101 Days To Be Your Partner
Chapter 67

Damar closed his eyes while stroking Quin's back and then peeked at the girl's long forehead

"Naughty Girl" she whispered and smiled. "Right now I can still control not to touch you Quin. But I don't know, tomorrow-tomorrow will I be strong if you're like this again," he said, then turned around to fix Quin's sleeping position on the mattress.

In his confinement, Damar stared fixedly at Quin's face that looked very calm and then reviewed the smile.

"You can't possibly want to have a hot kiss like that if you're one hundred percent conscious" he said. "Impossible. Why should it be unconscious .. hmm," his his hiss again and then again kissed the girl's forehead and lips. "

After that, he called Adrian. Incidentally Adrian who is still with Al at the club' it looks still chatting at one of the Club's tables'.

As his phone vibrated, he glanced at the flat object.

"Mr Damar" he looked up at Al.

"Yes, answer me" said Al and was answered with a nod of his head.

"Hallo sir, what's wrong?"

"Rian, please prepare the car," Damar ordered.

"Now, Mister?"

"You think?"

"Okay sir" he answered obediently.

"Hm ..." Damar disconnects the call and lays down his body right next to Quin.

"Al, you wait here for a second. I have to get the car ready for the big boss" Adrian said.

"Ok .." replied Al.

Adrian left him at the table and accelerated his way to Damar's car in the parking lot.

"Tumben he asked for his car to be ready" said Adrian shortly after starting the car engine and parked right in front of the club's exit that night.

After that, he again contacted Damar if his car had been parked at the club's door'.

"Sir, my car is parked right in front of the club's entrance" Adrian said.

"Hmm, please send Al to VIP room 01, I want to ask for his help to bring Quin bag," Damar explained.

"Good sir." Adrian ends the call and returns to the club to meet Al.

"Al, boss asked you to VIP room 1. He needs your help to get Quin's bag in there" Adrian explained.

"Surely he's been locked up" dumal Al. "So she drank a lot. I don't know what makes it like that" continued Al then stood up leaving Adrian.

As he continues his steps, he crosses paths with Kinar and Naira.

"Al, what's alone? Which quin?" ask Kinar.

Al just shook his shoulders cuefully and then passed by leaving the two behind.

"A big doubt?!" pissed Kinar.

"Who the hell?!" ask Naira.

"He's Quin's assistant as well as his best friend" explained Kinar as he took a small step.

"Assistant?" asked Naira with her eyebrows linked. "What is Quin's job?" he's getting curious.

"Quin is a designer and owner of QA Boutique" Kinar explained. "Have also discussed it," annoyed Kinar.

"What?!! The designer?! Isn't Mrs Zahirah one of the regulars at QA Boutique? Looks like Mrs Zahirah doesn't know yet if Quin is the owner of the boutique."

Soon the eyes of the two were perfectly rounded when they saw Damar holding an unconscious Quin. Al followed the tail from behind while carrying the girl's bag.

Again Naira felt her blood boiling. "Damn!! Why the hell should he get Damar's attention." He was upset with his hands clenched.

Shortly after laying Quin down in the car seat that had been set, Damar grabbed the Quin bag from Al, then put it in the back seat.

"Al, give this card to Adrian, ask him to pay all his bills for drinks, food and room rent" Damar ordered and gave his credit card to Al.

"All right, you better get Quin home now. Remember, don't mess with him. If you do anything indecent to him, I will never forgive you" Al threatened.

Damar only chuckled at the threat from Quin's best friend.

After making sure Damar's car away, Al again continued his steps into the club'. He approached Adrian, who appeared to be sipping his cigarette.

"Rian .. nih," he handed Adrian the black card. "The room asks to pay all our bills" Al said.

"Hm." Adrian grabbed the card and went to the cashier. "Sist, the bill on behalf of Mr. Damar and Ms. Quin all combined," Adrian said and gave the black card to the cashier.

"Well," said the cashier.

A few minutes later, the two also increased the club' that night and headed for the parking lot.

"Rian, I'm first yes," said Al.

"Hmm .. be careful yes, Al," Adrian said.

Al just nodded then opened the car door. After a few seconds, he began to leave the parking lot. While Adrian, he looks still leaning next to his car while sipping a cigarette.

While cool he took a sip of his cigarette, suddenly his shoulder in the pat someone. Just remember he immediately looked.

"Ah, Naira, what's wrong?" tanyanya then sipped her cigarette again.

"It seems like you guys already know each other closely," Naira asked plainly.

Instantly Adrian knitted his brows with a cynical smile.

"You mean?" tanyakanya.

"Quin, Damar and his assistant" said Naira.

Adrian puffed his cigarette smoke and glanced at the girl.

"Absolutely. Then what's your problem," cynical Adrian. "Why? Are you going to report back if Damar and Quin are having fun at this club?" scolded without looking.

Naira was unmoved but looked furious at the cold man beside her.

A second later Adrian took another sip of his cigarette and threw it away. Without a word, he opened the car door.

"Do you still want to be there?" adrian asked shortly after sitting in the steering wheel and honking his car horn.

Just contact Adrian made him shocked and then get away from the bumper of the cold man's car with a cocky feeling.

As soon as Naira stepped aside, Adrian immediately drove his vehicle to leave the club.

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Damar Residence ...

Upon arriving at his home, Damar approached the door and pressed the password. Because he did not want the events of yesterday to repeat again, he all changed the door password.

The reason of course he did not want his mother, bi Yuni and Naira free to go in and out of the house.

"From tonight I changed the password to the date I first met Quin" he said, smiling. "I'm just Quin and Rian who know this password."

After changing the password of the door, he went back to the car and opened the door.

"Come on, Honey," she whispered, slowly carrying Quin's body and bringing him inside the house and closing the door with her feet.

Damar just shook his head looking at Quin's face that looked so deep in his sleep

"Tomorrow he will surely complain of a headache" Damar said as he climbed the stairs until he reached his room.

He painstakingly laid Quin on the bed and took off his shoes.

"Have a nice dream, Honey," she whispered as she stroked Quin's cheek, buried her lips in her forehead, and descended on the girl's lips. "Quin .. One day I really hope you say I LOVE YOU TOO to me" said Damar.

After that, he went to walk in closet to take off all his clothes. A few minutes later he came back to the bed and lay down next to Quin.

"Quin ..." call her while stroking the girl's face. "Quin ..." call her again with a ignorant smile disrupting the girl's sleep.

But Quin just turned around and turned his position into a stomach. Once again Damar just commented a smile.

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