my honor. However, we have been in close contact since childhood. He never asked me to serve him. Tears were flowing non-stop from his eyes again. I can no longer with Nevelas treatment.

"Smile! Don't cry! I'll punish you even harder if you look like this. Disgusting!" he said mockingly when he saw my cry.

Smile? How can I smile when I know this self will become an impure girl again. And the thing that really hurts me the most is doing it with someone I don't like.

"Do as you please! Because I believe there will be a reward that God sends for you, Mr Nevelas!" I shouted. Nevelas covered my mouth with his lips.

"Emmft!" I tried to hold the bite.

"Move! Fight! Because I like girls who rebel when they're in pain! It's the most beautiful entertainment for me, honey!" His voice mocked my weakness again.

My tiny hands held Nevelas' body. I didn't want to, he treated me like a comfort woman.

"Let go! I will kill myself if you are like this!" I objected to Nevelas who kept his lips on my neck. I have a strange sensation.

"Scream all you want! I don't care anymore, Miss," said Nevelas.

"Tonight you will be mine forever. Listen Tatiana, I followed you for a year in darkness. Be the light of my life," he said. His hands spread out in all directions. Forcing my body to feel something I've never felt.

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Tonight, after Nevelas has had enough of sulking me. He fell asleep beside me. My body felt crushed because he treated me like a worthless object. Maybe papa's words are true, I'm a useless girl. Worthless, now that I feel. Even to return to Rangga, I was very embarrassed.

I forced this body to move towards the bathroom. I pulled a blanket to cover my body. This frail step was so painful, painful inside and out.

I opened the bathroom door and locked it. Then, I turned the shower knob and splashed my body. I wanted to get rid of the traces of Nevelas that still lingered in my sense of smell.

"It must be clean!" I muttered as I rubbed my skin roughly. Every now and then I stick my nails in, I hate the smell of Nevelas that still sticks to my skin.

Blood started pouring from my body, because of the scratches. Bend both legs and hugged him with both hands while burying my face in my knees. The pain from the wounds on the body seemed to represent my increasingly fragile heart.

I don't know how many hours I was in the bathroom? Because I was woken up by knocks and screams from outside.

"Tatiana, open it! Don't worry me!"

His voice echoed in the ear. Maybe because now I'm getting used to his voice that always haunts me and makes me tremble when I hear it. Hearing Nevelas shout, there was no initiative from my body to just open or turn the lock.

"Open it! Do I need to break it?" He shouted again.

I buried my face again, lazy to obey his will.

I saw Nevelas' face panting, after he made it into the bathroom. Nevelas grabbed my hand, forcing me to stand up. However, I deliberately did not follow his wishes. Even so, he gripped my wrist roughly.

"Wake up, Tatiana Fredicson! Wake up! Or I'll punish you even worse than before!" he snapped back.