LOVER MONSTER!
23. The scent.

The celebration at the Hello bar only lasted for a short while. Thanks to the suddenly windy and thunderous weather out there, Jessica cs instantly splits out of Hello bar to get home.

Jessica was dissatisfied at the little celebration she had made that night, but no matter what. He did not want his friends to be caught in the rain.

"Contact me when you get home" Jessica said before parting ways with her friends. He heads for a taxi Ethan stopped for him, and waves before darting home to Elixir.

At that time, the clock on Jessica's phone showed at 11 p.m. While Jessica opened the cafe door anyway, a rain stub greeted the earth with a rush. Jessica rushed in and locked the door. After that, while loosening the brown trench coat she was wearing, Jessica climbed the stairs to her room.

Perhaps because Demian had already stopped bothering her this fortnight, Jessica did not feel any alertness as she breezed into her room. He thought, Demian will never appear there again.

At least, that was how Jessica thought until when she threw her coat on the sofa and was about to take off the white blouse she was wearing, a deheman voice surprised her. It comes from the kitchen set in the corner of the room.

"Extm..."

Jessica spontaneously lowered her blouse back to its original position, eyes widened stunned. The heart jumped down to his stomach.

"Demians?"

"For a long time no see" said Demian. The man was holding his arm up on Jessica's kitchen table, a slanted smile on his face. "Ah, did I surprise you? You can continue what you're doing" Demian said.

"Haha, you think that's funny?" Jessica throbbing. He-ignoring Demian's seductive look at the damned, charming-looking, chose to put his focus on Demian's existence itself.

"When did you come? Wait a minute.., that's not it, why are you here?"

"What's with that cruel question? I told you I'd play here a lot, right? When are you gonna get used to it?"

"It's weird that I'm used to it."

Jessica looked at Demian more closely and realized that the man was now using his coffee machine to make drinks.

"Make me one" Jessica asked. His intonation turned spoiled. Jessica pleaded with a wide grin blooming on her face.

When else could he drink Demian's coffee? It's a rare opportunity.

"I think you're content having fun out there" Demian said. She watched Jessica from top to bottom. Jessica who looks charming despite only wearing a white blouse and tight black jeans.

Demian regretted interrupting Jessica earlier. If only he had kept his mouth shut for longer, he might have been able to see a scene that hypnotized his eyes even more.

"I only drank three glasses" Jessica said. "Because of the rain, we decided to go home early."

Jessica entered the kitchen set and watched the coffee machine. "Should I make food?" Jessica wondered.

"I didn't know you could cook."

"Did you underestimate me? I'm the owner of the coolest cafe in Vegas, you know!"

"Well, where did you learn to be narcissistic?"

"I'm not a narcissist, you idiot." Jessica punched Demian's arm in annoyance. "I won't say anything if the facts don't match."

Demian notices Jessica now digging through the contents of her refrigerator, looking for something that can be processed into food.

"So, where do you get the fact that Elixir is the coolest cafe in Vegas?" Demian again paid attention to his coffee glass. He also made a cup of coffee for Jessica.

"Hmmm, an angel by the name of Oscar Brown said it" Jessica replied.

Unaware of the impact her words had on Demian, Jessica closed the refrigerator door and ruffled her waist. "Should I steal food downstairs? I didn't find anything to cook here."

"Oscar Brown?" Demian was still fixated on that name. Why-of all the people there, did Jessica mention Oscar by name? How could? Did Oscar secretly meet Jessica?

"Mmm, she's a journalist at the Las Vegas Guide Room. You know that site, right? Sites that promote cool places in Vegas. Wow, it feels so good because the name Elixir was finally mentioned there. I was so moved that I shed tears."

Jessica is back in her fangirl mode. He clenched his cheeks in the palm of his hand, a longing face for the figure of Oscar that he did not know who.

"Huh, so.., that guy, he reviewed Elixir on his site."

"That's how it is, so what do you want? Biscuits or apple pie?"

"Apple pie sounds good." Demian made her choice and at the same time, ended the topic of Oscar Brown who had become a hero in Jessica's eyes.

While Jessica ran down to her cafe, Demian brought two cups of coffee he made to the sofa. Demian fiddled with her phone for a while while waiting for Jessica to return.

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Not only did she bring a plate of apple pie, Jessica ended up bringing a plate of chocolate biscuits as well. He placed the two dishes on the table before sitting next to Demian. Since the sofa in Jessica's room had only one, Jessica took a considerable distance from Demian.

Jessica noticed Demian's homemade coffee at the table and secretly smiled happily. His idol's coffee is the best. Must immortalize!

"I don't think you'll ever come back" those honest words came out of Jessica's lips lightly. "I've been living comfortably lately."

"Maybe it's because I don't want you to live comfortably, that's why I'm back." Demian answered while mocking Jessica. "So, do you miss me, Jesse?"

"Very," said Jessica sarcastically. She probably missed Demian.

"I miss you too."

Eh?

Jessica turned to Demian and did not expect that the man would say that. What happened to Demian's brain? His words were very unusual, and did not show that he was joking. That's scary, to be honest.

