Mawkish Damian's
07

They have returned to work as usual, a rush that hit them on Monday.

Making Damian dizzy, especially he has not received nutrition.

Eating from that moment he was angry.

"I'm surprised, Mr. Damian is so vicious today"

Queenze's sharp ears overheard him, just as Queenze was about to come out of the toilet, but he instead heard gossip from other employees.

So Queenze chose to shut up and listen. "Yes, maybe because today is Monday" said another.

Queenze involuntarily nodded, Damian hates Mondays so much. Because only on Monday Damian will not get nutritional rations.

That's a deal.

"You know, there's 1 new employee who's kind of crazy" Okay, Queenze wonders what kind of employee they say is crazy. Are women kegatelan less caresses?.

The rumors are getting hotter. "Oh yeah? How crazy?" Ask the others. The woman was preparing to give her news.

"He's a male employee, you know why I said he's a little crazy, it's because he used to yell all of a sudden and then he fell" Queenze said.

Before long the gossipers came out, and Queenze also came out "If it is like that, not crazy. It could be indigo" murmured Queenze.

If the indihome child is so, like to shout suddenly because of shock. Or fall because it avoids ghosts or demons, it could be right.

Queenze walks out of the bathroom, and into Damian's private elevator.

His hand typed a message on Damian so as not to get angry, later wrinkling.

Not looking at the road, making Queenze hit something. Instantly he looked up.

"Sorry" he said for a moment and took some distance.

The innocent, shady-faced young man simply smiled amiably and nodded "Father buk, this is also my fault" he said softly.

Queenze looked fixedly at the young man's face, looking unfamiliar. "You're a new employee huh" Queenze said, the young man nodding once.

"That means you're the one that was rumored. He said you like to shout suddenly yes" said Queenze again, better he asked directly the same person.

The young man looked down, his face looked nervous. "I-I'm sorry if that bothers me.." Her great-grandson, Queenze instantly flicked his right hand.

"Ah not for me, but other employees are distracted. I'll ask Mr. Damian to transfer your assignment, so that other employees don't get distracted" This is a good solution.

Queenze can train this young man to become his assistant secretary.

Just in case this young man could one day replace Queenze.

"But.sa...yes.gak grounded?" The young man asked with his trembling voice and heavy breathing. Ho.she held back her crying.

Similar to Damian yes, crybaby.

Queenze shook his head once "No, I'll call you again. Clean up your things and at rest come to Mr. Damian's room. What's your name?"

"Jerome Gewildan" he said slowly. Queenze nodded and patted Jerome's shoulder 2 times.

"Roman spirit, maybe later the ghosts will not bother you"

Jerome looked up and looked at Queenze in disbelief, "Have you heard about me?" Ask Jerome a little pleased.

Queenze shook his head "I'm just guessing."

Jerome was a little disappointed, but he was happy because someone was kind to him and not afraid of his strengths.

"Still Buk" she said softly interspersed with her sweet smile.

Queenze was fixated, he really looked like Damian. Funny, the Queenze gemes became "Yes, I used to be" he said then walked back.

Jerome nodded and turned around, looking fixedly at Queenze's back with his secret smile.

While Damian was currently confused, he had to take Queenze away for treatment. Queenze's disease isn't playful.

"Queen.why don't you tell me.." Lirih Damian while slipping his face in the folds of hands on the table.

His shoulders trembled, and a stifled sobbing sounded. He didn't want to lose Queenze, his life would be ruined if that happened.

And the only way he could go was to catch up with Queenze. Want at any cost.

The atmosphere in Damian's room was cold and gripping.

Queenze recently asked another Division employee to be his Assistant.

"Well, Mr. Damian, you know that he's Jerome from Division 4." Queenze announces Jerome. Damian just silently closed his chest and stared hostilely at Jerome.

Jerome was pale, not afraid of his Damian. Rather than the ghost behind Damian "Please cooperate with him Sir" Jerome said softly then bowed.

Queenze patted Jerome on the shoulder 2 times, making the big baby glare in disbelief "Heh! What touch-touch" Fierce.

His eyes squinted sharply, making Queenze and Jerome laugh clumsily "Your room is next to mine, just calm down. There are no ghosts" Queenze said.

Jerome nodded "Thank you Buk" he said politely.

"There right? Judekah. Queen get me a black coffee" Damian ruled with a glutinous tone and a veil. Her lips slightly pursed seeing the closeness between her lover and the new parasite.

Queenze tilted his head and looked at the puzzled Damian. "But you're a ko-gasuka"

"Huh! Uda quick grabin"

Queenze snorted in annoyance, he quickly walked towards the door and exited. Leaving behind the two handsome men of different positions who gave off a non-dressing aura to each other there.

Damian walked up to Jerome, the man who had originally put on a face full of innocence and fear, now looking flat at Damian "Cih, wear a mask turns out" Sinis Damian.

Jerome lowered his head, an annoying snort sounded. "Haha," he laughed slowly and looked up, restored his brawny hair and looked down at Damian.

Damian widened his grin, it's been a long time since Damian actually didn't show up. During this time Dami always dominated it, yes it was all done so that Queenze did not fear him.

"Sir Damian, I just want to commemorate you" Jerome said casually. His hands were put into his pants pocket, he got Damian's biggest weakness.

Damian himself raised his eyebrows "I don't need a warning from you" he said flatly. Jerome doesn't care, because it's about Queenze's life and death.

"But you'll regret it for the rest of your life. Because this concerns the Queenze Buk that I admire so much" As Jerome spoke, a passionate twinkle appeared when he mentioned the name Queenze.

Damian was silent, anything about Queenze was important. "Say" Jerome smiled triumphantly.

"But it's not free sir" Jerome walked slowly away from Damian, now his hands were behind his back.

Damian grieved, there must be a price behind anything. "Whatever I'll pay" Damian said coldly.

Okay, Jerome's got a gold card. He did not turn around and turned his back on Damian "You kill people often" he said casually as he turned his head slightly from his back.

DEG!

Damian stiffened, how did Jerome know. All this time no one knew the secret but Damian's men "How do you know" jolted Damian emotion.

Jerome laughed softly until his shoulders went up and down "I can see, a lot of spirits behind you. One of them is the spirit of a girl with a huge grudge" Damian's memory is forced to work.

Damian..never killed a girl in her school days. The cause is none other than because the girl had made Queenze's hand bleed.

Damian used a tool for the wood chisel, and used it all over the girl's body. It was as if he was carving on a wood.

Jerome could feel an enormous dark aura on the spirit. The circumstances were terrible and terrible, and Jerome repeatedly saw the spirit staring intently at Queenze.

"Then what should I do" whispered Damian, it seemed like the matter about Queenze's disease had to be shifted. It's more dangerous.

The question widened Jerome's smile. "You, must keep your distance from Buk Queenze. If you continue to be close to Buk Queenze, the girl's spirit will grow fiercer and end in death"

Hearing the word death, made Damian tremble. Tears were already inundated, imagining a certain death upon Queenze.

"Death..." His whisper was full of emptiness. Jerome nodded fully and turned around, a grin accompanied by a passionate gaze formed "Yahhh, Buk Queenze's death will occur. And the cause,"

Jerome touched Damian's chin, and looked up his face. Damian's tears had gone down, eyes full of pain met with eyes full of passion.

"Nothing else is you, Damian Aelion. YOU WILL BE THE CAUSE OF QUEEN'S DEATH!!"

"Aac..Q-Queen.a-aku.the cause.ti-no.hiks.."

Well, Damian's mental state has fallen. This made it easier for Jerome to step up to his next plan. That pulls Queenze away from the cause of his own death.

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