Beautiful Thief And The King
Unbelievingly

Because her clothes were torn off at the back, Freya waited for Norman in the room because Norman was going to buy clothes for her. Not only buying clothes, Norman was looking for a topical remedy for Freya's wounds to dry quickly and looking for a cure to remove scars.

Norman makes it an opportunity to talk to Kendrick because he has a plan for the enemy caught by them. While contacting Kendrick, Norman was at the cafe because he wanted to buy Freya a cup of coffee.

"Have you found his whereabouts?" ask Norman to his men.

"Of course you have, sir. My men have brought him. What am I supposed to do with that woman?" kendrick asked, he should know what orders he'll get next.

"Introgate the woman, find out where archaeologist Nathan Walner is from. If he doesn't want to, then take him to Hong Kong and return him to the Black Scorpion organization. You know what I mean, don't you?" he'll give the organization a little surprise. He'll show the organization if they can't just find an opponent.

"I know, sir," Kendrick replied.

"Well, find out where Nathan Walner is too. The possibility of him being in the hands of Black Scorpion so investigate without anyone knowing!" Norman gave the order.

"Well, sir," Kendrick replied.

Norman saved his phone after giving the order. The coffee he wanted was delivered, now it was time to go back to the room because everything Freya needed he had. Luckily no police were looking even though the mess they were doing became news that adorned the entire television station. Fortunately, he removed traces of their presence at the scene.

Norman went into the room, he thought Freya was relaxing but in fact Freya was lying on the bed with her back to him. Norman stepped closer slowly, the items he was carrying were placed on the floor.

Norman climbed into the bed slowly so that Freya did not know. Freya must be sleeping after the grueling action they did today. Norman's hands coiled up slowly on Freya's body as she was already lying behind Freya. A swipe of her hand made Freya move for a while but she went back to sleep.

Norman turned over Freya's body slowly, he wanted to see her face. The tremendous fatigue that he was experiencing made Freya not realize if Norman was looking at his face and playing his finger on his face without stopping.

Norman's mind wandered, he felt unwilling if he could not see that face in bed anymore. Norman sighed, something strange happened to him. Something that shouldn't have happened but he didn't know what feeling he was feeling right now. Damn, he's like a young man who's in obscurity.

Hm! Freya brushed off Norman's hand that was still playing on her face.

Norman smiled, Freya's nape was pulled suddenly so that it made Freya surprised and woke up from her sleep especially Norman kissed her lips suddenly too. Both of Freya's eyes glared, Norman's face the first time she saw. Norman did not release his lips until Freya hit him on the shoulder in need of a breath.

"You crazy man!" Freya regulated her hunting breath. It felt like fainting but Norman actually smiled and rubbed his face slowly.

"What's wrong with you?" ask Freya astonished.

"No, I feel the time is near!" said Norman.

"Near by, what do you mean?" Freya didn't understand.

"When I found out your father's whereabouts were near, I felt that we would soon discover the whereabouts of the stone."

"Well, that's great news!" Freya shifted to hug Norman who was lying on his back.

"You look happy?" Norman glanced at him for a while then he looked back at the sky of the room.

"Of course I'm happy, this way my job is done. The mission of finding the stone and my father was done!" Freya.

Norman was silent, Freya sounded very happy but she was not happy at all. The face was rubbed violently, what was going on with it? Norman's silent attitude astonished Freya. What's wrong with that guy?

"Do I have to celebrate with a party to make me look happy?" Norman turned around, looked at Freya's face and played his finger back.

"Is there something on my face?" freya asked because Norman was looking at her endlessly.

"No, I've bought medicine for your wounds to dry quickly. Let me put it on!"

"Did you buy me a shirt?" Freya was already sitting on the bed and tidying her hair.

"Of course, with a cup of coffee!"

Norman moved, Freya hugged back from behind. Her lips landed on the nape of Freya, making Freya bend her neck due to amused because of Norman's lips that continue to play on her neck.

"Relin', Norman. Get your fucking lips off me!" freya said, pushing Norman's face.

"It feels like we haven't been like this for a long time, Freya," Norman didn't stop his lips from continuing to play even as both hands were busy playing on the two already slightly large objects in his hand.

"Omong empty, we just did it at home!" Freya tries to hold back, holding back the passion that began to splash due to the kiss and touch of Norman's hand.

"It looks like these two mountains are already enlarged," Norman teased.

"Just get rid of your hands!" Freya hits the hand of Norman who is still playing non-stop.

"Quick apply the medicine, the coffee you buy just watch out if it's cold. You have to buy her a new one!" Freya hurriedly shuffled away from Norman.

"Ck, your shitty attitude is back again!" Norman shuffled and sat down beside Freya.

"Quickly, after this you will have to incline my two feet that are sore from running too much!" Freya raised one leg before Norman.

"alright, fine. You really don't deserve to be a queen!"  Norman went to pick up the items on the floor and the coffee on the table.

"You always say that? Are you a king?" Freya looked towards Norman with a serious look.

"What if I'm really a king?" Norman approaches him again and gives Freya coffee, "Are you going to believe it, Freya?" ask again.

Freya takes the coffee given by Norman. Is Norman joking, or is he being serious? The two of them looked at each other, Freya was imagining Norman being a king at this time. Brutal and perverted king.

"Pffl!" Freya let out a laugh, for some reason she felt Norman was so silly in the clothes of a king that she did not know which country the king was from.

"Why? Is there anything funny?" ask Norman.

"Hey, just wake up. You're king but you're the dreamer king so stop fantasizing. Only a fool would believe if you were king. Which king is playing around outside like you so don't dream!" Freya.

"Well, good if you don't believe it!" said Norman.

"Of course, I'm still sane so I won't believe it!" Freya took a sip of her coffee, she went back to silence and thought but not for long as her loud laughter sounded. It was because he re-imagined Norman as a king and for him it was very funny. Looks like Norman's head hit, hopefully he'll come to his senses soon. Norman does not care about Freya's laughter, it's up to Freya to believe it or not that surely he has a little opened his identity.