Novel & Cerita Bekas Luka Di Wajah Pria

Luca's men opened the door to reveal a small, barely lit room with a man strapped to a seat in the corner. The flimsy underpant he wore did nothing to cover his dignity. His face and body was covered in horrible bruises of different colors. Luca walked into the room, taking the seat opposite of the man. He stared at the man with menacing eyes as he spoke in a dark,low voice, "I must say you're really tough but too bad I'm not here for games, I hope you're ready to talk"

He looks like shit. His face is a mess, a canvas of bruises, cuts, and swelling. His left eye was nearly swollen shut, the eyelid puffy and discolored. A gash above his right eyebrow had been stitched up hastily, the black thread standing out against his pale skin. His nose was crooked, as if it had been broken at least once, and his lips were split and bloody.

"I can't turn the other eye when he's going through a lot." "You should've." Luca moaned, slowly blinking his eyes open. Cece and I stared at each other with wide eyes that trailed down to the man who was sitting up on the couch. "Hi, Cara." He gave me his infamous Luca smile, but it lacked its usual energy. "Hi, Luca." I gave him a small wave in reply, watching his eyes flicker to my bump for a brief second. "You look ready to pop anytime soon." "And you look like shit," I deadpanned, stating the truth. He had hair sticking up in various directions, and his stubble had grown into a rough beard.

he asked, his voice laced with surprise and disbelief. Luca took a few steps closer, his own expression a mix of shock and relief. “Jerry… is that really you?” The stranger paused, then slowly reached up, pulling off the mask that had concealed his face. Underneath, his features were hard and scarred, evidence of past battles and hardships. A weary smile flickered across his face as he took in the sight of his old friend. “Luca… It’s really you,” he said, a note of warmth breaking through his otherwise hardened tone.

Few of his ribs were cracked and his face was bloodied with a few swelling at different part. The beating continued until Luke passed out

It would be better if Lucas' face remained disfigured forever. Although Lucas did not know him, he saw that Cedric's clothes looked quite expensive. He also knew that Cedric was likely somebody of status. He said, "I got burned in a car accident. My face should be able to recover significantly." Cedric was unhappy. How could he recover significantly? The burn marks on Lucas' face covered most of his cheeks and forehead. Thus, his facial features and face shape were not affected. In this case, his skin would be restored later after half of his face recovered. Given his good facial features, he still looked good.

That's something that I didn't want, so I was going to do everything in my power to make sure that didn't happen. “Were you followed?” The man asked, I shook my head at his question. Taking in his appearance, I cringed at the sight in front of me. He had a long scar on the right side of his face that seemed to be somewhat infected. A thick, yellowish substance was oozing out of the open area that missed a couple of stitches. “Good, anything that I should know?” I folded my arms, still unsure if I should do this or not. “He's still not getting better, I suggest the war should be called off for now.” The man laughed as if what I were saying was the most ridiculous thing he had ever heard.

he thought, pain shooting through him at the idea of being rejected. Prius turned around, and Luke steeled himself, trying his best to prepare for what was to come. The Beta looked at his mate, standing before him. He drew his lower lip between his teeth while his eyes roamed all over Luke's face and ran down his body. "He's gorgeous!" Prius marvelled, taking in the bright grey eyes that shone against his dark skin. The asymmetrical cut completed the man extremely sexy look.

"I'm serious I won't tell you, so stop what you are doing" "I'm not expecting you to tell me about that, I know you would tell me when you are ready, you can open your eyes now". He said, as I slowly open my eyes and look to his direction. My face connect with the same green eyes as my own as I trace the feature of his face with my eyes, his face is so smooth, he nose is slightly crocked and his jaw is well defined, he would have been so perfect and very handsome if not for the wound that cut across his face from under his right eyes to the left side of his cheek to form an arc. I tried not to shudder at the sight of the injury, black substance that has been used to rub it can be seen.

Lucy’s point of view: The man looked like an ordinary human. His face was pale and his lips and gums were severely contused. He closed his eyes, revealing an anguished expression. Blood flowed from the corner of his lips. "What's the problem?" I squatted next to him and checked his condition. I guess he was suffering from an internal injury.