TRAPPED IN THE MAFIA'S RUTHLESS PASSION

"Ah... This is delicious, dear."

"Faster, ah..."

The faint sound of sighing came out.

Her feelings were getting out of control, so she quickly opened the apartment door all at once.

"Andre! Rara!" she shouted in an angry tone.

"So this is what you guys are doing behind my back?!"

Arsana Putri covered her mouth in surprise, when she saw Andre and Rara. Arsana really did not expect their actions. She was so shocked to see what happened in front of her, the two of them were making love on the bed of Andre Wiranto's apartment, her fiance.

Instantly, the surprised Andre immediately pushed Rara's body to the side of the bed roughly, which had been moving and swaying on her body.

Andre immediately put on the kimono towel on the nightstand and hurriedly walked towards Arsana who was still standing in the doorway.

"You traitor!" growled Arsana.

"Arsana, it's not like what you see!" said Andre as he pulled Arsana's hand who was about to leave.

"You think I'm blind, huh?! We're already engaged, Andre, soon we'll get married!" Arsana shouted with teary eyes, her body trembling to hold her legs to stay strong to see what was in front of her.

Arsana really wanted to drop her body but unfortunately it was very difficult.

"Arsana, you better join us. Come on!" invited Rara without feeling guilty with a thin smile on her lips.

"Shut up, Rara!" Andre glared at his fiancée's best friend.

"You two are disgusting!"

Arsana clenched her sweaty hands, her tears were unbearable, but she didn't want to show her sadness in front of two traitors.

"I'm just channeling my lust because you're not willing to do it with me, so, I make Rara as an instrument of my lust until we're both officially married," said Andre trying to explain why all that happened, when Arsana had gone down one stair from there.

"Your excuse makes me want to vomit, Andre. You hypocrite!" hissed Arsana squinting her eyes.

Plak!

The girl slapped Andre across the face, making him hold his burning cheek.

"I don't love him, I swear! Arsana, even while doing it I always imagine your face!" said Andre again making Arsana slap her fiancé back.

Arsana was really disgusted by Andre's confession.

Seeing Andre - the man Rara loved so much - slapped by Arsana, she immediately grabbed another kimono towel then came forward and slapped Arsana too.

"Even you defend this man more than me, your best friend!" Arsana screamed,

"I love him!" said Rara firmly.

"But I don't love you, Rara. We have agreed to do this out of necessity, not love."

"As you wish! You both deserve it, both disgusting humans!"

Arsana slammed Andre's hand and tried to run out of the apartment, followed by Andre.

Hearing Andrr's statement, Rara screamed in frustration because she was upset that her love was not reciprocated by Andre, even though she had let her whole body be touched and fucked by the man. With a heart filled with anger, Rara thought if she had to get Andre by eliminating Arsana alone.

Rara chased Arsana to the end of the stairs, Rara pulled Arsana's hand and said.

"Arsana, Andre is mine and you don't have the right to be with him, you don't even have the right to be in this world because you are just an illegitimate child!" Rara screamed as she pushed Arsana until she fell and rolled on the stairs.

"Arsana! Noooo!" Andre shouted, but it was too late. Arsana was already lying on the floor below.

The screaming sound suddenly changed, when Arsana felt a kick on her body. Arsana opened her eyes and found her father, Wijaya Kusuma, standing in front of her who was already lying on the floor under the bed.

"Wake up damn it!" said Wijaya with a foot that continued to kick Arsana on the floor.

"What's wrong, Dad?" she asked with a hoarse voice and messy hair because the girl had just woken up.

"Still asking what's wrong? Don't you realize that you were screaming like a madman in the early morning until it was heard outside, huh?!" snapped Wijaya at his daughter.

"I ... I fell down the stairs because Rara pushed me, I didn't expect her to have an affair with Andre. Am I dead now?" said Arsana immediately panicked holding her head which was still dizzy.

"Are you out of your mind? You fell from the bed, not from the stairs, stupid! Now take a shower, you have to get ready to meet someone!" said Wijaya.

Instantly Arsana realized that she was only dreaming. She looked at her father with millions of questions.

"To meet who, Father?" asked Arsana, linking her eyebrows.

