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Etangled By Casanova

Valerie never imagined it would be a tool to pay off her stepfather's debt–Luke. James, is a man who wants to have it, a respected man, a cruel casanova. Valerie tries to run, trying to be free from James' grip. But it was difficult, James would not let Valerie escape from her confinement. Even though now he has power. Wealth, power, in fact, were not enough to fight James. Valerie's cruel male obsession and hatred, unwittingly turns into love. Cruel and rude love, can they unite, like lovers?
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Chapter 2

Valerie's eyelids slowly opened, she circulated her gaze to every corner of the room, now she realized she was in a room. 

Valerie tried to get up, but her hands were tied to both sides of the corner of the bed.

Valerie growled in annoyance, "damn... I have to get out of this place." 

Valerie tried to pull the rope that tied her, but it was difficult, the rope was tied so tightly that she could only growl in annoyance. 

The woman who had previously prepared Valerie, smiled faintly when she saw Valerie trying to untie her hands. With slow steps, the woman approached, making Valerie look intently at herself.

"Don't waste your energy, Miss. It would be a waste, no one ever escaped Mr. James. You are truly beautiful, Mr. James, you will definitely like you very much, your body is very beautiful, Miss Valerie."

Valerie froze, she knew very well what would happen to her, she didn't want to, her life had to end in the arms of an evil man. James probably treated him as a slave to his passions.  Valerie looked at the woman in hatred, her eyes were red, her tears suddenly came out, making the woman annoyed. 

"Don't cry, you will ruin your makeup," he said without feeling guilty. The woman then took out a syringe, which made Valerie alert, but she couldn't run anyway because her hands were tied. "You will love Mr. Jamas' game, Miss Valerie..."

"Fuck, what did you inject me with?!" Valerie screams in anger, her body rebels but does not make the injection fail, the medicine enters slowly into Valerie's body. The woman smiled, not caring about Valerie's anger. 

"Be nice, so that you will be nice to you too." After saying that, the woman left Valerie alone. 

"Please let me go, I don't want to be treated like this!" Valerie continued to scream begging him to leave that place. But no one heard it. 

The medicine that was injected into Valerie is slowly starting to be felt by her...

His heart was beating, the air in the room was starting to feel hot, but the sensation on his skin felt different. There was a subtle vibration that felt faintly on his skin, creeping from the tip of his fingers to the nape of his neck. His breathing began to gasp slowly, not because he was tired but because something was bothering his body.

The sound of the door opening and the sound of steps sounding slowly approaching him, James now looked at Valerie passionately, he unbuttoned his shirts one by one, without taking off his eyes at Valerie, as if admiring Valerie's body which looked beautiful to her.

Valerie stares fiercely at James "Let me go, asshole! what are you going to do to me, don't touch me! I don't want to be touched by you!" 

Valerie tries to defend herself, when she sees looking at him passionately.

Valerie was really scared, angry, but there was nothing she could do.

"You're really rude, Miss. But I like it," said James,  sly smile 

"Go away, bastard! don't touch me!" Valerie continued to curse, she really didn't want to end up being a despicable woman.

Valerie's tears dripped, making James look sadly at Valerie. "Don't cry, I really hate seeing it. Valerie, I promise you will love my game." 

"No... don't touch me!" shouted Valerie, rejecting what James was going to do. But James didn't care, the man couldn't wait to touch the woman in front of him. 

James' hands begin to touch Valerie's feet, making Valerie tremble, as if liking James' gentle touch from his toes to his thighs.

 "Look, you like it, Vale." James smiled slylyly.

"Medicine ... what medicine did you give me?" Vale asked, his voice shaking, because he felt a strange sensation within him. 

"Medicine?' James shook his head.  "It's something that will take you to heaven..." whispered James next to Valerie's ear.

James got up and untied Valerie's hand, James wanted Valerie to be able to move freely, when touched by him. Valerie's hands were now gone, Valerie rebelled, tried to avoid it, and ran away from James, but it was all in vain. 

