Refusing the Love of a Mafia Boss
44. Maybe He Likes Flowers

For a moment, Ilina simply fell silent. Listening to Noah's play that keeps repeating how the woman seduced him, then now leaves him.

Love's.

Is something like that playing between them now?

Ilina read it in a book. That love is an emotion that a person feels for those who are special, embodying a sacrifice, compassion, and feeling of always wanting to give their best.

When she found out, Ilina wondered. Is there really someone in this world like that?

Why should one fight for another? Why should one strive for others?

Why can someone love someone else?

Senior Mahesa's.

Come to think of it how Ilina could love that man?

...*...

"Ryo, do you love a woman?"

Maybe Ryo thought Noah was crazy asking such a thing all of a sudden.

Throughout the day Noah just silently stared at the pile of requests on the organization as well as matching the information they had.

Instead of asking about food, or maybe drinks, she asked about women.

There's no woman in Noah's life, that's all the members know.

The people rumored to be close to Noah, having access to Noah's life, were all not considered 'humans' until Noah actually showed them something.

Noah had a layer of theatrics that hid his form. Since it was only because they were standing near Noah, or were even allowed to hold Noah, that did not mean they were living in the world that Noah was living in.

But now Noah asked about women.

The woman who heard him play the piano last night, went back to sleep, and acted as if nothing had happened.

"Some, Boss."

Noah was a little surprised.

Those who moved in his shadow had no emotions, just like Noah. It is therefore difficult to imagine that there is anything in their life that is valuable except themselves.

"Where is the girl?"

"So enjoying his life and not knowing anything about me."

Ah, so, huh.

Unilateral love.

"Darken." Noah closed his mouth and smiled smirkingly. "I've been thinking that I live in muddy depths, but I just found this laughable."

"...."

"What keeps you from chasing that woman?"

"I don't have anything for someone."

"Therefore I cannot, Boss. That woman needs someone who's 'living'."

Ryo and the whole person moving in the shadows could be called a ghost. They are not alive. Because the movement of living people can be seen in the eyes of other humans.

Their movements cannot be seen.

"I spewed out nonsense." Noah grabbed his worksheet again. "Forget it."

"....."

For a while, Noah kept quiet. But when the door of the room opened and someone came to bring food, Noah again remembered Ilina.

It turned on the computer that had died nearby, revealing the room where Ilina was sitting making knits.

Looks like he's bored.

Ilina doesn't like watching television, nor is she interested in electronics. His life is just about sitting around doing something that doesn't really matter.

Sometimes, when Noah saw her, he felt like he was seeing himself in a weaker, more fragile form.

There's no laughter.

There is no happiness.

Sit and be still, don't feel anything because feelings are weakness.

"Didn't women like flowers, boss?"

Ryo, for the first time, asks her to talk first about things outside of work.

But Noah was not angry, because his eyes were busy looking at Ilina. "I don't think she likes anything like flowers."

"I think the lady will like it."

Noah looked. "Why?"

"He didn't like the feeling the Boss showed. If Boss is being overly vigilant, he feels threatened. Conversely, if it is too open, he feels disturbed. I feel you and the Miss saw something similar."

Noah had just thought about it but somehow didn't.

What Ryo meant, Noah was a man who disliked the hidden intent of someone.

So when people approached with hidden goals, Noah would act cold.

Like Ilina.

And when someone comes too blatantly, Noah will feel disturbed.

Like Ilina.

"I," Noah shut his mouth and glanced the other way, "don't think about it."

Ilina had a pure plain side. She loves sweets and marshmallows. But when Noah is around, he'll pretend to be happy and alert.

"What flowers should I give you?"

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