"Mr. Zayver Megantara," Wijaya answered.

"Who is he?" asked Arsana curiously, because this was the first time Arsana heard that name.

"Your husband!" replied the father making Arsana widen her eyes.

"What?!"

What kind of nightmare is this?

Arsana immediately went to the toilet before talking to her father further.

***

Arsana Putri, now looks neat after bathing and cleaning herself from the nightmare that visited her sleep. Now, she must clean her mind too because she was visited by a nightmare in the real world. How could it be, just waking up she was already legally the wife of a person she had never met?

"Last night I lost a gambling game and that caused my debt to accumulate to Mr. Zayver. And it was his fault, I pledged your sister Arsina to marry him if I lost." Wijaya began his story.

"Where is your conscience as a father, so you can guarantee your daughter as a gambling bet? Father, you really have no humanity!" Arsana's breathing went up and down. "And again, what you pledge is Arsina, why should I be the one married to that foreign man?" Arsana bombarded her father with many questions.

Wijaya only clucked irritably with his hands on his waist. He stared at Arsana.

"Precisely that, your sister Arsina did not want to and instead ran away, so you were forced to be her replacement. Otherwise, Mr. Zayver will finish off our entire family." Wijaya spoke up in a firm tone.

"What do I care? I don't even live with you." Arsana folded her arms across her chest, answering so easily.

The two of them continued to argue, causing Wijaya to get angry.

"Don't argue so much! He's waiting for you in his magnificent house. If you don't want to be his wife out of love, at least do it out of reciprocity because all this time I've been paying for your life!" snapped Wijaya.

Hearing this, Arsana felt hurt and did not expect her father to be that mean to her.

After never being considered a child in front of Kusuma's big family because Arsana was born from a woman who was not on the same level as Wijaya's family, now Arsana had to hear if she was a burden to a father whose living expenses alone became a debt that had to be paid in an inhumane way.

Arsana had to become a substitute bride.

"You forgot that I will get married soon, father." Arsana showed her empty ring finger, no engagement ring there, trying to find an excuse.

"You even forgot that you canceled your marriage to Andre, Arsana." Wijaya laughed with satisfaction at Arsana's words.

"Arsana forget that jerk and accept your new husband. Believe me, you will live happily with plenty of wealth there."

Arsana was silent, her heart hardened because it was too painful with everything she had experienced so far. Her fate that was not as lucky as other children to not be recognized as a child in front of the extended family just because she was born from the womb of a poor woman, betrayed by her lover, canceled marriage, and now married on the basis of indebtedness to her own father.

It felt like Arsana wanted to die.

"Don't daydream! Hurry up and come to this address, Mr. Zayver is waiting for you!" Wijaya ordered.

"The man wants Arsina, what if he's surprised that it's me?" asked Arsana starting to resign.

"He won't know. Go, by obeying my wishes, I will make sure to recognize you as a child before the extended family." Arsana smiled sarcastically looking at Wijaya.

"Too bad, it looks like my will has changed. From now on, I consider that I don't have a father. You are evil, Wijaya! You are too much. May your evil deeds be rewarded in kind!" said Arsana as she dragged her suitcase to the address of Mr. Zayver, the man who was said to be her husband.

Arsana Putri finally arrived at the luxurious and spacious residence of Mr. Zayver Megantara. She was greeted by a guard and immediately welcomed into the room, where Zayver was waiting for her on the bed. Zayver Megantara frowned, staring at the beautiful girl who had burst into his room and was lying on his bed.

"Who are you?" Zayver asked in surprise.

"Who else would dare lie on this big, soft bed if not your wife."

Zayver knitted his eyebrows. "What, my wife? What's the proof?"

Arsana exhaled roughly then got up and brought something from her bag.

"Here's the proof, take a look."

Zayver stared at the marriage certificate where the photos of him and Arsana were side by side.

"How could I marry you?" Zayver asked.

"How do I know? I even just woke up from a nightmare and was suddenly told that I had become the wife of someone I never even knew or saw." Arsana lay back down and covered her face with one hand.

"Si*lan! Wijaya has deceived me. Looks like he's tired of living." Zayver clenched both hands while Arsana laughed.