"Where have you been lately?" Jessica changed the topic in awkwardness. While chewing on her apple pie, Jessica waited for Demian to respond.

"Hmmm..." Jessica mangosteen.

So Demian is not unemployed.vYah. But what kind of work does he do? Jessica was curious.

"I thought about you and worried about you while I was there" Demian said. This time he strolled his hand and swept away the trail of pie crumbs that littered the corner of Jessica's lips with his thumb.

"I wonder, what were you thinking as long as I wasn't around?"

"Me?" Jessica pulled her head back from the reach of Demian's hand. "I didn't think of anything" Jessica responded seriously.

"I heard you met Jake Allendale when I wasn't around" Demian leaned toward Jessica and slashed the distance between them. "Are you in love with that son of a bitch?"

"Ew? What the fuck?" Jessica won't, back off. "Why your sudden accusation? Besides, how do you know about the meeting? Are you stalking me?"

"Don't underestimate my connection" Demian said. "So, tell me, what's the reason you and Jake met? You don't really like it, do you? I mean, I'm right in front of you. How could you like another man."

"You seem more narcissistic." Jessica held Demian's chest which continued to gush before her face. "You know you can talk without having to corner me at all, don't you?"

Demian finally retreated after being pushed and pinched by Jessica here and there. "I'm serious, compared to Jake, I'm pretty confident that I'm better than him in any aspect."

"Hiek, I don't care."Jessica shudders. "After all, whatever my business is with Jake, I don't think it's any of your business at all. Why do you care about my personal business? Is disturbing my privacy not enough for you?"

Demian slicked his shoulders. "As long as you don't like it, I don't think I'm going to take issue with your meeting."

"What if I like him?" Why would Demian act like he could manage Jessica at will? It sucks!

"I wouldn't agree, Jake's an asshole."

"As if you weren't." Jessica squinted her eyes.

At the end of the annoying topic, Jessica again put her focus on food at the table. Every now and then, he responded to Demian's questions and the ridicule the man made. Occasionally, he only responded to the man by throwing fists at his arms and pinching.

Until the time showed at half-time and the apple pie was already in the glass dish, Demian handed Jessica a tiny pink paperbag.

"What's this?" tanya flowed out of Jessica's lips while she scanned the paperbag carefully.

"Gifts for women are made" Demian said.

"Me?"

Demian nodded.

"When did I bring it?" Jessica was irritated, but even so, she still smiled happily at the gift Demian had given her. The man was very surprising. What about her kindness that came up all of a sudden? Is he going to meet his end?

"Can I open it now?"

"M."

With Demian's approval, Jessica opened the contents of the paperbag. After successfully opening the wrapper, Jessica found a parfume with an elegant, fuschia-colored glass bottle inside. He noticed the brand name on the glass bottle and was spontaneously amazed.

"Are you sure this is for me?" The parfume is an expensive parfume. Jessica wasn't sure she dared to use it for once. It would be so futile.

"I think the smell will be very suitable for you" Demian said. He grabbed the bottle of parfume from Jessica's hand and before Jessica understood what she was about to do, Demian had already sprayed the contents of the parfume into Jessica's neck. The cold water made Jessica freeze instantly.

The sweet aroma of vanilla burst into the air, not so sharp. Jessica put her hair to the other side of her shoulder. He rubbed the traces of the parfume Demian sprayed on his skin. "It's..."

Demian calmly moved forward.

Jessica frozen. Rigid round eyes.

"..." - ".Without being able to make a sound, Jessica was flabbergasted at Demian's sudden movements docked towards her. Cut the distance between them.

Demian-in a move that Jessica had not anticipated at all, suddenly just corner Jessica on the shoulder of the sofa. Eyes meet eyes.

Before Jessica could process what was going on there, Demian rubbed Jessica's black mane and buried her face in Jessica's neckline, which gave off a sweet scent of vanilla.

Demian's warm breath was anchored on Jessica's pale neck. Creating a heat reaction spread all over Jessica's face, staining her pink.

"W-what are you doing?" Jessica said with bated breath. Both of his hands held on Demian's shoulders. Intercepting the man to move closer, even though it was a futile act.

Demian's face had now set on his nape.

"What am I doing?" Demian asked back, he went down Jessica's neck with the tip of his nose. Touching the trail of sweet fragrance that now mingled on Jessica's skin.

"De-Demian?" Jessica gets scared. Nervousness and panic combine.

"What do you think I'll do?" demian's whispers sounded low charming.

Demian-in the silence of the night who was just listening to the rushing sound of the rain, made a move that made Jessica hold her breath for a long time.

Demian, with the calmness of her expression, breathed in the sweet fragrance inherent in Jessica's skin. It was as if the girl was oxygen for him.

Jessica's heart stopped beating at once. A pair of her emerald irises stared pusingly at Demian's curly mane still tickling his jaw. Creates butterflies flying on his stomach.

Jessica, right then and there, lost the power to process Demian's actions that were beyond reason and thought.

"As expected" whispered Demian. Her lips rubbed against Jessica's red earlobes. "This scent is perfect for you."

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