Wrong Honeymoon, New Love

Chapter 3: Who Is He

"Hey you, you bastard!" shouted Adiva, quickly stepping towards the man in front of her. She roughly grabbed the man's hair, startling him and causing him to pull her hand away.

"Who are you? Crazy woman!" he shouted, causing two hotel employees who happened to be passing through the corridor to stare in shock as they witnessed the hotel owner shouting at a beautiful woman who was cowering.

"How could you, dude, you betrayed me," sobbed Adiva. She didn't realize that her actions towards this handsome man would change her life, especially since this man was staring at her sharply, as if assessing her appearance from head to toe. "What did I do wrong? Why did you cheat with Atika, dude? You didn't even come to our wedding," said Adiva, making the man's face grow cold.

Adiva hit the man with her bag, making him even more furious. "You're wicked, you jerk, liar, criminal!" she shouted.

Five bodyguards approached the man, but with a hand gesture, he asked them not to come closer and to dismiss the hotel employees, who were shocked by Adiva's words. The ma,n picked up Adiva, making her scream even more, and then took her into his room, slamming the door shut.

"You started it all, and you trapped yourself!" said the man. He had initially wanted to go straight to his room because his meeting with his business partner had left him feeling hot. Hot because his cunning business partner had wanted to trap him with a night woman by spiking his drink with an aphrodisiac.

The man brought Adiva to his bed and gave her a piercing stare. He tried to restrain himself from touching this, unfortunately, very beautiful, drunk woman. This woman dared to insult him and consider him a jerk who had hurt her. He knew what he was doing now would surely hurt and disappoint his parents. The risk he would face would surely be terrifying, namely, facing his father's wrath for sinning.

"This is all your fault. You made me finally involve you in my life!" said the man, gripping Adiva's face and then closing his eyes, trying to control himself from doing what was currently raging in his mind. "Whoever you are, don't think you can just walk away," he said with determination.

The handsome, aloof man was Ghavin Carlson, an heir to the Carlson Group, which oversaw many companies. This luxurious hotel was also one of his assets, and he had come to this hotel for an inspection and to meet his business partner. The business partner he had met was a foreigner who was also vacationing in Bali. Unfortunately, he had encountered a cunning businessman who wanted to trap him with a call girl or perhaps a foreign woman who was a relative of his business partner. Ghavin had refused and managed to restrain himself from being tempted by the woman who had tried to seduce him earlier. But this time, it seemed he couldn't resist being drawn to this beautiful woman who had managed to unsettle him.

At that moment, Ghavin looked at Adiva, who was sitting on the bed, and Adiva sat up and pointed at Ghavin. "You're not that bastard. Who are you? Hey Eric, come out, don't hide, face me, bastard!" shouted Adiva. She then got off the bed and started looking for Eric, but her eyes couldn't find him. Feeling dizzy, Adiva stumbled weakly and unknowingly bumped into a solid body. She suddenly hugged Ghavin and looked at his handsome face. Adiva was captivated by Ghavin's figure. "Why are you so handsome? Such a sharp nose and... hehehe... your lips are so sexy, so different from that bastard. Ugly and mean, he made Daddy mad at me. I have no one else, now I want to fly free," Adiva rambled.

Ghavin closed his eyes as Adiva's delicate fingers brushed against his face. Ghavin's tall body didn't make it difficult for Adiva to reach his face, as she jumped and wrapped her legs around his waist. Ghavin held his breath as his heart pounded, growling in frustration as Adiva's presence shattered his defenses. He pulled Adiva's body closer to him and then laid her back on the bed. Without much thought, Ghavin stripped off both his and Adiva's clothes. Adiva remained silent, and when Ghavin kissed her repeatedly, she didn't resist. That night, they shared warmth, and for the first time, Adiva let go of something she had guarded for so long. The man who took it was the charming and powerful Ghavin Carlson. Adiva was unaware of the danger she was in now, as Ghavin would never let her go.

Two hours passed with Adiva sleeping naked beside Ghavin. Ghavin, still awake, turned and tightly embraced the beautiful stranger. He kissed Adiva's forehead, vowing never to let go of the beautiful woman whose innocence he had taken. Tonight, he had gone mad, losing his sanity, and the logic and principles he had always upheld had crumbled. Ghavin sighed, feeling the need to punish those responsible for his sin, be it his business partners or the beautiful woman in his arms. He would destroy them all, particularly the beautiful woman who had seduced him, destined to live trapped with him forever. If she had been another man's wife, he would have demanded a divorce for her infidelity, but knowing she was unmarried and pure before brought a cynical smile to his lips.

Ghavin would do anything to possess this beautiful woman, even if it meant binding her so she could never be free from him. He took his phone and snapped several photos of himself with Adiva. Ghavin also grabbed Adiva's bag, photographing her ID card and instructing his subordinates to investigate her. Ghavin would stop at nothing to get what he wanted. This woman had dared to enter his heart by seducing him, and she would soon face her punishment for disturbing his peace.

Ghavin was not a coward who shirked responsibility; to him, Adiva would always be his. He wouldn't allow any other man to approach Adiva, let alone possess her. Ghavin contacted his subordinates again, ordering them to gather information about Adiva. "Find all the information about this woman, including any men who have approached her, because they all must be eliminated!" Ghavin said.

Ghavin put down his phone and returned to bed, lying down while hugging Adiva. For the first time, he felt deeply attracted to a woman, something even his late wife hadn't stirred in him. "You've truly made me a sinner," Ghavin said, frustrated with what had transpired. "You must become my wife soon, whether you like it or not!" Ghavin said, kissing Adiva gently once more. Ghavin finally fell asleep, holding Adiva close after repeating the act again and again. He felt Adiva was very dangerous, and he needed to make her lawfully his soon.

As morning came, Adiva felt her body ache as she slowly opened her eyes. She looked around, shocked to see a handsome man putting on his watch and talking to someone. Adiva pulled back the blanket, gasping, which made Ghavin turn his head and give her a sharp look. Adiva pointed at Ghavin, prompting him to immediately turn off his phone and walk gracefully towards her.

"Wh...who are you? You... you r***d me," Adiva whispered as she realized her current state of undress.