"You were fooled by him? Oh, what a poor man."

Hearing that, Zayver was furious again. "How dare you talk to me like that?" Zayver snapped.

"Of course I dare, I'm your wife."

"My wife is Arsina Angelita, not you!" said Zayver, making Arsana cluck in annoyance.

"Ah, did you already know? Arsina is my sister, and I am Arsana Putri, her brother. We are siblings who were born from the same sperm mixture and different mothers. So, just accept it. Only the final letters A and I are different. The inside must be the same!"

Zayver snorted in annoyance, the woman who claimed to be his wife was really annoying. He did not think that Wijaya had deceived him by giving him a different child, even though Arsana was actually no less beautiful than Arsina Angelita.

One thing that certainly makes Zayver furious is that he feels played, cheated outright by Wijaya and this cannot be allowed!

"The thing is, I didn't know your asshole father had two daughters and all he showed me yesterday was Arsina, not you!" Zayver sighed. "Ah, that old fart Wijaya is already playing games with me. Watch out, I won't hesitate to shoot your father in the head!" Zayver exclaimed, banging on the nightstand beside him.

"Whether you want to shoot him or chop him, I don't care about that guy at all. Besides, he never thought of me as his son either, so why would I bother saving him from death?" Arsana chided.

Hearing that statement, Zayver looked at Arsana who was still lying down by covering her face with one hand as if she was really enjoying lying down.

Then, the man smiled sarcastically, because it turned out that the woman who became his wife seemed to have no fear of him, even though Zayver was a figure who was famously feared because of his temper.

"You're quite brave," Zayver said.

"Of course I am. Why would I be afraid of you, you're my husband?"

"Hahahaha... don't expect me to take you as my wife!"

"As you wish. I don't care if you think of me as your wife or not. It doesn't matter to me because I just want to live!" said Arsana as she turned her body to face Zayver, making the man open his mouth to speak, but was confused about what to say.

***

It has been one week since Arsana and Zayver lived in the same house. Although they haven't touched each other, both of them have started to get to know each other and understand each other's nature. Arsana is a girl who likes to talk, is annoying, and likes to fight, while Zayver is a rough and temperamental figure.

An introduction that is far from a good impression where the couple have never met before, because they were married on the basis of debts and agreements.

Arsana was the surrogate bride, and the two lived in their household arguing with each other every day. Neither Arsana nor Zayver had any sense of love yet, instead there was irritation and annoyance because Zayver and Arsana had the same harsh personality.

"I'm going shopping with Ana. You allow me, right?" asked Arsana without looking at her interlocutor.

"Who are you talking to, huh?!" Zayver snapped, making Arsana surprised and immediately frowned.

"Who is here besides you, Zayver?"

"At least look at your interlocutor when talking! You're rude!" Zayver grumbled as she shoved Arsana's head who immediately rubbed her head.

"Yes... I'll leave first." Arsana looked at Zayver, and how surprised the girl was because Zayver immediately kissed her forcefully.

"Let go! At least do it gently, not like you're about to kill someone!" grumbled Arsana, wiping Zayver's kiss marks on her cheek, making the man even angrier.

"Muah!" kissed Zayver again and Arsana wiped the traces of her husband's lips again. And this happened several times, making Zayver choke Arsana who immediately coughed due to shortness of breath.

"Okay, okay, I won't erase it again!" said Arsana in a broken voice because her neck was still in Zayver's grip.

"Don't mess with me, little girl!" said Zayver firmly, then crushed Arsana's lips fiercely and released her roughly.

"I'll go first!" Arsana said goodbye.

"Go on."

When she got outside, Arsana immediately wiped Zayver's lips without knowing that her husband saw it through the CCTV and was furious again.

"You naughty girl!" growled Zayver as he punched the laptop screen where the CCTV was shown.

***

Arsana lied to Zayver earlier, that she would go shopping with Ana, one of the maids in Zayver's house.

Arsana was called by her superior and it turned out that she would be given a new assignment, which was to do undercover because Arsana's real job was as a Secret Agent, a kind of intelligence whose duty was to spy on a place or a person in order to find whether there was a crime or not.

