Deep love: insatiable lover

Dylan didn’t answer, but the look on his face was proof enough.

Frowning, Lucas looked at his friend as if he wanted to punch two holes in his face.

After a few moments, he spoke slowly but seriously:

-Are you sure you want to marry Brisa? In your mind, is Vanessa still a pet you can play with?

Dylan had never thought of marriage, and for him marriage was unnecessary.

That’s why he had no objection when Vincent offered to get engaged to Brisa. He didn’t think it was a big deal.

So when Vincent asked her to marry Brisa, she admitted to him that she had helped him.

Anyway, who gets married and whether they get married or not doesn’t matter.

-What’s the difference? There’s nothing different between me and Vanessa even if I married Brisa?

Dylan looked at Lucas in disbelief, in his opinion, there is no connection between the two issues. So why is there anything to consider?

-You really are…

Lucas was particularly speechless.

What else could he do in the face of an emotionally deficient and retarded one?

It was impossible for him not to feel anything for Vanessa, he just didn’t want to acknowledge it and continued to treat her like a pet as he pleased.

Such a person deserved to be single for the rest of her life.

-Forget it. I have to go now, so take care of her for the next few days. Especially when Vanessa wakes up, I worry that what happened earlier will have an effect on her mind. You should pay more attention to her reactions and remember to tell me if you find anything wrong.

When Lucas finished, he quickly gathered his things and left in a hurry.

If he stayed any longer, he would also become an idiot like his best friend.

How terrible!

Dylan frowned, as if he didn’t understand why Lucas was running away.

But he didn’t take it seriously and turned to go back to the bedroom. A cold, hard frown creased as he looked at Vanessa, who was still comatose and receiving fluids.

Although he didn’t show anything unusual at the time, there was no denying that what Lucas said made a dent in his heart.

“Are you really a pet for me?

“If you really are, why do you care so much about me, why do you even care so much about your emotions?”

“No way!”

“Do I love Vanessa? Impossible”

Touching his heart, Dylan suddenly didn’t understand what was wrong. Intention, but not love, what was it then?

Frowning hard, Dylan found it annoying.

After a deep look at the person on the bed, Dylan turned to leave.

In the living room, Dylan made a phone call for someone to come to the flat to look after Vanessa, and when he did, he left immediately.

An escape?

He didn’t know it himself, he was just very upset and didn’t want to stay here.

Right now, in Dylan’s village.

Brisa looked incredulously at the expressionless bodyguards in front of her: “What did you just say? I didn’t hear you clearly.

-Miss Brisa, the master has asked you to stay in your room and not to go out. We will bring your food to your room, and you can let us know if you have any requests.

-Impossible! Dylan doesn’t do this to me. You’re lying to me.

Brisa couldn’t believe that Dylan would lock himself away; how could Dylan, who loved her so much.

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She didn’t believe it.

Clenching her fists, Brisa gave them an angry look.

-What if I want to get out of here?

She had been pampered by Vincent since she was a child, and the Leoz considered her a treasure, when Brisa had ever felt so wronged. She reached out angrily and shoved the person who stood in her way.

But the men did not move at all.

-Get out of here!

-I’m sorry Miss Brisa, you can’t go out.

-You bastards! Get out of here, I don’t want to see you.

Brisa hissed in rage, questioning and cursing loudly, but the bodyguards outside were unresponsive, deaf and dumb.

She was furious and clenched her teeth in hatred.

-I’m going to call Dylan and tell him what you’ve done to me, and let him chase you away.

With that, Brisa pulled out her phone. Who knew that before she could dial the number, a hand would take the phone away from her.

-What are you doing?

Brisa looked indignantly across the room at the tall, expressionless, fierce man who was not a pleasant person at first glance.

-He said that you are not allowed to make phone calls or have any contact with the outside world.

-This Dylan is holding me prisoner? Why?

Brisa was furious that she was not allowed to leave her room, but even her phone was confiscated and she was not allowed to communicate with the outside world. Why? Why was she treated like this?

-Where is Dylan, I want to see him.

-I’m sorry, sir said he wouldn’t be back for a while.

Hearing the doorman’s words, Brisa felt almost desperate.

How was this possible?

Why did Dylan suddenly put himself under house arrest and forbid contact with the outside world? Could it be… could it be that Dylan found Vanessa and knew she did it?

Impossible.

The men were rogues that the grandfather found for her, absolutely reliable.

He had a hard time investigating the people behind the affair.

But if not, why not?

Unconsciously, Brisa did not want to believe that her plans had been interrupted, that Vanessa had been found. She was mentally paralysed and gradually, surprisingly, it felt as if it were true.

She decided to play it safe for now and wait and see, just in case it was just Dylan’s little punishment for her.

Surely Dylan would have come to see her if she had obeyed.

Brisa thought to herself, but she was apparently still indignant. She glared hatefully at the bodyguards guarding her door and blurted out:

-When I see Dylan, I’m going to make sure you are punished.

What the hell!

After she blurted out her harsh words, Brisa turned around and went back to her bedroom.

She thought this was just Dylan’s mild punishment of her because she had been too willful lately.

In a couple of days he would surely be free and free again if he behaved himself.

-Brisa, you must behave yourself and not make Mr. Dylan angry again.

Muttering to herself, Brisa’s mood calmed and she even seemed especially relaxed.

On the first day he entertained himself by watching TV and playing in his room.

The next day was a bit dull, but with plenty of snacks and digital products to keep him company, he managed to get through it.

By the third day, Brisa was starting to feel bored and a little irritated. But more than that, she was looking forward to it, thinking that she had been very good the last few days and that Dylan had seen it all, so surely they would let her out soon.

So on the third day Brisa looked forward to Dylan’s arrival.