Trapped in My Ex's Love

"Is that it? That's the reason you're breaking up with me? Just because you're tired of me? What kind of joke is that, huh!"

"Yes, I'm tired of you. Besides, from the beginning, didn't you know you were only my outlet? Come on, don't be hypocritical. We're still young, and the love we feel is nothing more than puppy love. We don't even know if we would last. Our love is just recklessness and fleeting emotion. There is no sincere love between us."

'Every word he said felt like a blade slicing my heart. I loved you wholeheartedly, but you saw it only as childish impulse and momentary emotion. Bintang, whatever happens to me now, I will blame you for it in the future. If we meet again someday, you'll have to pay for this. Pray we never cross paths again.'

**

Moans echoed through the large room; there were no partitions, the bed, kitchen, and living area sharing the same open space though separated by distance. Only the bathroom had a divider and a door.

"El, you're amazing." The French woman's voice sounded deep and sultry.

"I'm always amazing, Baby," the man replied as he thrust into the woman beneath him. His body was bare, and on his right shoulder was a tattoo of a single star.

He kept moving without pause. He always sought physical pleasure whenever painful memories from the past resurfaced.

Switching partners was nothing new to him whenever boredom struck. Yes, boredom-the very word that had driven Langit Eldar Abimand into madness until he became a notorious playboy. With his good looks and wealth, he dated more than one woman at a time. No one knew how many women had shared his bed whenever he desired. And all of them were willing, captivated by Eldar, the Indonesian man.

The two of them moved in rhythm, their moans filling the room. Time didn't matter as long as their burning desire could be extinguished.

**

Sunlight began to seep into the room. El was still fast asleep, exhausted from the night he spent with his date, Stevani. Even as the sunlight grew brighter, the pair lost in their dreams remained asleep.

Stevani clung to El's bare chest as she slept in bright red lingerie. She used his arm as a pillow, her other arm wrapped around him.

Meanwhile, a woman walked gracefully down the corridor of El's apartment building. One hand held a branded bag, the other swung lightly with her confident steps. She smiled once she stood before his apartment door and pressed the combination to unlock it.

The woman with shoulder-length hair turned the handle after hearing the confirmation sound. She stepped inside to look for El but froze at the sight before her. Bras, panties, women's clothing, and even bottles of alcohol were scattered across the floor and table. She clenched her fists and walked farther inside-only to be struck by a more heartbreaking scene.

"El! Langit!" She shouted in frustration.

**

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