《THE RISE OF ROYAL RED EYES : BLOOD MOON》Chapter 23:DARK ASSAULT AT RUE SAINT MARTIN PART 1
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I miss him!
I can't believe this. I thought about it all day. This afternoon I couldn't even concentrate on the healing meditation mantra. My head is full of the man's shadow. It's almost midnight and I just can't close my eyes. I even miss his touch.
Should I call him? No! What should I talk about. He was gone only for three days. Tomorrow night he will be back. It will be funny. What will he think later. He'll be wondering why I called him all of a sudden. But why didn't he call me, maybe he doesn't remember me at all. Disappointing! So I'm the only one who remembered him here. Is it possible that there is a woman who is ready to comfort him?
I looked at the phone screen looking for his name. Maybe there is nothing wrong with calling for a moment, what is he doing there. Without realizing it I pressed the call sign. A second later I panicked and turned off the phone.
"Drtttttt"
My cell phone vibrated. Alexander called back, the call came in! I panicked, what to say. Don't I just pick up. He will definitely call Mr. Martin to ask me. Shit! I was forced to have to lift it.
"Hello" My voice was low.
"Alexa, you called earlier? Is there a problem? Are you okay?" Alexander immediately gave a series of curious questions.
"No, I'm fine ... I ... I ... uhh ... I thought I accidentally pressed the call button. There's nothing."
Stupid Alexa! Why couldn't there be a more plausible reason, I couldn't think. I already heard his voice, a strange feeling of relief creeping into my heart.
"Ohh"
I thought he was furrowing his brows there.
"Tomorrow you come back right. We can talk tomorrow. I'll hang up. Sorry to bother you" I didn't have anything to say, and I already heard his voice.
"Alexa, wait a minute"
"Yes?"
"I didn't call you yesterday, I have a lot of work to do, when I'm done it's late, I don't want to bother you. Now I just got to the hotel. Thank you for calling…?" did he realize I thought about it. This is embarrassing.
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"I no just now I accidentally dialed your number" I answered haltingly, my voice sounding strange.
"I'll be back tomorrow night to Paris around 9 o'clock. I'll pick you up right away"
"Yes" now my voice is barely audible.
"Honey come here."
A faint little voice -a woman's disguised voice came over me! He was there with a woman!.
"Who is that Alex?" I immediately asked.
"Who do you mean?"
"Earlier someone called you honey. Are you with a woman?"
"Ohh no, you heard the sound of the television. I just turned on the television"
I heard a conversation voice louder.
"Ohh, alright"
I was silent. It was as if a cold knife had been stuck in my back. He is lying! Does he think I'm a kid who believes in such cheap tricks.
"All right, good night. See you tomorrow."
I quickly hung up on me. Immediately like a fool, my tears rolled down. He was unbelievable, just yesterday we talked so much, but a day later he brought another woman to his bed. I'm expecting too much. Just yesterday I said I couldn't accept other women. I thought he would listen to my wishes. How could he give up his hareem for a naive virgin like me.
Hahahaa You're stupid and too naive Alexa! What are your advantages so that you can tie it. I sobbed. I can't accept a hareem, it's an insult to me.
This marriage is for my clan, for our victory over the war. This marriage is only payment for their help. I am only a political instrument of payment. And as Joanne said, for Alex,… women are just sex partners! He never fell in love again. And I have to accept that, in addition to being his partner with the title of wife. Maybe that's a little more honorable. Like a queen with his king's concubine.
I decided to go out this Friday afternoon with my best friend Louise Le Goff. We spent a walk around Rue Saint Martin at 3ème. Part of the old city of Paris is filled with many old buildings, including the Jean Baptise church, several contemporary galleries, and many restaurants along the side of the street, and of course the Saint Martin Canal, a beautiful canal that is part of Paris. And now stranded in a Greek restaurant called Les Cyeledes.
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I'm sad and depressed! Since last night I couldn't sleep thinking about my fate, a queen and her husband's hareem. The words were now being pegged in my head.
"Are you sure he's with another woman Alexa?" Louise held my hand.
"Hahaha he even screwed another woman during our engagement announcement Louise, I saw it myself with my eyes! You know what it feels like to be thrown on the ground !? Just yesterday we made peace when he apologized and I thought he would hold back, but I seem like I'm too naive about a man like him"
"Alexa" Louise hugged me.
"Alexa don't think like that. Maybe one day he will fall in love with you."
"Louise, you're kidding. He is a man conquering Casanova. He never fell in love." I poured additional wine myself into my glass.
"Alexa, please don't drink too much" Louise took my glass.
I hand over my glass in exasperation. Somehow I faced this.
"Let's go home, it's almost nine o'clock, won't you be picked up in a moment."
"Louise, I don't want to go home. I want to go back to London right now, I just want to cry as much as I can."
I think my mood is at the elementary level. I hate going back to the Mansion and my head is heavy from the wine I drank.
"Alexa come on, you said this marriage is for the sake of our victory in war. Maybe you will be able to get out of this marriage one day when this battle is over."
Louise's words made me think for a moment. Yes, maybe that's true. Maybe years after the war, I can arrange for a divorce! Maybe my life won't be so miserable up front. I just need to endure a few moments with this lie. And make everything look fine.
"Is it true?"
"Of course, you don't have to sacrifice your life for a guy like him. Do not be stupid. We can find a way, but this marriage is for the sake of our victory in the war. Be patient! Your family won't let your problems. If your father hears about it he won't let you be married any longer. I won't let you be sad like this. Now let's go home! You don't need to compound the problem of fighting with your fiancé tonight. Come on, get excited. You have me in Paris. If he messes, my apartments are large enough to accommodate you. You can run away there." I smiled and took a deep breath at the same time. We walked hand in hand toward the parking building across the street.
As we entered the parking lot, a loud sound like a can being being thrown startled us. I was silent while looking at Louise, maybe there is only someone who is in this parking lot. But why don't we see anyone.
We walked quietly and headed straight for our car. At that moment my instincts immediately told me something was wrong, I didn't even see the people around us. What could make that sound if no one was here.
It was only five meters to our car when I felt a very fast movement from the left towards me. I gasped for a defensive stance to protect my heart. My aura energy wasn't completely formed yet, a stab managed to penetrate my right chest and caused me to scream and projected power to the affected part of my body and caused the attack to bounce off.
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