Valerie's body felt weak, her knees shook, and seemed to want a touch that calmed her. James, with his sly smile, began to touch Valerie, from top to bottom, bringing her back to bed until Valerie's body unknowingly liked every touch James made.

"Do you like it?" asked James, who was mischievously playing with Valerie's body.

"You bastard... Let me go..." hissed Vale, his breath was choked, his heart resisted violently but not his body.

"But you like it, your body doesn't refuse, Vale." James' heavy voice made Vale's body increasingly unable to resist, increasingly enjoying all of James' touch, with compulsion. 

Valerie didn't say anything, she could only look at James with hatred, but James increasingly liked it. 

"First for you? I will do it with complete tenderness... until you become addicted to all my touches.. Valerie..."

James held Valerie's waist, touching her closer and more intimately, Valerie sighed, growling painfully but full of pleasure, as did James.

James smiled, the man looked very satisfied, as if he didn't feel like he had lost a lot of money for the woman who was now in confinement.

Valerie could only continue swearing in her heart, swearing hatefully at Luke for selling him to a jerk like James.

"I hate this life..."

***

Valerie flew with a body without a single thread attached to her body, covered only by a thick white blanket. His body ached, especially intimately. Valerie remembers how James touched her, Valerie felt herself dirty.

A woman who had dressed him came with breakfast for him. Valerie looked at him sarcastically. 

"Clean your body and eat this, you've lost your strength, haven't you?" 

"Where is that man?" ask Valerie.

"Company. Don't think you can run away from this place, Miss Valerie. Don't waste your energy anymore," he said, annoyed Valerie.

"You're a woman, but you're so cruel!" Valerie hissed.

"I am just a worker who obeys all his master's orders. Call me Anna, if you need anything, call me." Anna put down a cell phone to call her and clothes that Valerie could wear on the bed, then left Vale alone.

"Mobile?" Vale thought that he could try to contact someone for help, so he could get away from James.

However, Anna, who was already at the door, turned around and looked at Valerie again. "Don't act stupid, don't think you can ask for help. Everything you do, Mr. James will know."

After saying that, Anna really left Valerie and didn't forget to lock the room from the outside. 

Valerie was silent, what Anna said was true, James couldn't have done anything good so he gave her a cell phone. Valerie curled up in bed, not knowing what to do with her. Until he remembered Luke, his stepfather who was really very evil.

"That bastard, must be having fun!" growled Valerie.

It's true what Valerie thinks, if Lukas is currently having fun with the money he has. Playing with women, gambling, even getting drunk. Lukas really didn't think about what Valerie's fate would be like, no matter what.

However, when he was with a woman, several men in black suits came to interfere with his activities, the woman with him left him, for fear that something bad would happen.

"Who are you? you bothered me, the woman left me. Damn even though I paid a lot!" lukas growled at several men in front of him. 

However, it was not the answer that Luke found, it was the blow that made Luke full of pain. Luke fell on the floor with blood flowing down his face. 

Luke doesn't understand why they hit him, is it because of Valerie?

"You guys... Mr. James' men?" lukas asked with a deep breath.

"Mr James?" there was a heavy sound, from an old grandfather, walking until he was right in front of him. 

"Who are you?" lukas asked, now he realized that they were not James' orders. 

"Where is Valerie?" continued asking.

Lukas just laughed, making the old man look at him with hatred, but he still held back. 

"Valerie? hahaha ..." Lukas stood up, looking at the old man sarcastically. "He already belongs to Mr. James, you know, thanks to him I earned a lot of money. Does this old grandfather also want to feel Valerie's body, too bad, Mr. James got it first. You just wait when Mr. James gets bored.

Hearing that, the old man became even angrier, hitting Luke on the head with a stick held by him. Lukas was in pain and wanted to retaliate but two of the old man's bodyguards immediately hit him again, until Lukas could no longer move. 

"Find out who James is? And I want you to bring Valeria to me, ASAP!" the old grandfather ordered.

"Who... who is the old grandfather?" Lukas whispered in his heart.

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