ENTANGLED IN ADULT LOVE
STRANGER

"Sir, do you hate me?"

Lana was staring at Arshlan who looked calm but who was actually being stunned. Didn't expect it to be confronted directly with such a serious question.

Lana's question can make Arshlan feel clumsy even though he looks still can control himself well.

"Have I also made you angry..?"

Arshlan had not yet answered him, the girl had even asked a new question again.

"No.." elak Arshlan hurriedly hid his awkwardness. "Why are you asking like that?" her eyebrows slightly raised as soon as she opposed Lana's pair of unusually clear eyes.

"Because I have been confined to a room that is located at the height since yesterday, and until now I have not even been fed anything.." said a little sulking, caressing Arshlan's face gently.

Although Arshlan was slightly lulled by the caress on her face, she pretended to act as if she was surprised to hear Lana's words. "really?"

To be honest Lana's innocent gaze was just like someone who was asking for her explanation.

Not impressed accusatory.more likely to impress purely an ordinary question. But somehow found all that Arshlan even felt like being cornered indirectly. Even though everything that happened to Lana was clearly her only act.

"Then open your mouth, I'll bribe you.." Arshlan took the piece of bread that was on her plate, and offered her the mouth of Lana who immediately received it with joy.

For a moment, no one spoke.

In her heart Lana cheered with joy to find Arshlan who now continues to feed her. And Lana was always lulled into receiving a little bit of Arshlan's tenderness.

In Arshlan's heart it was just the opposite.

Arshlan was cursing herself as soon as she realized that after feeding Lana, she found herself enjoying the moment of pampering Lana like this. Feeding the snot boy who was so at home in his lap, with his own hands.

"Why? full already?" arshlan asked when she saw that Lana was shaking her head.

"Hhhhhm.."

Arshlan put the fork that he had used to pierce one by one pieces of bread, now his hand reached for the glass filled with mineral water, thrusting it towards Lana who again received it with joy.

"Lana,"

Call Arshlan for a moment when she has put the glass back in her hand on the table.

"I admit, I deliberately put you in a different room, because I am the type of perfectionist. I don't like my personal belongings being touched by strangers." I've been brainwashing around trying to figure out what excuse he could have used to lie to Lana and finally he found that perfect excuse.

Indeed, the reason Arshlan put forward is not a hundred percent of lies, because in reality Arshlan does not like anyone touching his personal belongings.

"Foreigners? but sir, I am not a stranger. I'm the rightful wife of Mr.." said in surprise as if unsuspecting all the plot of Arshlan's lies.

At this time Lana's hand is still wrapped around Arshlan's neck, her body is perfectly rested. Both legs dangled down but could not touch the floor because Arshlan's body was stocky, while on the other hand Lana's body tended to be tiny.

"I feel foreign. Because in my life, you are a new person to me. Lana, frankly I'm not used to your presence yet." said Arshlan again carve his lie with a professional.

Lana looks nodding. "I understand, Sir. But..why lock her room from the outside? if so I feel like I'm being treated like a prisoner..?"

Arshlan touched his nape, starting to feel desperate with Lana's barrage of stupid questions, yet strangely able to corner him in an instant.

"In addition to being a perfectionist I am a jealous person. You are mine. Let alone touched others.actually seen by others I was reluctant. I had to put you there, so you wouldn't always be seen by everyone. Besides.I'm also afraid that suddenly you regret marrying me and then you'll run away.."

Hearing Arshlan's last words that sounded ridiculous, Lana was unable to resist her from laughing. "That's impossible." he said amusedly.

"Nothing is impossible." said Arshlan while still glaring insisting.

"Master, how could I possibly escape from here..? I would never think of trying it. The house is full of guards everywhere. If I wanted to, then how could I possibly do it..?"

"Ehem.." Arshlan cleared her throat, hiding her once-choked expression. "It's up to you to laugh at me out loud, which I'm obviously still worried about" he concluded pretending to be insistent, as if the reality of Lana running away from his side could frighten him greatly and affect his soul. Hid..

Lana sighed slowly before finally smiling faintly. "Okay sir, it's okay if I have to be in that high room and sleep separately with you. But can I not be locked up..?"

Arshlan was silent, but inwardly was weighing his loss.

"I promise you, if I get out of there, I'll just go to the kitchen. I want to serve myself, no need for servants. I'm traumatized by your servants who could starve me like yesterday.."

Arshlan was silent again. She felt embarrassed, as if insinuated, but in her eyes the look on Lana's face now looks so innocent. The girl really did not look suspicious at the slightest 'crime' that Arshlan had committed.

Arshlan shook her head slowly. "It seems like it was a misunderstanding, and I will definitely reprimand them.."

"It's okay, sir, there's no need to reprimand them, just let me take care of myself. How's it?"

Inevitably Arshlan nodded as well. "Well, I'm not going to lock you in that room anymore, but you have to keep the promise that the kitchen is the only place you can go. Youunderstand?" concluded Arshlan in the end though with a heavy heart when deciding to budge and give Lana leeway.

That pair of beautiful eyelids instantly sparkled. "Twetnn.." Lana screamed in excitement again as usual, whenever she felt happy. "Master, thank you. I understand, Sir, I understand. I promise!" Lana showered all over Arshlan's face with brutal little kisses.

Arshlan laughed at Lana's habit, letting the other side of her heart curse her current weakness, which was so easily comforted by the simple thing the boy did yesterday afternoon.

When Lana ended it with little lu ma tan for a moment, a moment later Arshlan had looked at Lana deeply.

"Lana, there's something you have to remember, that being my wife means being ready to follow all the rules of my game. I warned you in the first place that I might not be the person you wanted to be, but you kept insisting until this second.."

"What I believe is quite the opposite, is that Master is the only man I want. That's it." said a little with overflowing confidence.

"If there is an attitude of mine that will disappoint you later, then you must not protest.."

Lana shook her head firmly. His confidence was really as strong as a rock. "Sir, believe me. All that you fear from me, it will never happen, for I am a man who does not give up easily.."

Arshlan smirked small. "You even know that I'm a bad, mean man, but you keep sticking to me like a flea."

"I believe everyone can change.."

"But I'm not in it.."

"I'm sure you have a soft heart." said so while putting his head on Arshlan's shoulder.

"I told you that I have no heart, except naf su."

"Calm down, because for that, we can talk about it again.."

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