Person To Three
Donzello's anger

Tok!! Tok!! Tok!!

Donzello knocks on Charlotte's bedroom door waiting for the woman to open it but.

Tok!! Tok!! Tok!! Tok!!

With impatience Donzello continued to knock on the door with his impatience. Donzello frowned when the beats repeatedly could not even get a welcome from the woman inside.

" Will Charlotte be inside? Open up dear.." Donzello raised his voice looking around him and there was no one there.

" Dear you're still mad at me? I'm sorry! Please open the door!" He said with full supplication.

But again there was no sound that made him feel relieved. Donzello was unruly he was just pacing back and forth in front of his room Charlotte at the moment.

Don't see me again. The word now vividly remembered in Donzello's ear.

With hardened jaws staring intently at the tightly closed door.  There's not even a sound there.

" Warlotte, you open the door or I force you to open it!" His voice was high he held back his anger because he did not get an answer from the owner of the room.

" I count to three if you don't open it then don't blame me if I force this door open.." She cried so that the woman inside heard what she had said.

" One. two. ti-"

" I'm sorry Boss what are you doing?" A staff member now came out suddenly from the next room by pushing a dirty clothes wedge.

" I'm just worried about the person inside. From then on I knocked and I called no answer from him, help me to break him.." He said with a worried tone.

" Sorry boss isn't the one staying is a tall beautiful miss?"

Donzello looked at him with dislike, his face now becoming fierce when his staff told him about his woman.

" What did you say?" Speak with great emphasis.

" I'm sorry my boss just wanted to make sure." The staff immediately lowered their heads in fear as his boss' gaze instantly turned sharp. " If that lady you're looking for then you'll be free to open her boss, because she's already out of her room."

" How do you know he's out?"

" Some gave her dirty clothes to wash! And here's the shirt he took.." The staff immediately showed him the clothes he had taken.

Donzello took it by force and saw it he was sure it was the woman's shirt because it was the one he had given earlier that made him protest.

" You washed it clean." Donzello threw the clothes in the basket and left the front of the room upset. " Look out I'll punish you later, you bad girl.." She muttered with a big step looking for the woman who either she herself did not know where she was.

While Charlotte is currently sitting in a cafe that directly looks at the open ocean in front of her. Not to forget the cigarette he had dropped from inside his room. Charlotte took a sip of the cigarette by looking straight ahead, her mind glaring away at her state.

" Good day, miss!" The voice of the foreign man next to her made her look at him with a smile review but no answer was given by Charlotte.

" Can I sit here?" He said slowly again.

" Please! It's a public place so I have no right to forbid you from sitting anywhere." She replied with a slight smile.

Charlotte immediately turned to him in surprise but she did not pay much attention to him anymore. " In a beautiful place like this is impossible if a beautiful woman sits alone here and only a broken-hearted woman is willing to come far away alone."

Charlotte smilingly looked at the man who guessed her current feelings. It is true that there can be no woman who comes to a beautiful place only alone unless she runs away from the problems that exist.

" You guessed too much Sir! Anyway you just saw me but you guessed my life immediately." He said cynically.

Charlotte who just turned off her cigarette now turns it on again because of the loneliness she felt.

" But really not my guess?, Cigarettes are loyal friends accompany people who are lonely at this time.." Again the person tried his luck to approach the beautiful woman he had been after.

Charlotte did not answer him she just stared straight by throwing away the cigarette smoke that had accompanied her. While the man glanced towards the beautiful and sexy Charlotte in his eyes.

His eyes stared at Charlotte's body from behind his hands wanting to touch her fragrant body. His unraveling hair was blown away by the wind and accidentally hit the man's nose.

That person inhaled it with his eyes closed, his passion as if rising from his wild soul that could not be controlled.

" Did you know my name is Zack." He whispered softly in Charlotte's ear and even his finger deliberately touched Charlotte's open back.

Charlotte immediately gasped in surprise even her eyes had glared because of the behavior she did not like suddenly like this.

" Don't be mad, beautiful lady, I just want to introduce myself and be a good friend here…" The man immediately realized that the woman who wanted him to be seduced seemed to dislike his attitude.

" If you want to find ***** look inside, I'm sure this ship has prepared the woman you're looking for.." She said sarcastically.

" I can pay you more than the rates of the****** that have been provided here."

" False lunatic." Charlotte got straight down from her high chair she left behind a man who would be impudent.

" Hey, don't go, miss! You offended by my words?" Charlotte threw out her hand which was forced by a man named Zacky.

" Don't be insolent." Point it out with anger.

" All women are the same, if you don't know the rates he'll sell expensive, if I throw you money then I'm sure you'll crawl on my bed willingly."

Plaque!! Charlotte slapped him so hard she didn't expect this guy to dare say this. This first meeting made him feel angry at the insults.

" You.." The unaccepting Zack now wants to avenge him by also slapping him.

" Don't touch my woman." The baritone of the man who arrived clutching her tightly made Charlotte also look at the man who was already next to her and prevented the hand from floating.

" Don.." he muttered softly.

Donzello simply stared at the woman by playing her eyes one with a thin smile on her lips. Donzello now pulls Charlotte's hand to stand behind him.

Don pushed the man's hand violently making the man almost unsteady to the back.

" Don't touch my woman the end of your dirty fingernails." - Grumpily, gritting her teeth.