"You have to go to Papua to find out the owner of the biggest drug kingpin there, whose sales have penetrated the international market. Be a Volunteer Teacher there to cover your identity as a Secret Agent and solve the case immediately."

Arsana saluted as a sign of her readiness to go to Papua in order to carry out her duty. However, what made her hesitant was how she would tell Zayver, while when she was about to go to the office, the drama was extraordinary.

"When should I leave?" asked Arsana to her superior.

"The sooner the better, just prepare all your needs there first. When you are ready, call us." Arsana nodded and returned to Zayver's house, because in the office she had no work.

Until one week passed, Arsana had not yet given certainty to her superior when she was ready to go to Papua for duty. However, the unexpected thing happened, Zayver called Arsana and told her to prepare to join the man on office business.

"Where to? I'm too lazy to travel with someone like you, and I still have a lot of office work to do." Arsana scowled in annoyance.

"To Papua."

Arsana smiled happily, when she heard the name Papua. "You should come with me to live there for a while," Zayver pleaded.

"but ...." Arsana pretended to be unwilling by continuing to argue even though this was a golden opportunity for her to carry out a mission according to the orders of the superiors in her office.

"No buts and no refusals. You have to keep coming with me!" said Zayver, pounding the table in front of Arsana's face.

"Alright, I'm coming. I think you'll get bored with me if I keep following you."

"Why should I be bored with my own wife? You fool! Hurry up and get ready!" Zayver commanded and Arsana immediately smiled, because soon she would be in action in Papua and catch a high-class drug kingpin who was said to have been a fugitive for years and difficult to catch.

Arsana and Zayver have arrived in Papua. Arsana felt very tired, but Zayver was busy with his phone. Not long after, the man came to Arsana who was sleeping and said goodbye to go meet his friends.

"Aren't you tired, Zayver? Take a rest!" said Arsana while rubbing her eyes.

"Tired or not, what do you care, huh?!" snapped Zayver making Arsana pout and regretted giving the man attention.

"I'll go first!" said Zayver as he kissed his wife's lips roughly, no tenderness at all.

Arsana didn't return the kiss, she also didn't wipe the traces of her husband's lips, so that Zayver would quickly leave there, because Arsana was very uncomfortable if there was Zayver at home.

Because, besides being angry, Zayver also never showed romantic things to her, so until now in Arsana's heart there is absolutely no love.

After Zayver's departure, Arsana was about to sleep again, but she remembered her duty and used the opportunity to look for the school where Arsana taught as a Volunteer Teacher. By using maps on her cell phone, Arsana headed to the destination alone.

"It's not too far from here," muttered Arsana as she kept walking.

Along the way, Arsana got acquainted with some residents there.

"Where is this, huh?" asked Arsana, monologuing herself staring at the two directions of the road while her maps showed that she had arrived.

She then took the road to the right, however, when she had walked a long way Arsana even met a dead end. After that, she went back again and remembered the road she had passed, until finally Arsana met a man with a neatly dressed mulatto face.

Since a few minutes ago, the man had been watching Arsana from inside his car. Seeing Arsana who was confused, the man approached Arsana.

"Where are you going?"

Arsana was a little surprised by the sudden voice.

"Hmmm, yes, I want to go to this school." Arsana showed the maps on her cell phone.

"Oh ... what a coincidence, I'm going there too." said a man named Edward Michael who was actually a Volunteer Teacher also at the same school as Arsana.

Edward again said, "I am a teacher at this school. Is it possible that you are a Volunteer Teacher who will teach there? Because previously the Principal said that there would be Volunteer Teachers coming,"

"Ah, what a coincidence. That's right, I'm the Volunteer Teacher at this school. Thank you, yes, hmmm... could you please take me there?"

"Of course. Let's go."

Arsana could finally breathe a sigh of relief after hours of being lost, because she met a man who was said to be a teacher and probably a Volunteer Teacher like her.

"My name is Edward Michael, call me Edward," said Edward offering his hand to shake.

"My name is Arsana Putri."

Edward opened the car door for Arsana, immediately running the car.

