Special Wife the CEO
Chapter 8# Shot By Mysterious Man

Aleta goes like her wind speed. Kelvin thought he was still in front of the San family home waiting for him in the car. The trunk of his nose is no longer there to make Kelvin cool.

"Tell me that Madam has arrived at the villa."

No word yet from the bodyguard he called, Kelvin turned it off. Further start the car engine went from the front of the San family home.

In the middle of the trip, a phone call interrupted Kelvin. Candra Van called him. That person is his shadow as CEO at Media KJ-a company that is engaged in Entertainment.

"Hello!"

"New bride."

God fucking. Candra taunts him. That person is one of his beliefs and a loyal friend who helps him cover his identity and all his personal affairs.

"Don't talk stale!"

Behind the phone, Candra grimaced. Kelvin was always cold as anyone was no exception to him. Candra thus imagines the fate of the woman who became Kelvin's wife. It's a shame the fate of a man named Aleta San.

"Okay, okay." Candra fails to tease Kelvin. "Come to the office__"

Not done yet, Kelvin's been interrupted coldly, "Tomorrow there's still another day."

"The thing is, I need your autograph. It matters!"

On the job, Kelvin never played. Seriousness is one of the keys to his success.

By force, he also killed Candra. Turn around and not go back to the villa.

Arriving at the KJ Media building, Kelvin always gets special attention from employees who do not know that he is the founder of the company. To their knowledge, Kelvin was only a VIP guest of CEO-Candra Van.

"Master, please come in. Mr. Van's been waiting." Secretary welcome gentleman Kelvin. Open that door with reverence.

Kelvin just nodded thinly. At first glance, people who do not know him will think himself arrogant to the point of ingrained flesh.

"The newlyweds have finally arrived." Candra paid no heed to Kelvin's sharp eyes. Most importantly he could tease this friend of his.

Sitting in Candra's oversized chair, Kelvin said threateningly, "Do you want me to mutate to Kenya? there's a new company still waiting for OB?"

Candra swallowed her saliva dry. He's still at home in Amsterdam scared of mutations. But ... He still wants to flirt. Bodo was very much with Kelvin's threat for a moment. "How was your first night?" Candra's eyebrows go up and down. "Enak right?"

Like a tiger, Kelvin's eyes are ready to tear apart his quarry. But considering he needs to test Aleta's loyalty, he finally dampened his emotions. Said to warn Candra first, "When the day you meet Aleta, don't call me Kelvin in front of her."

"Crazy! That means, Aleta did you lie about your true identity?" Candra is not thinking. But back to his senses, if in front of him is Kelvin Jansen who is willing to act. It's hard to guess and a little heartless.

"Just think!"

Kelvin raised his right palm, a sign that he would no longer discuss personal matters. The understanding Candra, immediately gave an important document as she murmured, "Until when am I in your shadow? The work is very piled up. You should be the one sitting all day in that chair."

Kelvin ignored Candra's dumelan which was not the first time. He continued to put his signature on the sheet by sheet that previously read the contents first.

Finished with the job, Kelvin went wordlessly to Candra.

***

At the same time, five men in the room, with one of the men sitting on a rocking wooden chair, were seen being instructed.

"Ready, Sir." The four muscular men, compactly replied. Making their mysterious boss grin viciously.

***

Still on the way to the villa that is still far-reaching, Kelvin who wants to ensure the whereabouts of Aleta, called back to the housekeeper.

"Mrs is home?"

"Sorry, Sir. Madam hasn't arrived yet."

Tut... Unilateral dead link from Kelvin. The expensive phone he threw into the side chair. He turned his eyes to the night street. Hoping that Aleta's existence is seen despite the small possibility.

"Why should I care about him?" Kelvin is confused himself. His heart that yesterday was very cold to reject marriage, just the opposite to think of Aleta. I don't know what magic the girl has?

Returning to his war, Kelvin focused on cueing Aleta. In a moment, he stopped his car. Get off the wheel, let his body be buffeted by the night breeze that winter.

In front of me, there is a long chair. Kelvin sat down, lighting a cigar that had been flanked on his lips. Just a few seconds enjoying hisa*an cigarette, a car not far from his seat, stopped. Lowering the window glass. And ... Dor... Dor...

Kelvin slammed his body into the ground at first, as the man's hand on the car protruded out at the gunpoint. But the second shot from the one man, followed. Hot tin, nesting in the chest area.

"Damn...!" Kelvin. Reflex he lifted the white iron long chair he had been sitting in, then threw it towards the car to thwart the next shot. The criminal who used the mask, stuck gas because it avoided Kelvin's rampage. They do not want to lose by risking the sincerity of the car.

"Aargh..." Kelvin groans furiously. He would not let go of anyone who dared to injure his body. Quickly, Kelvin ran to his car. Intend to pursue the pace of the criminal car.

The black coat, which was covered in a white shirt, was actually seeping fresh blood from the effects of the shot. However, the strong Kelvin, as if it would not feel pain. His brain was just obsessed with chasing the criminal, wanting to find out the motive for the assault.

"Me or Elvan being chased?" Because using the identity of his sister, Kelvin so asked, who exactly is targeted by the criminal.

"The shot had no effect, he's alive. Look in the rearview!" The criminal thought a successful shot hit the surface of Kelvin's heart, could have left the man dying on the spot. But in reality, they are instead hunted by their own targets.

Cold nights, making the road user quite quiet, Kelvin was very persistent in chasing the perpetrator. He drives unhindered while telling the bodyguard to immediately go to the CTP to help him. However, right at the turn, Kelvin was forced to swing the steering wheel. A woman almost hit him while crossing the street. As a result, the front bumper hit the curb barrier.

The woman who is none other than Aleta, hysterically tense. He did not realize the car he had been riding earlier was Kelvin's.

"Accident! help!" Aleta screamed in panic as she ran towards the slowly opening car door. He was fixated for a moment, when he realized that the person who made the accident 'Elvan.'

Several pedestrians who just passed by, joined the shroud of TKP making Kelvin do not like if he became the center of attention.

"I don't mind - napa. Disperse...!" Kelvin's voice was extremely cold with an annoyed red face restrained. He hates the lack of it that makes the criminals get away with it. And it's all because ... Aletas.

"But your bidat is bleeding!" Aleta stretched out her hand to touch the blood that was pouring in Kelvin's temple. But, the man dodged slowly, refusing to be touched. He saw only Kelvin's wounds without knowing that Kelvin's black coat was covered in blood.

"Come on, we're going to the hospital." Without a second thought, Aleta grabbed Kelvin's wide palm. Interestingly and walked past some people who did not heed Kelvin's proposal earlier.

In order to avoid the crowd, Kelvin finally resigned in his hands. For some reason, Aleta's soft fingers, have a certain stun.

"I don't want to go to the hospital!" Kelvin stopped stepping while removing his hand from Aleta's grasp, when they were both already far away from the person. He who does not like to mess with the police, of course, does not want to go to the hospital which will certainly be questioned by the gunshot wound by the Doctor and will certainly reach the ears of the police. Kelvin likes to clean up 'germans' in his own way.

Automatically, Aleta stopped and asked, "Why? Your wounds must be treated, fear of infection!"

"Yes, but you're the one who has to treat me. You have to take responsibility. Because you crossed the street carelessly, I got hurt."

Kelvin's face was pale in Aleta's vision. This guy must have felt a great pulse, Aleta thought. And without a long delay, Aleta agreed. Despite remembering that Kelvin was a brash man who had kissed him twice in one day, Aleta still helped him. For humanity.