Prisoner of Love Mr Cool
Love Statement

Grant and Mia's days looked beautiful. It felt so cheerful like being in a flower garden filled with blooming and colorful flowers.

"Do you have to go?" mia asked one morning in a spoiled tone of voice.

Grant pinched the little nose of Mia with anxiety. "of course. What do you want to do with me?"

Mia pressed both her shoulders. "I don't know either. But, I don't want to be separated from you,"

"Haha! I could get sugar if you keep going like this" Grant laughed.

"Why is that?" mia asked with a funny face.

Grant kissed Mia's lips gently. He moved slowly and clenched the reddish object that was always teasing him. "Because you're too sweet, Mia,"

Mia, who was late in Grant's pagutan, now closed her eyes. Mia pulls Grant's neck and asks her lover to smash him deeper.

Their relationship has reached the stage of dating. According to Mia, her relationship with Grant is sweeter than when she was with Finn.

"If Mr. Wilson succeeds in making you forget Mr. Walter, the sign is that he truly loves you, Miss," Willia said. The servant was happy if the master was happy, because he knew what Mia had passed and according to him, it was appropriate for Mia to get happiness.

Mia's face blushed and she hid it in her warm tea cup. "Yes, right? I can also feel it, Willia and I increasingly do not want to be away from him. If there's a super strong glue that can stick without being removable, I'll buy it,"

"Hahaha, Miss there-is just that. Oh yeah, what time is Miss Clark coming?" willia asked while looking at her watch.

That afternoon, they invited Emily Clark to their home for lunch. Emily Florist is always closed during the day, to give her owner time off. Especially an Emily Clark who is almost 70 years old.

"Ah, I almost forgot. Good thing you remind me, Willia. He'll probably be here at twelve. Oh, or we'll just pick him up, how about it?" ask Mia.

Willia nodded excitedly. Finally, after being decided as such, they were preparing to prepare for the arrival of Madame Clark in their home.

"Mia, tonight, I want you to have dinner with me. I'll send you a driver to pick you up" Grant said.

"You guys?" ask Mia. He thought and hoped that that night he would be alone with Grant. Her heart was a little disappointed when Grant said you came out of the mouth of the man she liked.

Grant knows what his girlfriend wants. "Until we get word of those people, we should always be vigilant and should not let our guard down. I just want to protect you, Mia,"

"I know," answered Mia, she approached the man and kissed Grant's lips gently. They also say goodbye to non-verbal.

By noon, Mia had already prepared everything together with Willia and the other servants in the house. "Willia, accompany me to pick up Mrs Clark,"

"Well, Miss," said Willia.

With strict escort, Mia goes to Emily Clark's place.

"Mistress Clark, good day" exclaimed Mia cheerfully.

"Good day, dear Tiffany. I'm ready, come on, feed me! Ahaha!" the old woman said, joking.

Before long, clinking sounds and jovial chattering filled the house.

"Ah, your husband left me something and I have to give it to you when your driver picks up" Mrs Clark said.

Mia's forehead wrinkled. "Something? What'sthat?"

Mrs Clark smiled. "That's a secret, hahaha! Anyway, I congratulate you guys and may you always be happy,"

Mia wonders in her heart, what Grant has told Mrs Clark. In the afternoon, as Grant promised, a driver came to pick up Mia.

The driver steered the vehicle to Mrs Clark's place. "Wait a minute, Miss,"

Mrs Clark came out with a huge bouquet of flowers. In the center of the flower was tucked a small white envelope with a small dandelion decoration in the middle.

"Dear Tiffany, once again congratulate you. May you continue to be happy" said Mrs Clark, she hugged Mia tightly.

"Thank you, Mrs Clark," replied Mia.

Finally, the driver returned to drive his iron wheel to a restaurant, where Grant was waiting. Mia and Willia open the white envelope which turns out to be the table number of their restaurant.

"Why should this be official? There's-there, this Grant," said Mia, but her face was red.

Willia who saw him smiled with anxiety. "But, you like it, don't you? Hehe,"

"It doesn't need to be like that" Mia said again, blushing.

Upon arrival at the restaurant, Grant prepared a private place for the two of them and a special table for their servants and bodyguards.

Mia gave the white envelope to a woman at the reception desk. "Ah, am I supposed to show you this?"

The woman smiled and directed Mia into the room where Grant was waiting. "Please, Miss,"

As soon as Mia entered, the violin accompaniment greeted her. The room filled with dim lights and red rose petals on the floor adds to the romantic atmosphere of the night.

Grant stood in the center of the heart-shaped flower petals. His face looks shining. Mia was shocked when Grant suddenly knelt before her.

"Grant, what is this?" ask Mia.

Grant opened the small box given to him by the violinist and gave it to Mia. "Mia, will you be my life partner?"

Mia stood there, "Grant, this, ...."

"I won't stand until you answer my question" Grant said.

After thinking for a long time, Mia gave her finger to Grant. "Yes, I want to,"

Grant puts a ring on Mia's finger and hugs her. "Thank you, honey,"

It was a beautiful night that had happened in Mia's life. In the first time in his life, too, he gave everything to Grant without coercion.

Far away from where Mia and Grant are, a man awakens from his sleep with a restless heart. Lately, he has not been able to sleep well. Sometimes she wakes up with tears on her cheeks and sometimes she screams in her sleep because of nightmares.

The man's life felt so empty and lonely. Back then, he was surrounded by his servants and bodyguards. The events that have happened in his life lately have incised wounds that are so deep that they cause trauma.

Sometimes he was drunk and crying alone. "Why didn't I just die? Goddamnit!"

And that morning, as usual, she woke up feeling empty and lonely. I don't know since when did she turn out to be this sad?

The man asked his servant to deliver coffee to his study. As soon as his coffee arrived, he sat quietly while occasionally sipping his warm coffee. Sometimes he looked out the window. His heart was filled with thousands of questions that he wanted to find out the answer to. "Good morning again, Mia. How was your morning today?"

That question was what the man said every morning and every night with his soft, bitter-sounding voice.

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