The two of them headed to the school while talking in the car, breaking the silence.

When they arrived, Arsana was introduced to the principal and other teachers. Arsana was assigned to hold 4th grade and would start teaching tomorrow.

"Alright, it's getting dark, welcome to join tomorrow." The Principal greeted Arsana who smiled happily.

Starting tomorrow, she will teach at the school, as well as start her investigation of the case assigned by her superior.

****

At seven o'clock at night, Arsana went home with Edward's escort, because the man was worried if Arsana got lost again like earlier. Arsana had refused to be escorted by Edward.Without Arsana expecting it, Zayver had been waiting for her in front of the house since earlier, and was immediately angry when Arsana was escorted by a strange man at night.

"Thank you, Edward, for taking me home. See you tomorrow morning at school." said Arsana with a sweet smile on her lips.

"Yes, no problem. I don't mind at all." Edward returned Arsana's smile.

"Hmmm... now go! Be careful on the road." said Arsana, to which Edward immediately obeyed.

Arsana waved her hand, going inside the house.

Plak!

Zayver immediately slapped Arsana without a signal when Arsana was near him. The man was very angry after seeing his wife going home with another man. There was a feeling that Zayver couldn't explain that made him want to curse Arsana.

"You bitch!" Zayver shouted to Arsana who was holding her cheek.

Arsana was so surprised by the slap that floated on her cheek suddenly.

"You said you are tired and just want to sleep, but what is this, huh? You came home at night with a strange man!"

"I-"

Zayver dragged Arsana roughly. For the first time, Arsana was terrified to see Zayver's anger. Arsana wanted to explain, but she was not given the chance, because Zayver kept dragging Arsana to their room on the second floor.

Slowly, Arsana's tears fell down her cheeks. Zayver's treatment of her was very inhumane, where there was a husband who dragged his wife until her body was knocked out.

The image of Wijaya Kusuma immediately flashed in Arsana's mind, it turned out that the man not only pledged and even sold Arsana to Zayver, but also mortgaged his life for marrying Arsana to a cold-blooded man like Zayver.

"Who is that man?!" asked Zayver with a shout.

"Answer!" he snapped again.

Arsana was sobbing, she wiped the tears that now soaked her entire face with both hands. The sound of her sobs was also very loud, so Arsana had difficulty speaking.

"I wanted to go around earlier, but instead I got lost and he helped me," said Arsana stammering.

"Nonsense!"

Zayver hit the door until it was broken in order to channel his anger, after which he held Arsana's body and threw her on the bed.

"You are my wife, you can't get close to any man other than me!" Zayver growled and immediately fell on Arsana's body, smearing Arsana's lips roughly.

"Did you hear what I said to Arsana!" Zayver looked sharply at Arsana who was under his body.

The man roughly stripped off his wife's weak-looking clothes until they were all off, and he began to fondle every inch of Arsana's body with lust and anger all rolled into one.

"No, don't do anything to me!" cried Arsana, so frightened by Zayver's actions.

Zayver did not answer Arsana's words.

"Stop! I don't want to do it with a cruel man like you!" Arsana shouted, but Zayver didn't hear her and continued to rape his wife.

Zayver took off all her clothes, then silenced Arsana's thrashing mouth. The girl was helpless, unable to resist because Zayver's body and strength were much greater than Arsana. She could only cry and feel the bitterness of being treated like an animal by her own husband.

"Tell me, who is your husband?" Zayver asked. That question should never have been asked again.

"You," said Arsana sobbing.

"Say his name!" snapped Zayver.

"You, Zayver" Arsana's voice sounded shaky.

"Promise me, you will not get close or even interact with other men anymore!" Zayver hissed right in Arsana's ear, but his wife was silent, so Arsana received another hard slap. Zayver grabbed Arsana's neck.

"pledge, or... die."

"I... promise."

Forcedly, Arsana nodded because she was afraid that her life would just float away in Zayver's cruel hands. Arsana closed her eyes then screamed as loudly as she could because she felt incomparable pain in her intimate area.

"Ah... It hurts!"

Blass!

Zayver took away her chastity by force after torturing Arsana in such a way, and it made Arsana hate her husband even more.