THE ALEXIS
SCAR

After their hot and passionate romance, they both fell asleep hugging each other. Until the morning was approaching, and they still hugged even with a different position.

The sunlight dazzled Khiara's eyes, making her wake up from her sleep. That burly hand was still tightly coiled around his body, making him feel so safe and comfortable.

Suddenly thinking about something.release the struggle of the two of them last night, Khiara clearly felt a strange sensation in her sensitivity area, as if the part was twitching and tight.

He asked in his heart, why did this not feel after yesterday's rape? Is it because he fainted? but even after the rumination he did not feel anything strange in his sensitivity area. While at this moment alone, he could still feel the effects that were a little uncomfortable.

Khiara felt the man's body wriggle. Khiara turned her body. He felt annoyed at her, why at a time like this his eyes could not be relied on? He really wanted to see this man's face. Recall and record it, then save it in memory.

Khiara touched that face with her fingers. Slip into it slowly. Trying to map and imagine. How does the angel look like? Is he handsome?

He does not care about the appearance of a person. If he's after a handsome man, then a thousand men he can get. Even all of her best friends can date her without rejection. But no, Khiara is not a woman who is easily infatuated with one's good looks.

He only sees someone from his behavior. No matter how ugly or handsome, she will still like someone with a dominant inner beauty. Especially after she was raped.

“It's been satisfied fumbling, Miss?” Khiara gasped at hearing that. Did he wake her?

“Ah, sorry! Did I wake you?”

“You didn't just wake me up. But you also woke up my little sister.” Khiara could of course feel something poking out down there. Remembering they were coiled under the same blanket and without any barrier between the two.

“I'm sorry.” The man kissed her and whispered in her ear.

“I like it.” The man managed to make her frown and blush in embarrassment. But suddenly he remembered something.

“I want to ask you something.”

“Sure.”

“Have we met? You're like no stranger to me.”

“Emh?” The man was astonished by Khiara's question.

TONG TING!

The sound of the doorbell rang, making their conversation interrupted.

“Ck!” The man clucked, not liking his time to be interrupted. “Let me open the door. You don't mind waiting a minute?” tanyanya asked for approval. Khiara also agreed.

“It won't be long,” he added then moved Khiara's head from her arm to the pillow.

The man came out of their warm blanket, put on his pants and shirt, then left. Right then, Khiara was choked when she saw him. That back, it's full of scars.

Although in a faint vision, Khiara could confirm the presence of reddened scars. There was even a black one, very contrasted with his white skin so that it was able to be caught by his vision. For some reason, Khiara's heart ached after seeing it.

...***...

“Why should I stand here, anyway? You won't let me in?” ask someone.

“No!” answer Alex briefly. The man in front of him was now snorting in annoyance.

The facilities provided are also very complete. Starting from the gym, the pool is so spacious inside and outside the penthouse, and much more. Do not be asked what the purchase price is, which is clear it is enough to make someone's account like having been robbed.

Ata tried to look inside. For what Alex rented a luxury penthouse, while he himself had an empty penthouse that was no less luxurious. Does Alex want to buy it? Or maybe there is something he is hiding?

Alex likes property, but just last month he bought a villa in Beverly Hills. Did he buy a penthouse again?

Alex only budgeted for property purchases once a year, so it was impossible if he wanted to buy this penthouse.

“You're not after this penthouse, are you?” ask Ata to make sure.

“Indeed yes,” sahutnya without turning his face away from the document that must be signed. “I like it,” he added while signing the file, then handing it to the man.

It could be seen how shocked the man in front of him was. His eyes almost fell free from their place. Okay, because Alex already said like that Ata will tell you how much the purchase price is. Four hundred and fifty million American dollars!

Oh my God! Isn't that sadistic enough? And now he says he wants to buy it? Just because he likes her? Either his friend still holds his sanity or he has lost his mind.

“You're not crazy, are you?” Alex pays no heed to the assessment of Ata, the Co-founder of his company. He flanked his temple with the thumb and middle finger of his right hand and rattled his waist with his other hand. Typical style when remembering something.

“Oya Ta, give me your phone!” pinta Alex as soon as she manages to remember something. He gave his phone like a robot. Then Alex types something in the note.

When busy typing something in Ata's phone, a person's steps are heard coming down the stairs. Alex turned his head around for a second and then turned to look at the object that was heading towards him. Alex immediately pushed the phone into Ata's chest and closed the door.

Out there Ata can only swear by it. His eyes grew wider when he read the notes on his phone.

To-buy list

Bra cup 36B (swelling)

Panties size M

The camisol size M

The dress size M

“Fuck, you told me to buy all this??” Ata shouted in front of the door while cursing many times.

Alex smiled behind the door. And along with that, he grabbed the face of the woman in front of him and covered both of his hands in both of his female ears. Alex did it at the right time. As if he knew that Ata would yell and curse.

“What's up?” ask the woman in wonder.

“Nothing,” he answered while staring at Khiara from top to bottom.

The sight in front of him was enough to make him cupped his jaws together. He doesn't like. Very dislike. Not on the satin camisole that Khiara is wearing. But on all the wounds all over the body of his beloved woman.

Although he had promised not to interfere in this matter anymore, but an Alexander would not be able to possibly keep silent. Without the woman knowing, Alex will investigate again even without the police.

...***...