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Between The Game Of Death & Love

Between The Game Of Death & Love

YHEN AMOR

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He was a Kung Fu head trainer, who was framed by his two trainees in a rape and murder case of Clushia, a female trainee, who was obsessed with him. He was convicted and brought to the maximum penal institution called the 'Hellhole', for no prisoner got out of it alive. In one of the prisoners' riots, he was forced to fight to defend himself but ended up killing another prisoner. He was put to an oubliette. Unknown to him, that oubliette is the door to an underground city, with an arena for the so-called "Game of Fangs and Death" by the Alpha Pharoah. The game is for five nights. If he wins, he will be given a free pass leading to a secret passage, away from the 'Hellhole'. Could there be an escape for him from the 'Hellhole'? Could his heart find an escape from the Alpha Pharoah's daughter, who has a lot of similarities to Clushia? It was like, Clushia had been born again through her. Would suddenly his never known powerful blood and lineage eventually help him escape from his death?

Chapter 1 The Start of Complexity In Fiel's Life

And they say, "In every man's triumph or fall, there is a woman, behind."

Fiel Davidal was a Kung Fu Champion who eventually became the head trainer of Wolvy's Martial Arts Training Center owned and Managed by the WNC Company, a well-known Martial Arts Institution, that has trained and produced gold medalists in every competition.

Fiel Davidal is a man of strength, a wise mind, more than enough money to spend as an unmarried man, and a peaceful life with sexcapades with different women from time to time.

Until, Clushia, a new female trainee, has enrolled at Wolvy's Martial Arts Training Center. Clushia is a beautiful, young maiden, who immediately showed interest and later obsession with Fiel Davidal.

This is where the complexity in Fiel Davidal's life started.

"Clushia, stop this. This is not right. I am your trainer and you are my trainee," Fiel Davidal said as he tried to stop Clushia from kissing and hugging him.

"I know, you want me also, Sir. Why are you trying to hinder what you feel for me?" the young woman said as she hugged her trainer, tighter and claimed his lips aggressively.

Fiel, who has been attracted to the young beauty, was not able to control himself and gave in to his lustful desires. He kissed back Clushia with such fiery and wildness.

Clushia became more aggressive as she felt her handsome trainer, giving in to her seduction. Her right hand traveled down and got inside his Kung Fu pants. When she reached her target, she played with it the way she knew how to let a man moan in delight.

Fiel Davidal was no longer in control of himself as he lifted the young woman and put her butt on his sturdy wooden executive desk. They were inside Fiel's office in the training center.

When Fiel took her, he felt her groan with pain and he was confused. How come that he was the first man in her life? She showed him how aggressive she is as a woman; brave and liberated.

Fiel stopped from thrusting inside her and looked at her with a furrowed forehead, but Clushia encircled her delicate hands around his neck and kissed him deeply as she moved herself to let Fiel penetrate her more.

With that, Fiel's last ounce of control snapped and he gave her what she craves for. She was moaning in delight as Fiel pounced at her repeatedly and with a certain speed; from a slower phase to picking up higher until it reached its maximum speed, which eventually brought her to that peak of complete ecstasy.

"Clushia," Fiel moaned as she called her name.

"Oh, Fiel. You are so good," Clushia murmured while tears drifted from her eyes. She had given it all to Fiel even though she had no guarantee that he would love her back. She just wanted to feel loved by him. She truly loved this man and from the onset that she laid eyes on him, she knew very well that she finally found the man, whom she would spend her whole life with.

Fiel saw her tears and suddenly, he felt guilty. "Clushia, I am sorry for this. I was not able to control myself," he said worried as he apologized.

"Don't mind me, Sir Fiel, these are tears of joy. I am just so happy to finally make my fantasies come to reality," the young woman said with a smile, although tears were still dripping down her cheeks.

"Clushia, I wanted to be responsible for this. Tell me, when do you want me to visit your home and tell your parents of my intention to marry you?" Fiel suddenly said without even thinking much.

With full of astonishment, Clushia looked at the man, who had been in her dreams for so many nights. "Fiel, are you sure you wanted me to be your wife?" she said, exclaiming.

Fiel smiled at her and gently caressed her lovely face. "I do, Clushia. I wanted you to be my wife."

With much happiness, Clushia embraced Fiel and gave him rains of kisses on his cheeks to his laughter.

"Let me bring you home, Clushia," he then offered as he gathered their clothes that had been scattered on the floor.

"No, there is no need, my Love. See you tomorrow. "

"Clushia, where are your parents? Let me talk to them tonight," Fiel insisted but Clushia sweetly stopped him from speaking as she gave him a quick kiss and thereafter ran outside of his office like a jolly kid.

Fiel shook his head with a smile on his lips. Clushia is still young and he knows he needs more patience to cope with his married life with her. With a wider smile, he sat on his executive chair and closed his eyes, thinking about Clushia. The young woman whose love for him and bravery caught him off guard and took him out of his comfort zone.

...

"Mr. Fiel Davidal?" A police officer asked the Kung Fu trainer of the Wolvy's Martial Arts Training Center. Beside him is another Police Officer, who seemed younger than him.

With a furrowed forehead, Fiel Davidal nodded. " Yes, I am Fiel Davidal. May I know Sir, why you are looking for me?" he inquired, with a wondering voice.

"I am here to ask you a few questions about Ms. Clushia __."

Fiel's forehead furrowed more. "What about her, officer?"

"Where were you last night Mr. Davidal?" the police officer asked while looking at Fiel keenly.

Furrowing further, Fiel replied to the Police Officer. "I was at home, sleeping.

"Do you have a companion at home, who could testify to that?"

"I live alone, Officer. May I know why I am being asked with these nonsense things?"

"Ms. Clushia was found dead last night. She was raped and killed."

Fiel was shocked. "What? I just saw her last night when she left this training center." Suddenly, Fiel could feel a certain pain that crept through his heart as if a sharp blade cut through it. He felt his knees weaken as his feet stayed rooted on where he was standing.

"Did you follow her after she left, Mr. Davidal?"

Fiel looked at the Police Officer and with a shaking voice, he answered, "No. I stayed here for a while before I went home."

"Mr. Fiel Davidal, there are pieces of evidence and witnesses pointing to you as the culprit. Please come with us without any resistance. Be reminded that you are entitled to be silent and to have your lawyer, who would defend you."

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