Chapter 2 MAKE YOU SUFFER WITH ME

"Are you crazy? What if that photo gets spread among the media? The company's reputation will be destroyed. Remember Rayyan, after you graduate all corporate responsibilities will be handed over to you. Do you think the media will just shut up? Your name will be ugly and people will look up to you badly," ordered Roy, Rayyan's father.

It seems that after receiving the astonishing news from Reza, the man immediately chose to go home. His instincts told him that the problem would be bad for the company.

Just one scandal can make people's trust decrease. Indeed, in reality, a thousand goodness will be defeated by just one mistake. No matter how small it is.

"Marry her," Roy's final round.

The man who had chosen to be mute all along suddenly tightened his jaw. His teeth chattered in distaste.

"No," Rayyan hissed. His beady eyes focused on Roy's eyes intensely. "That girl is cunning. She set me up on purpose so I could marry her. After all, it's just a photo. It's just a misunderstanding, the dean's side is just exaggerating things," he sneered.

"My decision is unanimous. You must marry her. Sooner or later your photo will spread to the media. To avoid people's bad assumptions about you, the only way is to marry her. The company name is more important than anything. I worked hard to build the Sagasco Company name, your actions can destroy everything," said Roy loudly.

"I don't want to marry her, Dad!" Rayyan protested furiously. "After all, I already have a lover, how can I just give it up for the sake of that cheap girl!"

"Shut your mouth Rayyan!" Roy's anger with his face was red with anger. "Decide Diana! The girl is only tempted by treasure. Is that what you call love?" he sarcastically.

"We both love each other, you have no right to control our relationship." Rayyan still insists.

Hearing that Roy suddenly laughed sarcastically. "You've been blinded by love, Rayyan. Whatever it is, I know what's best for you. Now you only have two choices," the man said, hanging up his sentence.

Rayyan's eyebrows rose waiting for the continuation of Roy's sentence.

"Marry Ayana, then you continue to inherit the company, or stay with Diana, don't get any heirs, and bear all the consequences. Which one do you choose?" Roy offered a meaningful smile.

Rayyan is made unable to move by his father's offer. For him nothing is profitable. The man's mind was confused, faced with a confusing choice.

"You've been thinking too long, Rayyan," Roy commented while grabbing a file containing all of Ayana's personal identification information.

His lips smiled as he looked at Ayana's photo. There is a painful feeling when he has to be reminded of past events, making someone very meaningful in his life have to leave.

"Silence, I assume you agree with the first choice," Roy decided irrefutably.

"But dad-"

"Reza, please take me to meet Ayana's parents."

***

Ayana sat restlessly next to her mother with a feeling of anxiety. How not, the man in front of her kept looking at her with a terrible look. The girl's guts shrank as the aura around her turned stifling.

"How about tomorrow?" Roy's words surprised both Ghani and Banu.

"Isn't it too soon?" asked Gani. "I mean, we just talked about it today, and suddenly the wedding is tomorrow. Isn't the preparation time too tight to do?"

Roy flashed a smile. "No problem. Everything has been arranged with my confidants. The day after tomorrow I have to return to the United States to continue a business trip. The period is rather long, about five months. So I thought it would be best to hasten the wedding. This is also to avoid slandering people towards Rayyan and Ayana. I think this is for the best."

Ghani and Banu stared at each other for a moment, thinking about Roy's offer, which was indeed very sudden. When Ayana dared to raise her eyes, again and again, her beady eyes met Rayyan's eyes.

Rayyan was indeed watching her. If given the chance, Ayana prefers to enter the room and lock herself up when it's like this. In all his life she had never met someone like Rayyan. Too scary.

"I want to go to the bathroom," said Rayyan, speaking for the first time since he stepped into the house.

"Ayana, let's accompany he to walk the path," Ghani ordered, stroking the girl's back.

With a feeling of doubt, Ayana got up and led Rayyan to the bathroom. Even though she was shrouded in anxiety, she was afraid that Rayyan would do something violent again. Yes, could be. Remembering the look of the man as if to finish her.

"Th-this is the bathroom," Ayana pointed at the small room in front of her.

The girl with one braided hair took a little distance when Rayyan didn't go into the bathroom. He kept watching Ayana's movements with a look that was difficult to decipher.

"What's your name, Alana?" asked Rayyan slowly moving closer to Ayana.

A danger alarm rang in the girl's ear. Her breath caught when Rayyan pressed her body against the corner of the wall.

"I'm asking," Rayyan insisted. Now both of his hands were resting on the wall, locking Ayana in so that she couldn't go anywhere.

"A-Ayana," she replied, swallowing hard saliva. Ayana kept her eyes down, not daring to look at Rayyan's face that closely.

"It seems I'm unlucky to be married to you, Ayana. I wouldn't have married you if it weren't for the company heir. It's forced, you know?" ejection pulled Ayana's chin roughly to look at his face.

Rayyan's grip was tight. Ayana grimaced in pain, while her tongue suddenly complained that it was difficult to make a sound.

"I beg you, stay away from me," pleaded Ayana feeling short of breath in that position.

Rayyan smiled crookedly. The man even brought his face closer, making Rayyan's breath hit Ayana's skin so clearly.

"Why? Isn't this what you like? A slut like you craves touch, doesn't she?"

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Rayyan winced at the slap. His jaw tightened as his finger touched the red liquid at the corner of his lips.

Ayana looked at Rayyan's face in disbelief. She was shocked when the man said something that hurt her pride. Even after giving that slap her hands were still trembling with fear.

"Damn girl. You want to die, huh?" Rayyan snapped. A flash of anger was evident from behind his eyes.

"S-sorry. But you are too much," Ayana replied, lowering her gaze, not daring to meet Rayyan's eyes.

"What did you say? Outrageous?" he said, smiling cynically. "Didn't you start all this? Because of you, I have to fall into this marriage, dammit!" he said.

"This is not my fault. This marriage was due to a misunderstanding," Ayana replied, replying to Rayyan's brave eyes.

Rayyan's cynical smile appeared when he saw Ayana who was intensely looking at him.

"You know? I hate it every time I have to see your face. Especially now that you're pretending to be weak with your disgusting act."

Ayana was startled by Rayyan's nonsensical speech. She blinked repeatedly, not accepting the accusations leveled at him.

"Keep up your act," Rayyan whispered in a hoarse voice that escaped from his mouth.

Slowly he began to lower his head, brushing his nose and lips behind Ayana's ear. The woman tried to look away from Rayyan's face.

"Continue like this until I make you suffer with me."

Continued...