MY HUSBAND, IS PSYCHOPATH

Alisha walked in a hurry while carrying her camera and hanging it on her left shoulder.

"Alisha! why do you have to carry this much stuff?" Terry asked Alisha's close friend who always accompanied Alisha wherever she went.

"Terry... why are you so fussy? Come on quickly! We have to get there on time." said Alisha as she took Terry's hand across to the Gold Star Hotel where there was a free painting exhibition attended by many famous painters.

"Alisha! Don't walk too fast. I'm out of breath." said Terry stopping right at the entrance of the Gold Star Hotel.

"Terry, you should know... we only have one day left in this city of Bali. Tomorrow morning we have to go back to Jakarta. So, we have to get a good painting to take home." said Alisha with her beautiful eyes.

"Okay, like you said. We're going to be spending a lot of time at this painting show." said Terry following Alisha's long, lanky steps.

"Come on!" said Alisha grabbing Terry's hand which was walking slowly like a snail.

Arriving at the entrance of the hall of the Gold Star Hotel, Alisha let go of Terry's hand and walked into the hall ignoring the people around her other than staring in amazement at the paintings hanging on the walls of the hall of the Gold Star Hotel.

"Oh my God, Terry!! these paintings are beautiful!" said Alisha while covering her mouth walking here and there looking at some of the paintings that she thought were so beautiful.

Because she was too happy Alisha didn't realize her way until her tall body bumped into someone.

"BRUKKK"

Alisha's face turned pale when she saw a man with a cold face looking at her with a sharp gaze.

Without saying anything the man picked up his painting equipment that was scattered on the floor.

When she realized that she was shocked, Alisha approached the man and helped take the watercolors and canvases that the man had not taken.

"Do not touch!!" said the man with a voice full of pressure while snatching the canvas in Alisha's hand.

Immediately Alisha raised her face in fear.

"Please forgive me, really I didn't mean to." said Alisha while pinching her earlobe staring into the two brown eyes in front of her.

With a handsome face that was partially covered by a beard on his hard jaw, as well as slightly long and curly black hair made the man's appearance even more cool and macho.

"No need to apologize, it's useless! You've ruined my painting!" said the man while cleaning the painting of an old woman.

"Can't you fix it? Or should I replace it with some money?" asked Alisha with a panicked face.

The man was silent for a moment then got up from his place.

"Follow me! if you want to change it!" said the man then walked quickly with long strides.

"Terry!! Come on!" called Alisha as she grabbed Terry's hand and ran after the man who had been in trouble with her.

"Ohh, Nooo! Alish! why do we have to chase that guy?" Terry asked with a confused look running after the unknown man.

"Enough! Terry! You shut up." said Alisha, almost approaching the man who entered a large and quiet room.

Alisha stopped in her tracks just as the man turned towards her.

"Are you ready to replace my painting?" said the man in a deep voice.

"Tell me first what should I do to replace your damaged painting?" said Alisha standing upright a bit far right in front of the man.

"Ask your friend to leave this room." said the man with a sharp look.

Alisha turned to Terry and motioned for Terry to leave the room.

Getting a look and a hint from Alisha, Terry immediately came out of the room with a heart full of questions.

"My friend is gone. Now what should I do?" asked Alisha curiously.

"Get in bed, then I'll just say." said the man then took some paint materials as well as a large enough canvas to paint.

Alisha obediently climbed onto the bed and looked at the man with a big question mark.

"Now what should I do?" asked Alisha with her eyebrows raised.

"Lie down on your side facing me. I'll take your face to replace the painting you ruined." said the man without smiling taking his painting equipment.

Having made up her mind to replace the damaged painting, Alisha followed the man's orders by lying on her side.

With her profession as a photo model of Alisha, there is no difficulty at all posing lying on her side.

Without a word the man began to paint a very beautiful Alisha with a beautiful body texture.

For almost an hour Alisha was motionless in her place, facing the handsome but very cold looking man with his sharp brown eyes.

After a while, the man put down his brush tool and approached Alisha.

"Are you tired?" asked the man while handing a bottle of mineral water to Alisha.

Alisha shook her head as she got up from her sleep intending to get out of bed but her feet didn't hit the floor until Alisha fell into the man's arms.

"Sorry." said Alisha looking at the two men's eyes with a very deep gaze.

The man's brown eyes really stabbed into Alisha's heart until Alisha's heart was beating very fast.

Alisha felt that she had fallen in love at first sight with the man who was hugging her.

"You love saying sorry, aren't you bored?" asked the man whispering softly in Alisha's ear.

"Then what should I say? I'm always reckless." said Alisha with beautiful twinkling eyes as the man lifted her waist and plopped down on the bed.

"I like clumsy women." said the man intending to move away but Alisha pulled the man's waist until she fell on top of her.

"My name is Alisha, what's your name?" asked Alisha looking full at the man's face full of beards around his jaw.