My Hot Enemy's
The Part 100
The Dominique family's four-wheel drive stopped right in front of the restaurant where Brandon Brooks met. Dariush came out first, reached out to help Alceena out.
Alceena put her palm together with that of the man. He came out directly clutching Dariush's waist, as was the custom of Mr Dominique's second son when he tried to approach him.
“Remember, don't get angry. If you want emotions, just tell me to channel your anger.” Dariush again advised Alceena not to exceed the limit. He put his hands on his shoulders and began to swing his feet into a typical European building.
“Iya, I did not forget.” Alceena thumped the lips for Dariush bawel too. But somehow he likes it, maybe because he feels noticed.
Dariush takes Alceena to a VIP room reserved for meetings with Loser Brandon. Where could he possibly let this afternoon chatter be heard by someone else. Not to mention if you want to punch your face. Dariush also thought about how the image of the woman and her family so as not to be judged arrogant.
An employee at the restaurant who delivered the two men shifted a door when he arrived in front of the VIP room. “Please, Mister and Miss. There's been a wait inside.” He slightly lowered his head to welcome the high-class guests.
“Thank you.” Alceena took the time to pat the shoulders of the employees who had delivered her.
Both Alceena and Dariush, both set foot inside the same room simultaneously. The ears can hear if the door is closed again from the outside. Dariush's eyes saw that Brandon Brooks was sitting alone at the table with a lot of food there. But not for Alceena, because the woman deliberately lowered her head.
Brandon was seen standing from his seat when he saw the person he was waiting for finally coming too. “Mr Dariush, tumben would like to invite me to meet outside. Is there something very important that you will discuss with me?” He immediately greeted with confidence, because being invited to meet by the Dominique family in a private place was something rare, unless they had very urgent interests. Especially in business. In his mind, it seemed like Dariush was interested in working together and discussing work matters.
“It wasn't me who wanted to meet you, but my woman,” replied Dariush by putting on her cold face. He shone with his eyes without expression.
Mr Dominique's second son pulled out a chair. “Sit, Darling.” He touched both of Alceena's shoulders and slightly pressed down for the woman to start humbling. Then he threw his ass next to the heart.
“Can your woman open the hat, how will we communicate if I don't know her yet?” How dare Brandon give orders to Dariush.
“Darling, show your face to the man you named this Loser.” Dariush spoke while stroking Alceena's back.
‘What?! A loser? How dare this woman call me that!’ In Brandon's heart, he screamed in disbelief, but did not dare to be let out of his mouth. Because, there is the son of Mr. Dominique, the ruling family in the field of European business.
“By pleasure.” Alceena wanted to surprise me. He opened the hat, let the hair unravel, and raised his face until Brandon could see clearly. Not forgetting to put up a hateful mimicry.
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...Loh Brandon is a loser, thanks to the nickname the Loser. Funny you mas wkwkwk...
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