
Brak!!
Prangs!!
The sound of things falling and breaking filled the entire room. The servants lowered their heads in fear while quietly chanting do'a so as not to be affected by his anger.
Adyan regulated the hunting breath.
The top three buttons of his shirt came off, his hair was disheveled and his eyes flashed furiously.
Again, the man slammed a vase of flowers worth millions of dollars. Not enough just that, Adyan kicked the table nearby, while his mouth took out some ump*tan.
Adyan's burly hand drew roughly one of the servants there.
"Tell me, do I look like someone that others can ignore?" ask the man.
The waiter did not answer quickly.
Too strong a check made the waiter endure the pain. Although the ringisan managed to be held back, but the tears of extreme pain and fear escaped just like that.
"ANSWER!!" force Adyan.
"T-no Sir. You don't deserve to be ignored."
The waiter was getting scared. His body shook violently.
"Curtain! Just crying!"
"Sorry Lord."
Adyan's eyeballs observed the appearance of the woman in front of him for a moment. There was an unprovoked annoyance he felt all of a sudden.
"I like your answer, but I don't like seeing you."
Adyan's reflex speech made the maid raise her face.
"Pardon me!" said the waiter when he realized his leniency.
"Olivia!"
Olivia, whose name is called, immediately replied, "yes, sir?"
"Fired him!"
Adyan's index finger pointed at the servant.
The servant's eyes were perfectly rounded. His heart almost stopped beating hearing his Master's words.
"No! Please, not Sir! Don't fire me! I beg for mercy!"
The female servant immediately sat on the floor with her hands pleading in front of her chest. His crying is breaking.
That was a fatal mistake.
The more the woman cried, the more fed up Adyan saw her.
"Olivia! What are you waiting for?! Quickly drive him out of my sight!"
"No, Sir! Please forgive my mistake, sir!" please waiter.
"Olivia!"
Olivia hesitates.
Basically the waiter had no faults.
Adyan fired him for no apparent reason, as was not the Adyan Olivia had known and served.
Usually Adyan is not easily carried away by emotions.
And, the one who managed to make the man's emotions mess up was Laquitta Grizelle.
"Olivia, did you hear my orders?!" Adyan's voice was once again heard.
"Sorry sir, but do you not want to think about it anymore? I think the waiter is innocent."
"Now are you starting to dare to challenge me?!"
"That's not what it means, sir."
"Fire or kill!"
Olivia was speechless to hear the choice coming out of the man's lips.
If this was the case, Olivia could do nothing more. He can only hope that Arvin and Sasha will come and help him calm Adyan down.
Fortunately, just as Olivia hoped, Arvin and Sasha came along.
Arvin's eyes went around observing all the shattered and irregular objects. Then, his gaze turned to the figure of Adyan who had a sinister aura.
Arvin gulped his saliva.
Although he has known for a long time, Arvin still does not guarantee his safety if Adyan's emotions are unstable.
"Ad—I mean Sir, please calm yourself first," said Arvin softly.
In fact, he did not dare to call Adyan's name directly as usual.
"Shut up!"
That one word succeeded in making Arvin close his mouth tightly.
"You scared? Very cowardly," Sasha whispered.
"You didn't see that look? Could die if I'm wrong." Arvin whispered back.
"Coward."
"Hey! Don't be so reckless!"
"Master, Miss, please don't fight now. There's something else you need to do." Olivia near them commented softly, realising the two people were the reason they were called to this place.
"Olivia, why still let that waitress in here?" Adyan asked again. "Oh, you really want that waitress to keep working here? It's okay, but in exchange you're fired!"
The waiter's tears grew louder. Before Olivia could take her, she prostrated herself to Adyan.
"I beg you to forgive me, sir! I don't know where else to go if I get fired. Let me make amends."
But all the words of the servant were useless.
Crying, begging, prostrating and kissing Adyan's shoes have been done, but nothing has worked.
Arvin opened his mouth, about to defy Adyan's orders, but his mouth closed again.
Some men in suits forcibly pulled the female servant status. While the other servants were getting more agitated. Fear they will be the next victims.
"Is your apology so valuable that she can't afford it?"
The loud voice of a woman diverted the attention of all the people in that place.
Adyan's lips grinned at his arrival.
"Yes, not everyone can pay for it" Adyan replied.
"Oh, huh?"
"certain. What are you asking for? Do you want to apologize too?" ask Adyan from the beginning.
"Yes, I want to apologize. I didn't mean to ignore you."
Adyan's eyebrows shot up, quite surprised by Itta's words.
I don't know why the woman's apology felt different from the waiter's apology.
The anger that was originally stirring is now slowly fading though not completely.
The man intentionally hid it.
"You think I'll just forgive you?" Adyan smiled cynically.
"Lantas, what should I do so that you can forgive me?"
"Kiss me."
Itta glared at hearing it. Not only the woman, but all the people there also reacted the same, including the servant who was about to be expelled earlier.
"Basic gil—"
Itta's sentence had to stop in the middle of the road. He gritted his teeth.
"Is there no other way?" ask Itta.
"Nothing."
"I'm willing to prostrate if you want to."
"That's not what I want."
Itta's hands clenched tightly on both sides.
Perhaps kowtowing would hurt his pride, but when compared to kissing Adyan first, then Itta would choose the first option.
Itta would no longer fight with the man.
"You want me to do that to get your forgiveness? Well then, that waitress could also get your apologies if she kissed you?"
"no need. You can replace him apologizing. I'll let you do that."
Embarrassing.
Itta felt Adyan was humiliating himself in public. However, in this situation Itta could only comply.
For the sake of his true purpose, Itta was willing to do anything.
Once again, the intention to seek revenge was too deep to make him willing to do anything.
If he gets an apology from Adyan, then he can make another request from the man. A request that can make it reach its destination.
"Well, I'll do it," Itta broke up.
The woman walked over to Adyan. His whole eye focused on him.
Itta neutralized her feelings. Itta's feet are high-toed. Then, his lips touched the opponent's lips.
No response from Adyan.
Itta's lips began to act little by little. After a few seconds of silence, Adyan replied. The man now dominates the movement.
Itta desperately held back her feelings of shame and disgust.
Really, Itta hates Adyan and this situation.
Their link was eventually cut off. Adyan and Itta breathe a lot of fresh air. Breathing blows pummeled each other, sharing a warm sensation.
"Great work!" praise Adyan. He patted proudly the top of Itta's head. The next second the man's eyes explored. "What are you guys doing? Go now!"
At Adyan's words, the people who had originally watched immediately left Adyan and Itta both at that place.
Adyan sat on the bench. One of his legs was raised upward, while the other leg became a pedestal. Those sharp eyes were pointing right at where Itta was standing.
"Well, what do you want from me?" asked Adyan without further ado.
"What do you mean?"
"Tell me. I know, you're apologizing for wanting something from me."
As expected, Adyan could always read his thoughts. That guy was horrible.
"Because you ask me that question immediately, then I won't mince words anymore."
"certain."
"I want you to give me the right to live and die 'someone'."