The Obsession of the Actor
A Covenant

After that the call is interrupted, followed by a message that comes in. A full address of the man's Penthouse. Kania sighed. He looked at the mirror that showed himself.

Tonight, he had to meet the man. She rubbed the pink lipstick onto her lips. At least it can reduce his face that is not so fresh, arguably chaotic. He made his appearance again.

Brown colored shirt. The subordinates of the trousers were black and a scarf was hanging around his neck. Kania wouldn't bother changing clothes just to meet a demon like Drake.

He's out of his office. Go to the car and go to the address. About 20 minutes he arrived. It quietly briefly observed the towering tall building in front of him. Slowly he came out. His steps were slow along with his pounding heart. Feelings of anxiety and worry become one.

After getting out of the elevator. He's headed for a door. His hand pressed against the bell. Not long because the door was open. Showing the figure that ranks first most he hates.

“Kania—you were unexpected,” Drake said when he first found Kania standing in front of him. He let Kania in.

Kania steps into Drake's Penthouse. His eyes immediately presented a luxurious room with a super elegant interior. Many times better than his apartment.

Drake's eagle-eyes skirted Kania's pretty face. His gaze descended on the pink lips of the woman. A dirty shadow flashed through his brain. The shadow of her lips swept over those pink lips gently. Oh no! don't think about it now!

“You caused all the chaos in my company. Can I know why?” ask Kania. Hand insinuating. Showing how elegant she was now despite the disturbing emotions constantly looming over her.

Drake raised one eyebrow. “Well I did to make you mine.”

“Excuse me, Sir.” Kania laughed lightly. “Out there are many women. Why should I? Of all the women out there, why me? Why do you want to ruin my life? Did I do anything wrong to you—Drake?”

The first time Kania mentioned Drake. This made Drake smile a little. “No—you never did anything wrong to me. It's just...” Drake stepped up, getting closer to Kania. “You have entered into my life.”

Kania increasingly dizzy made. “How can? Even before I didn't know you at all. I never tried to get into your life!”

“You saved me, which means indirectly you came into my life.” Drake's hand lifted tucked the strands of Kania's hair back. “You know—after entering, I won't give you a way home.”

Kania brushes Drake's hand. He's inching backwards. “You are wrong. I never came into your life. I'm helping you as a human being. There's only me there. I have no choice but to help you. As a human being, I can't ignore other humans when I need help.”

“That's you think, not in my opinion. Here I have the right to judge, Kania. You're too eye-catching.” Drake's down. Whispering something that can make Kania pounding. “Your mine, Kania.”

“I never belong to anyone. I belong only to myself!”

“OK, I will destroy your company until there is nothing left. Doesn't your employee trust you. Indirectly you will kill them if you let your company be destroyed.”

“WHAT SORT OF PLANE DO YOU WANT?!” kania's screams are unstoppable.

“You are mine.” Drake displays his flat look. Be patient? No, he is not someone who wants to be patient for a long time. He pulled Kania's hand towards the big table. On the table was a document Drake had prepared long before Kania came to his Penthouse.

“Sign and chaos your company is done.”

Kania sighed. “Add one, no physical contact between both parties.”

“Are you kidding me?” Drake put both his hands in his pocket. “We are both adults. Physical touch is common. You never did at all? Which planet are you from?”

“Then physical contact with the consent of both parties.” Kania only glanced at Drake from the tail of his eyes. “Add one of those terms and I will directly agree to it.”

**

Tonight Kania stepped inside a restaurant. The navy-colored dress is attached to her beautiful body. A dress with a sabrina cut featuring her beautiful shoulders. Silver colored hair clasps tucked on the sidelines of her hair.

A five-star restaurant that was only attended by the upper class. A restaurant is closed and only people who have booked can come. A restaurant that can only be reached on the top floor of a hotel. His steps came to a halt, going down the benches to find someone.

Until he can, a man who uses a black shirt suit without a suit. The man who wears a Rolex watch costs hundreds of millions. Kania stepped her feet towards Drake who had been waiting for her.

Grunting the creaking of the chair was pulled, making a pair of eagle eyes look up. He saw the woman he had been waiting for. Drake smiled at her smile.

“Beautiful.” Drake's voice is low. Chin-masked with eyes that can not be separated from the beautiful woman in front of him.

“I don't have time to hear your appeal,” reply Kania fierce.

“You must have purposely dressed up pretty so I couldn't take my eyes off.” In fact Drake is increasingly teasing Kania.

Kania grunting. “Basic player,” sneers slowly.

“Yes, its me.” Accompanied by a proud grin.

 Two servants came. Put some food on the table. Kania watched in silence. Until the waiter left, they ate quietly. There was no conversation between them at all. Only the twang of the spoon rubbing against the plate sounded.

“Lets talk about contract,” says Drake. He pulled out a document. Documents that should have been repaired according to Kania's request.

Kania took the document, opened it slowly. He only asked for one condition and right finally the condition was listed on the stamped paper that he was holding now. Before signing the paper, he first took a deep breath.

His hand finally grabbed the ballpoint pen and signed the paper. Then hand it to Drake. While Drake, without reading it first, the man immediately signed it.

“Welcome to Drake world.” Drake looked at Kania. The handsome face was many times more handsome when looking at Kania.

Kania just kept silent. He stood up, wanting to leave immediately before the man in his hole. But when he had just turned his body, his wrist was pulled. Until it hit the body of one's field.

Drake hugged Kania, with his hands on her tiny waist. He brought his face closer to Kania's neck. “Do you want see butterflies tattoo?” ask her with a heavy voice.