LOVER MONSTER!
6. Approach Methods.

In the end, Jessica did not sleep until morning.

At that time, Jessica wanted to escape and seek help from outside. However, for some reason, something else from inside him said no. As if Demian's existence wasn't scary enough, why did he feel heavy-hearted to report Demian to the police?

Is it because that man didn't actually do violence to her? Did the man's verbal threats and casual behavior put Jessica's vigilance down? Jessica didn't know at all. To be sure, when the sun came up, Jessica was still sitting on the sofa. Eyes were fixed on his bed which now housed the foreign man whom he had once admired.

Bellamy Demian.

It feels like dreaming. No matter how many explanations were repeated in front of her nose, Jessica still had trouble rationalizing the situation that was happening now. Because that man is Demian, because Jessica is Jessica. Their lives are like parallel lines.

They shouldn't breathe in the same room, especially if it's Jessica's.

"Tsk!"

Tired of thinking, Jessica decided to get off the couch. He decided to take a bath while Demian fell asleep. He needs to say hello to his employees at eight, and also, Jessica needs to talk back to Demian. For that, he needed to prepare himself in a fresh-fresh condition and most importantly, sane.

*

Jessica came out of the bathroom 15 minutes later. He did not intend to stay in the bathroom for a long time because of the foreign existence that was controlling his room. Jessica was afraid that Demian would wake up and do something she did not know at all.

"Don't worry about me. My situation is safe for a while. You just need to inform me of his progress. Also.., don't forget what I ordered..."

As Jessica exits, Jessica finds Demian talking on the phone with someone only God and Demian knows who. Jessica looked at the man's back that was not wrapped in clothes. Beautiful tan skin such as honey and muscular muscles are able to make a woman blush.

Ugh, even though the man is a criminal who has invaded his private space, Jessica can't turn a blind eye if Demian has perfect body proportions.

"Mmm, I get it." Demian turned around after he heard the sound of footsteps. Jessica, still in her bathrobe, sauntered towards the closet. The soft aroma of strawberries wafted in the air. The corners of Demian's lips were drawn obliquely. That must be the smell of the shampoo.

"alright. I'll call you later."

Deciding on her phone call, Demian again pocketed her phone in her pants pocket. "Hey, do you have any clothes to wear?"

Jessica looked at him with cruel delicacies. "What's? Now you want to wear my dress too?"

"Tsk.., I think we made peace last night. You're still chatty and annoying." Demian sultry. He drenched in sweat while playing hide-and-seek with his enemies on the streets. Now here she is - in Jessica's room still staring at her like a germ - with no clean clothes to wear.

"Peace, snore!" Jessica's still mad, just so you know.

"You don't intend to frown forever, do you?" Demian crossed arms. The small movements created by Demian made the muscles in his arm more visible.

Jessica swore, sooner or later she would pry her own eye seeds because she had noticed something else.

"I mean, if you're still afraid of me, you can't possibly be confident getting out of the bathroom in a bathrobe" Demian added.

"This is my house. I'm free to wear anything."

"Pfft..," Demian laughed again. "Well, forget it. I don't hate what I see now anyway."

"Huh?"

Demian slicked his shoulders. A pair of dark irises swept Jessica back from toe to head, and right then and there, Demian did not lie. Although Jessica did not have a high score in her heart, Demian would not close her eyes if the pale body with water melts on her skin - very attractive. He's a normal guy, okay!

Jessica-not feeling comfortable being under Demian's gaze, immediately takes her clothes out of the closet and heads back towards the bathroom.

*

About ten minutes into preparing herself in the restroom, Jessica finally came out. He slightly hoped Demian would disappear from his room, but the man was still there. Lying on his couch, still bare-chested.

"Take this." said Jessica, he threw a white t-shirt that he took from the bottom of his closet into Demian's face. "Don't put your sweat on my couch."

"It's not sweet at all." Demian is bitter about Jessica's treatment. If only that woman wasn't the host she was hiding in, she would probably have snapped at the girl by now.

"Let's!" Jessica suddenly clapped her hands. "If you want to be treated sweetly, you should stay with Angela. When I think back, wasn't he your best friend. Even though she has a boyfriend now, I don't think she'll be cruel enough to refuse to help you. What say?"

Jessica realized this. Demian can go to Angela's. The man did not need to nest in his house and disturb his calm routine.

"I don't want to trouble Angela," Demian murmured, her voice softening faintly.

Demian nodded. "You're different. Since you've brought Angela up, I'll bring up your actions that night."

"..."

"Originally, I don't have a high tolerance for people who like to interfere in my affairs. You know what I used to do to people who eavesdropped on me? I'm gonna pry that guy's ear out so he can't hear it at all."

"You.." Jessica pointed her index finger. He approached Demian who was sitting on the sofa and looked at the man in frustration. "You're threatening me again!"

"I'm just a little nostalgic." Demian greeted Jessica's index finger still outstretched in front of her nose. "Now, how about you be a little polite?"

"You can't expect courtesy when you're an inbound guest without permission. You're a criminal."

Demian sighed. He pulls Jessica's wrist and forces the girl to sit next to him. Jessica said that although her eyes were alert.

It's funny, as if he could protect himself. Demian wants to laugh.

"You're being tense like this the first time you've brought a man in here." Demian tries to melt the tension by teasing Jessica, but Jessica's offended expression makes Demian gape.

"No..., lie, right?" Did the girl really never bring a man into her room?

It's Vegas, for Christ's sake. It felt very unnatural when he found a woman who had never brought a man into his room. Moreover, Jessica was not a girl who was in her early 20s. He is at least, already at the age of 25 years and above.

"What are you talking about?" Jessica avoided the topic by acting upbeat. A faint hue crept on his cheeks and earlobes. "You know, if I ever bring a man into my room or not, it's none of your business."

"Okay, then..." Demian held back a smile. "Then, you should be fine with me staying in your room for a while."

"???"

Jessica did not understand Demian's thoughts at all. As Jessica recalled, the man was an arrogant man with a charming cold demeanor. Now, why does he talk so much?

"I mean, if you're not comfortable with me being an uninvited guest, a criminal, how about you change your point of view on me?"

"What?"

"You know, I could be the girlfriend you brought to your room, if you want?"

"DADDY?" The idea of Demian being her boyfriend spontaneously left Jessica strangled. He pulled his body back and hit the shoulder of the sofa. "You're kidding me, right?"

"I'm willing to give any service if that means you're willing to support me." Demian raised the tip of Jessica's fingers towards her lips. He kissed the back of the white hand and gave a slight bite at the tip of the index finger that had been pointed in front of his nose.

He moved to tease Jessica there, still bare-chested. His curly mane was a little messy and covered his forehead. In a shady gaze that implied a veiled desire, Demian grabbed Jessica's chin, about to give a kiss on the pink lips that were thinly opened from being stunned.

That time too...

THE PLAQUE!

A slap landed on Demian's cheek. Jessica looked at him with a sigh.

Jessica is not a connoisseur of violence and she has never slapped a man before. Slapping Demian, somehow, didn't give him the satisfaction. Jessica felt a little guilty, but she didn't want to feel guilty. He did the right thing. Demian almost stole his kiss.

"If you dare to touch me again, I'll kick you out of here!" Jessica threatened Demian before running out of the room.

Demian grieving.

A pair of dark irises shot towards Jessica's bedroom door while wondering. What methods should he do so that the girl does not throw him out?

The approach to using threats was unsuccessful, and using intimation was not effective. Was he not handsome enough until Jessica rejected his existence?

Damn it, it's free that Demian talks a lot.

"Must I use that method alone?"

One final solution hung in Demian's mind, in the end.

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