LOVER MONSTER!
7. Foreign Visitors.
Jessica's smile expands when Ethan greets her. Jessica wasn't excited today. His mood deteriorated and all of that happened because of the man who was now in his room. Jessica hoped the man would leave soon. At least, after she finished her breakfast, Jessica wished she had not met Demian again.
The man could find another place to hide from whatever it was that was after him. Jessica doesn't want to get involved in a conflict that doesn't involve her at all. Especially when the conflict is a Demian conflict. Jessica still shuddered in horror as she recalled the sight of Demian hitting someone in a narrow alley that night.
"Jesse, are you okay?" Ethan scolds Jessica considering that the girl has not eaten her waffle at all.
"Oh?"
"I know this is not my place to interfere, but.., if you have something weighing on your mind, you can share a story with me or with Dania. Don't take your problems alone."
"Aww, are you worried about me, Ethan?" Jessica drives Ethan into a joke. "Are you a real angel?"
"Stop teasing me and eat your breakfast." Ethan leaves Jessica. The clink of the bell signaled the incoming customer attracted Jessica's attention. He turned his head towards the door and found a man standing ferociously there, he-rather than looking like a regular guest at Elixir, looked more like a gangster.
Long platinum blonde hair, patterned satin shirt with three buttons open, tattoo on chest to neck, piercing on left and right ear, army boots.
As her job, Dania greeted the fierce man with a creepy tall body. As long as Dania and the stranger exchanged words, Jessica did not lower her attention at all. Jessica was afraid that something would happen to Dania, so she increased her vigilance.
Not long after exchanging words with the man, Dania sauntered hastily towards Jessica.
"What's up, Dan?" Before Dania spoke, Jessica had already grabbed him first.
"Boss..., umm, that guy, he came to look for you."
"Huh?"
"Said you wanted to install a new key for your balcony door."
"..." - ".This must be Demian. That bastard, what is he doing? Why would he invite a man as big as a bear to Elixir? Is he intending to scare the regular here?!
"Boss, did you really call him?" Dania still has a hard time believing. It's impossible for a locksmith to come in here with such an appearance.
"I just remembered, I did need a new key" Jessica said at last. He got off his stool and patted Dania's arm slowly. "I'll see him, don't worry."
"Ugh, then.." Dania was unable to comment anything. He just stared at Jessica's back with concern.
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"Are you Jessica Cerise?" the foreign man with the jingling piercing greeted Jessica.
At that time, Jessica felt that the man could open a jewelry store with only accessories attached to his body. Heck, is he a walking gold shop? Wait, is that real gold? The price may be expensive.
"If so, what brings you here?"
Although the man in front of Jessica was now quite scary, everything Jessica was afraid of was slouching into her big toe. Now, Jessica just felt an overwhelming annoyance. He doesn't like it when someone invades his business space.
"I'm Adam" said the man. "You may not know me, but I can crush that arrogant face of yours with the palm of my hand."
"Should I call the police now?"
"..." - ".Adam was quite good at hiding his expression. However, her enlarged pupils made Jessica realize that the man was flabbergasted at his reply.
"You.., didn't you listen to what I just said?"
"You threatened me just now. Isn't it natural for me to feel insecure and call the police now. Anyway, if you came here just to spit out some bullshit, you better get out of here. Your performance..," Jessica shines a spotlight on Adam with a judgmental look. "-quite intimidating."
"Jeez, I can't believe Demian is really here." No matter how Adam saw it, this place plus the girl in front of him, was very foreign to a Demian. Where did the man find the idea to hide in this cafe that smells like a happy family?
"Mrs. Adam, it's like you're not listening to me. What's your purpose here?"
"Suffer a little, motherfucker." Adam surrender. "Let me adapt to this disgusting room."
"That's it, I'll report you to the police now." Jessica grabbed her phone and called 911 right away. Adam instantly got up from his phone, eyes widened irritated.
"Alright, alright! I will tell you my purpose! What kind of an impatient woman like you!"
Jessica pulled a shoulder. He ended his call and went back to facing Adam with the patience left by a fingertip. "I'm just setting my priorities."
Although the man before her now looked like a gangster who could crush her bones, Jessica felt that she was able to win the conversation because Demian was her prisoner now.
"Then I will say it directly. I came here to take Demian's care." Two large bags were shoved near Jessica's feet.
"What's this?"
"You can ask Demian directly. I'm just dropping off the order."
"Aaah, so you're just a courier?" Jessica was a little stunned. For a courier, the man's appearance was very-extra?
"HUH? What do you mean courier? I'm.tsk, forget it." Adam almost exposed his identity. "Anyways, since Demian will be with you now, I suggest you treat him with specialness."
'What the fuck?' lamented Jessica. He had no intention of accommodating the old Demian in his room. This afternoon-, Jessica hopes, she can kick Demian out of his room this afternoon!
"I don't know what your relationship is with Demian. If you think you can treat her better, how about you just take her. I have no intention of fattening pests in my room!"
"Priest? Who do you call a pest?"
"I believe we're talking about the same person." Jessica stood up from her stool. He had no interest in Adam. So, even as the man continued his words, Jessica passed from there as if she was not listening to anything.
It was as if the word 'He was the most dangerous man in Vegas!' not caught by his sense of hearing at all.
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"A man named Adam dropped off these two bags just now." Jessica spoke while anchoring two black bags onto the sofa. Demian, who was now wearing a plain white T-shirt earlier this morning, received the bag with a satisfied sigh.
"Finally, that bastard turned out to be useful as well." Demian spoke to himself.
"Demians?" call Jessica, for the first time, she recited the man's name in a loud voice. It feels very foreign and uncomfortable. "You don't really intend to make my home your fucking post, do you?"
"Huh?" Demian looked at Jessica. The confrontation of his expulsion has arrived.
"I've been kind to you today, but. If you force yourself to stay here, I'll actually call the police here."
"Is there no other way we can come to a mutual agreement?" Demian reopened negotiations.
"I'd be very grateful if you left this afternoon."
"I can't go" Demian said back. This time it was more serious than this morning. "If I go out, I'll die."
"Hiding you here is more dangerous to me too, isn't it? Besides, if the threat that follows you is so scary. You're supposed to go to the police station, not here."
"The problem..."
"Yes?"
"The one who chased me last night was a cop."
Damn, is Demian really a criminal? Does this mean the man's a fugitive? What he did until-
"Before you fantasize too far, let me explain a little. My family, using the police to find me, right? I'm not a fugitive or anything. I was just...., running away from home?"
"Are you a kid?" Jessica would have believed Demian was a teenager. Unfortunately, the man was very mature. Why are his parents looking for him here and there, especially using the police? How good is his family..., ah?
Dangerous guy in Vegas? What was the meaning of Adam's words? What is Demian..., mafia?
"Tsk.., I'm sorry I explained my situation to you. You seem to be building a wilder speculation on your head."
"You didn't expect me to hear you say with a smile and a nod, did you?" Jessica fight. "It's only natural that I don't trust you. Besides, if you're being sought, you better go home."
"I'm wanted solely to be removed, don't you understand?"
"..."
Removed, huh?
Ah, if that's the case, Jessica feels very understanding. Because, after all, the situation was very familiar to him. Very close to him.
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