Beautiful Affair
BA #31 - Cassanova's Love

"Damn!"

"Damn!"

"Damn...!"

Ryan continued to growl and he punched the glass in his bathroom many times, indifferent to the back of his injured hand and shed blood.

"I don't want to belong to a woman who has fucked a lot of women."

Alira's words continue to ring in Ryan's mind, he is not angry at Alira, but at himself.

Ryan stared at the reflection of himself in the mirror, looked at his own face and remembered the times he had spent with Alira. And Ryan also remembered, since being close to Alira, Ryan never again wanted to make love with other women and never too stingy to make love, though Viona had sent a photo of herself naked at that time.

Ryan's forehead furrowed deeply, his eyebrows fused together and he realized something.

Ryan immediately ran to meet Alira who is currently in his room, Ryan Langsunn entered Alira's room without permission.

Alira who was currently changing clothes immediately shrieked in surprise as Ryan walked into her room.

"What are you doing?" Shouted Alira, he immediately covered his body with the clothes he was still holding.

"I'm in love with you" Ryan said with a gasp of breath, Alira stunned, her forehead frowning. "I know, I'm a playboy," Ryan said again as he approached Alira who immediately made Alira step back.

"Then what? You're gonna change for me?" Cibir Alira with a slanted smile, mocking Ryan, but Ryan shook his head.

"You said that love is respect, respect, belonging, and all that I feel for you" she said as Alira tried to digest what Ryan meant.

"I respect the love I have for you that's why, even though Viona sent me her nude photos, I could easily ignore them. I also feel I have you, not as an object, but as a woman. When I see you crying, my heart aches, tightness, if possible, I want to take away all the suffering and pain that made you cry."

"Your words are so sweet" Alira said with a slanted smile. "It's only fitting that all women would be willing to throw themselves at you" his cynicism made Ryan sigh heavily.

"I said what it was, Alira. And this is not how I seduce women out there, because I don't feel this way about them" Ryan replied.

"Then, what do you expect of me?" Ask Alira then.

"I don't know" replied Ryan, bowing limp, and Alira realized Ryan's wounded, bleeding hand.

"Your hand is wounded and bleeding." cried Alira in surprise.

"But it's not as painful as my heart" Ryan replied then he left Alira just like that. Alira just fell silent, staring at Ryan with a pus until Ryan finally turned his head, returning Alira's gaze with sadness.

"Maybe you're right, no woman would accept a man like me, who has brought many women to my bed. But I swear, Alira. When I knew there was love in this heart for you....." Ryan placed his bloody hand on his chest. "That's when I left all my free life, that's when I didn't think about other women, let alone touching other women. Because as you say, when someone really loves, then he will not share his heart let alone his body for others."

Alira is touched to hear Ryan's words, but Alira tries on her defense, after what Daniel did to her, Alira does not want to experience the same in Ryan's love.

"I'm going back to Paris, and I know that love won't go away even if I go back to Paris. I accept that I was wrong about love."

Tbc....