Refusing the Love of a Mafia Boss
20. Just Acting

Noah jerks. "You?"

"They are all lifeless. They're just pretending to breathe." Lia smiled slightly staring at the candy in her hand. "I'll end their pretense the way Miss wants."

Why does it look like he wants to be personal?

"How do I do it? You can't even pretend to be an assistant."

"Why should I pretend to be an assistant?"

Was he too happy to subconsciously answer with a hint of arrogance?

Noah turned his eyes. I don't know why she felt hot looking at how Lia was smiling again.

What's wrong with her?

...*...

Xavier Palmer, after a good search, it turns out that he is a young man who has the potential as a worthy enemy.

Have a calm personality, never show arrogance, and look good on the surface.

One that is an important point of him.

Xavier's mother died when Xavier was a teenager. Since his mother's death, Xavier has spent time in the park where his mother used to take him.

Lately, he had been practicing archery there a lot and Ilina would approach him that way.

But approaching a son of a conglomerate who will soon rise to the status of heir if his father becomes the head of the family is not easy.

The attractiveness of a woman in the eyes of a man is always the same. Beauticians. Therefore Ilina had to accentuate herself.

"Do you think Xavier would be approachable with this kind of thing?"

"Of course."

If it can't be in the A way, then do it the B way. That's his only choice.

But Ilina was quite confident after knowing Xavier's profile.

"Lia."

Ilina turned to look at Noah's voice. Why does he look upset?

Surprisingly, he suddenly smiled. "I'll accompany you to my salon. Your hair needs to be treated first."

The hairs?

Ilina spontaneously touched her hair. Somewhat wondered if it looked rough and ugly until he thought it should be taken care of extra.

But Ilina felt her hair was ordinary. Quite smooth and clean even though it is a bit dry because he did not have time to oil.

Living with this man made it even simpler to live. But since the offer wasn't bad, Ilina accepted.

There's still enough time off before he goes to kill his son Benedict.

...*...

Sucks.

Indirectly he intended to lure Xavier with the typical beauty of his village that looked innocent, clean, innocent, although scary with that flat face.

Noah was stuck every time he wanted to negotiate. He became a weak party in this 'cooperation' relationship until whatever Lia and Miss Ilina Bumantara decided, it was their absolute decision.

Noah's mood was bad these few days. He works while carrying Lia because it is impossible to leave her, and along the way Lia carries Mahesa's candy.

Not for him to eat. Only for him to look at it as if it was his source of energy every day.

Noah bought Lia various kinds of food. Repeatedly ordering food that he rarely ate just to leave it to the girl. But nothing he touched.

His eyes only stared coldly, then turned to candy that he could not feel at all.

Lia did not care even though Marissa scolded him. Whatever Marissa even Noah said, Ilina just kept quiet. Still acting 'you don't matter' to them.

Now he accompanies the real Lia to the salon, and the girl does what Noah did not expect.

The girl smiled gently. The smile that the village girl should have was gentle and loving.

The saloon employee who praised her was only met with a smile and laughter, then after finishing, in the car, Ilina again acted cold.

"Are you okay?" Noah tried to question him.

"Yes." Yeah." He threw away face.

"Whatever."

"Let's eat sushi. I think it can bring back the power."

Arriving at a sushi restaurant, Noah pretends not to know that the two people in the car behind them are coming down.

But Noah made it an opportunity.

"Lia." Noah opened the door for her. "Hold my hand and pretend to be my lover."

He did it without even thinking.

Their hands touched again after a long time. Noah smilingly led Ilina, and it seemed that he understood what Noah meant.

On suspicion, he smiled again.

Noah's throat was blocked by a stone. He tried to control himself, smiling calmly because now they were acting in front of two supervisors.

Why is he busy now?

"Take off your glasses."

"I didn't bring the box."

"It's okay. Give it to me."

Lia gave him a quick look. Then take off the glasses so Noah can hang on the collar of his shirt.

Basically with or wearing glasses he is almost the same. But without glasses, his forehead does not need to be wrinkled due to headaches.

She was beautiful when her face came off.

...*...

Ilina understood that they had to pretend to have a relationship while being watched. Because the only reasonable reason why Noah has a foreign girl in his apartment is because he has a mistress boyfriend.

A boyfriend who is too embarrassing to be published by a handsome singer like Noah.

But should he hold onto Ilina's hand like that?

It was very disturbing when their hands touched. After seduction in a subtle way, replacing her perfume like Mahesa's, now she's using the watchdog as an excuse to get closer?

After all, from the beginning, what exactly did he approach?

Ilina tried to be indifferent. Just keep practicing his smile on Noah while acting.

They waited until the sushi came on each of their plates.

Ilina had made sushi several times assisted by Ayana, but she never ate with chopsticks as a medium.

As if he knew or perhaps already knew, Noah began to touch him again on the pretext of teaching.

“Do as this.”

Ilina had to be patient to accept that unnecessary teaching.

Patience in excess physical contact because lovers normally touch each other.

“Lia.”

“Ya.”

“Since when did you know Mahesa?”

So she still suspects Lia is Ilina.

“Since long.” Ilina glanced around, quite sure of their distance and the person watching was not too close. “He's my teacher.”

“You like it?”

“Why is it important?”

Noah smiled again. “I don't know what to discuss with you. You always avoid me and beware of me. Because of the incident that morning too, you became colder.”

“....”

“I understand, Lia. Me and you were just in a relationship helping each other.I mean a relationship where you helped me and I gave you a place to live. But can't I ask a little?”

“No.”

...*...