
⎾Can you help me? Please take this j*lang away from me, he really makes me dizzy. ⁇
Alex, who had just finished cleaning up, immediately read the message on his phone. He sighed deeply, exhaling his coarse in one gust. He tried to temper his anger by squeezing his phone. Luckily, his phone was not in his hands.
“Where?” He immediately asked after the connecting tone, without waiting for a word from the person across there.
“Cafe terrace.”
He immediately broke the connection just like that, making the person across there hang up his words. As usual, Alex always behaves. Ata who was just about to say, don't be late! but what power there is no chance to say. It was definitely only grunting that was all he could do.
Alex was still sitting on the edge of the bed, he glanced at the family album that was still lying in its original place. His eyebrows wrinkled when he saw the thickness of the cover that was a little strange to him. He grabbed it and started tearing the front cover of the album with his hands. And it turned out that tore the thick paper that was firmly stuck on each side of it, was very troublesome.
Kreeekkk___
Finally, the album cover was torn off perfectly. A smile of satisfaction was on his lips. It turned out that there was a photograph hidden behind his cover. He took it and slipped it in his wallet. It is very fitting to decorate his expensive wallet.
The light of light surprised him. There's something else in it. He took a silver iron decorated with jewels on it. He aligned it with his face, then watched it closely.
A mysterious smile that had no idea what it meant to be on the corner of his lips.
Alex immediately grabbed the car keys and darted across the city crowd. It's time to save Ata. He will not let anyone disturb his friends and friends. Especially when his partner is being assigned to do something for him. He knew exactly who Ata meant.
He himself was already caught off guard by the act of j*lang one that disturbed his life. And he realized, here the one who suffered the most because he was Ata. The man who had to deal with her often, when the woman did not find herself.
Before long, he had already arrived at their place. In front of the cafe, a waiter gave him a greeting and offered him a bench. But he didn't heed it. He raised his hand as a sign that he did not need it when the waiter intended to follow him. He stepped inside the cafe and spread his eyes. Got it!
“What are you doing here?” his his hiss from behind the back of the woman who was behind him.
The woman was shocked and twisted her body. His face sparkled when he found out who was behind him. Nothing else and nothing is the idol of his heart.
“Alex, uuh____where are you going anyway? I took you from earlier," he said, scattering on Alex's arm and twitching on his burly arm.
Very different from the woman, Alex actually looked at the woman with a cold face. He turned to Ata who was fiddling with the laptop in front of him. Not at all affected by his arrival.
Yeah, of course you are. Because Ata already knew about Alex's arrival. He didn't bother to confirm Alex's presence next to him. All he wanted right now was for Alex to immediately take the woman away from him so that he could continue with his duties.
“You're slower than I expected, bro!” ata said without turning his face away from his favorite laptop.
But there was no outward response from Alex's lips. It was a sign that he did not care, but he demanded something that he should have gotten. He immediately looked at Alex. A meaningful smile fell on his lips. And a piece of information expected by Alex finally came out as well.
“Khiara Alexia Mac Louis.”
Satisfied, Alex immediately dragged the woman who was struggling spoiled in his arms away from there. For now, a name was enough for him. The rest he would get after taking care of this woman.
“Ah, yes. Maybe you should know this. He is not reckless, but indeed very talented!” ata before Alex leaves her.
Alex's steps came to a halt, he turned to Ata by linking his eyebrows together.
“You will know after this," Ata said as she waved her phone.
***
The atmosphere of the mall is so crowded on weekends. Many visitors come with a partner. Is everyone targeting the mall as a vacation target? How annoying! With a gontai step he dragged his feet towards the fast food restaurant.
The hunger has come to attack. But the drowsiness is still lodged. Of course, he only fell asleep for an hour and a half. And after that, his eyeballs can't get back shut.
Imagine that! In less than five minutes, he had evaporated to the umpteenth. Regardless of the people around him, he spread out both hands. Vaporizing carelessly, then switch massaging the nape, shoulders and neck to stretch.
White oversize sweatshirts combined with denim hotpants and white sneakers that make it look fashionable are not able to cover up fatigue. It seemed that his body was indeed unable to cooperate.
His steps just stopped. His legs hang down as he will step his feet in the next step.
Well, it looks like what he's seeing right now is able to drive away the damn sleepiness that's drowning him. Two people who stopped not far in front of him who had been out of nowhere, made him wake up completely.
The town is so small, he thought.
A man in an oversize white T-shirt was grasping the wrist of a sexy woman next to him. But the look in his eyes was staring at him intensely as if locking him up.
But Khiara is not his name if he cannot escape from his sharp eyes. Khiara is not someone who is easily intimidated by any kind of gaze.
By itself, Khiara's tongue moving touching her upper molar teeth made her mouth open and slowly her left eyebrow was pulled upwards just like that. Very typical in his way of assessing something that will be a condition of disparaging expression.
His gaze descended upon the burly hand that grasped the small wrist tightly, then turned to the rather beautiful woman next to him. Bitchy. A judgment that just slid in his brain.
He was already unable to temper his arrogant smile and body gesture, which was enough to show that he was underestimating his opponent.
This seems like his taste? A second later he immediately passed as if nothing had happened.
In fact, they did not stop in their positions for very long. The meeting was so quick, so was the judgment and determination.
Thinking fast is a part of him. And it seemed like this opponent could compensate for it. They stepped in as he began to step.
“We meet again, huh? Khiara Alexia Maximilian!”
The sentence so pierced his ear at the end that it was deliberately given emphasis. Makes him a little jerked and raises his face, which even though he is not actually bowing his head.
Only, this opponent was higher than him. The last word was able to make his hand reflexively pull the free burly hand next to it. Make them hold their steps.
There was a shock that Khiara could feel there. And Khiara too. Never had he dared to touch the skin of a man except those closest to him. But this time, he precisely reflexively grabbed the arm of the man who was crossing with him. And strangely he felt no fear within him.
A question he was eager to ask, how could he know the name of his papa's gift? But it was undone because an annoying voice interfered with it.
"Hey what are you doing? You fucking lady!" The woman next door was protesting. He is annoyed with Khiara. But Khiara didn't care about it.
"Akh___sick Alex." And it seems Alex doesn't want to be bothered by it either. The woman tried to open Alex's grip from her wrist which suddenly felt more painful.
At the same time, Alex and Khiara's interlocked shoulders eliminated the distance between them. The two faces that were originally both straight looking ahead, now turn to each other and bring together a pair of sharp eyes belonging to a woman and a pair of eyes that are so flat but full of warmth belonging to a man. This was the first time they were staring at each other in such a close distance.
“Do not squeeze his hands! You could hurt him, Alexander Sebastian!” hiss Khiara with emphasis on the end of his sentence, while glancing at the woman who was clinging to Alex's other shoulder. Making her let go of the thin smile at the corner of her lips.
The woman was still trying to escape, but her efforts seemed futile. And Khiara did not seem to care, because his words were just a pleasantries. His gaze returned to Alex who did not avert his eyes for a second.
Panting with a gaze that seemed strange to him, he chose to leave.
"See ya."
Khiara let go of the clutches of her hands, gave her a sweet smile, and just passed by. In his place, Alex was still petrified in his position and accompanied Khiara's departure with a gaze that was difficult to decipher.
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-hey, Lexus! Why don't you guys just slap that woman? Disturb her work. Sebel I will be!,😤😤😤-