Private Relationships

part 2

As soon as someone gets into trouble, a thousand hands come to his aid, and they will be the best helper.

Her oriental society, in her eyes as a shining sun, was proud of him; Perhaps because she lived through Western society in her last years of study, compared them and found its virtues over her... How much she misses family and containment...

Containment!... She laughed inside her with bitter irony... Which containment are you talking about?... That was in the distant past...

Two days later, "Sara" entered the room to find another girl sitting on the bed in the room, wearing clothes that did not cover, looking at her from the top of her head to the soles of her feet, an appraisal look that was not without contempt.

She furrowed her eyebrows, and asked anxiously, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

The girl turned her lips to the side, and said indifferently, "I'm your new companion. Cordinia has been moved..."

Sarah's eyes widened in astonishment, and then she asked in anticipation, "By whom?"

I think you know well...

Her eyes darkened and she understood the meaning of the conversation...No one but her, “Rose.” cordy warned her that she had put it on her head, and she would not hesitate to reach her, but Sarah was not the one who succumbed, or was afraid of someone...

She approached the girl with confident steps, and bowed facing her, saying with a slow tightening, her eyes almost burning with anger and contempt: "Tell the one I sent you, that I will not yield to her... No matter what you do, you will not be able to come near me..."

Then she turned her lower lip looking at her with a disgusted evaluation look, then moved away from her, collecting some of her things, leaving the room, slamming the door behind her violently.

The girl sighed, wriggling her lips in displeasure, muttering angrily and dissatisfied: "What does that arabic like to do what you're doing?"

screaming and crying little girl trying hard to reach him; But a stern hand holding her arm prevents her, and another boy is standing silently crying, trembling, unable to approach or speak... From that fallen to the ground at the bottom of the stairs looking at them with teary eyes and dark eyes, trying hard to talk but...

Someone's voice roared harshly: "I won't hear a single word from you..."

He looks at him from above with contemptuous looks: "Your people are under our feet... Take off and don't show me your face again."

He raised his eyes and looked at the little girl who was trying to escape ferociously, and he said in a stifled tone, defending weakly, "I swear to you, I didn't do it... Listen to me, please."

The voice roared again violently, ordering: "Get him out of here... I never want to see him... Then I continue with a promise... I will show you... I swear to make you regret, and see the torment for what you did..."

Then hands pull him and throw him outside, and the child's voice reaches his ears screaming in his name: "Adam..."

He rose from his sleep and looked around in terror, confusion and sweat, then gradually calmed down, closed his eyes and swallowed hard, took a deep breath, then exhaled.

He looked at the clock hanging on the wall in front of him to find it one in the evening... He moved his neck left and right with a slight pain, a headache hitting his head; Apparently. he drank more last night, and came home after spending a night with one of them.

He got up and went to his bathroom, took off his clothes, and put himself under the cold water in the hope that it would ease what he was feeling... And he was distracted by his dream; Here his nightmare has come back again for a long time he had not dreamed of it, but he came back to haunt him again...

He stretched his lips to the side in anger, turned off the water, came out of the bathroom, got dressed, looked at himself in the mirror, straightening a strand of his hair with his fingers, smiling arrogantly and satisfied with his appearance.

Adam Gad, a veteran hunter of women, nicknamed “The Hunter.”

And why not!... His handsome figure and proportionate, slim body, and his appropriate height is neither tall nor short.؟.

His rude look, his side smile, who can resist him...

He laughed with sarcasm inside... They are all immoral women who are attracted to men without thinking, they only care about money or appearance... or lust... and they blame a man if he is a womanizer... and women are the victim...

A malicious victim as prey attracts the hunter by provocation to hunt it, and makes no effort to resist.

He smiled seductively and winked at himself in the mirror... He took his belongings, and went out of his room to go to work; But he noticed the light in her room was lit.

He furrowed his eyebrows and wondered what she was doing here!... she was supposed to be at her university...

He exhaled very angrily and made his way to the room, about to enter; But his hand stopped on the doorknob, squeezing it violently, listening to her angry, grumbling voice and her speech that made his black eyes grow darker like the darkness of a crushing well whose hall had never seen the ligh

On the phone, Sarah was talking to her friend Phoebe, telling her about Rose's change of roommate, and Rose vowing to her.

As "Phoebe" passed by "Sara" in her room after work, she did not find her.

Phoebe asked, "Why did Sarah leave?"

She exhaled impatiently, and said, "Didn't you hear a word of what Phoebe said to you? that bastard is getting close to me...and she doesn't want to leave me alone..."

She nodded her head in understanding, but said slowly: "I understand dear, but what you did is called running away... and your fear will explain to her."

She furrowed her eyebrows in exasperation and bowed her shoulders, exclaiming, "I know, I know, Phoebe, but I have to think about what I'm going to do with that...."

Her body shivered noticeably, she continued with disgust: "I swear to you, I feel disgusted and nauseous every time I remember the touch of her on my arm... But I have to think carefully..."

Phoebe stretched her lips to the side, her pupils moving in thought: "Hmm... you're right; it's Rose..."

She shrieked earnestly, standing tall, her body in a taut bow, and raised her index finger: "I'm not afraid of her... I just want to think without rashness... Otherwise, I will pull out her hair and teach her a lesson she will never forget."

She laughed cheerfully, nodding her head in agreement, and said amusemently: "Yes...yes...has your madness appeared... and...."