The Secret Girl of Mr. Thelar
Don't Take Me Home!

Teshar looked towards the girl he thought was stupid with a cynical look. The girl who always carries a dilemma in her mind and life. Someone who always looked at him with a plain face and trusted his every word and promise.

“It's been satisfied yet, playing around outside, dear?" the man asked coldly, the tone of voice more intimidating.

Clara immediately stood up again as she patted her palm, throwing away the remaining dust sticking up. He looked down with a heart of confusion and fear, even he could imagine for sure when the person was glaring sharply at him.

Still not daring to look, Clara tried to think of a way to explain all her actions and ran away again when the annoying man for her was off guard.

”You're home when? Don't bother me because you do as you please" said Teshar still wearing a flat cold tone without displaying any expression, Clara still lowered her head.

“I ... just been outside all day," said Clara biting her lips, holding a sense of trepidation in her heart.

Clara turned her head to the right and left sides which began to seem lonely. He realized he was running away from the crowd. Clara breathed in annoyance realizing that this man must have been following her and knew where she was from the beginning.

”You're home when?" Teshar asked again in a more pressing tone.

Clara immediately lowered her head. He memorized very well, this man was not giving a choice, was not asking, but rather scolded him. Still with a feeling of fear, Clara frowned her fingers and glanced at the man's face at a glance. Ensuring how he expressed himself was always intimidating.

The firm jaw, the cold eyes, the sound of the man breathing was too frightening for Clara.

“Follow me,” take her in a flat voice while grabbing Clara's arm and pulling her to follow her walking.

“I don't want to go home!" reject Clara tried to rebel, her face reddened with a bent look harbored a sense of disappointment.

”You're trying to fight me?" teshar asked with a cold expression that always made Clara shrivel in fear.

“I beg you, Brother. Let me—at least a week outside. After this I will sit quietly at home again. Brother, I beg of you,” whine Clara ran small following Teshar's wide steps.

Teshar paid no heed to Clara's whining, he really felt indignant towards the girl. Everything that he had expected had really happened, the existence of this girl outside almost invited danger for him and of course for Clara herself. With his hands gripped tightly, the well-built man immediately put Clara in his car. Clara could only look on with a sad heart and return resignedly.

Teshar immediately closed the car door and turned towards the steering chair, ignoring Clara who kept looking at him with a groggy face. He immediately ran his vehicle leaving Richman Road.

“Sister, I'm sorry to sneak out. But please, don't take me home" whined Clara again grabbed Teshar's arm to drive.

The man in the neat suit was still unmoved, not caring about Clara at all. He himself was confused, how to get back to bring Clara home without being known by anyone. To stop Clara's whining, she looked at the girl with a sharp look, telling the girl to stop protesting with a light-eyed gesture. Clara immediately understood and let go of her hand. The girl sat back quietly.

”Do you know, what are you doing this is so dangerous?!" decak Teshar while focusing on driving a car. Clara was still silent, her lips frowning tightly.

“Your age is growing up, but your mind is still stupid like a boy!" the clasping made Clara shrivel, looking deeper and deeper.

Teshar runs a car without bodyguards, making sure no one is behind his car by circling the road several times. After feeling all was safely under control, then he steered the vehicle towards a private apartment of his. 

Clara looked at some buildings that were much taller than her usual place of residence with her own goosebumps. Sometimes he turned towards Teshar who was still turning his wheel with his eyes focused towards the street.

”Until when, I'll be locked up like this?" Clara muttered softly, biting her lips because she was actually quite afraid of being yelled at by the grown man again. Not getting an answer, finally the girl could only bow down again with a feeling of disappointment.

Their car turned several times past the bend with a view of towering buildings. Shady trees also accompany their journey to luxury apartments that have super exclusive facilities. An apartment equipped with an outdoor and indoor swimming pool, lounge, sports arena such as badminton courts, tennis, squash, jogging track, to the putting green area. This apartment will be Clara's new residence after her escape attempt failed.

“Don't let go, I still have a lot of work. Fuck up! His work is a hassle!" hardik Teshar surprises Clara.

Clara could only exhale as she opened the door following Teshar who had circled the car towards her—meaning to help her open the door.

”Where are we, sister?" clara asked, looking at the entire car parked beside her.

“Why? Still planning to run away again?" reply Teshar with a sniffling sound.

Clara stepped out of the car while shaking slowly. He complied as the Cold Lord pulled back his hand to walk faster. 

Bringing the innocent girl to the apartment was a safer decision than anywhere else. Teshar had been reckoning with it maturely for the whole night.

"Good night, sir." A woman who was the receptionist lowered her head as she greeted Teshar and Clara as she entered the lobby.

Teshar who was still holding Clara's fingers immediately returned the greeting by nodding while smiling at the woman while still walking towards the elevator. Clara nodded and smiled, speeding up her steps following Teshar.

”Do you feel bored while you are at my house?" asked the man while looking towards Clara when the two were already inside the elevator.

Clara did not reply, only able to give a puzzled look towards Teshar who was beginning to return to being gentle to her. His voice was comfortable in his ears. While closing her eyes, Clara nodded.

Seen a faint smile engraved from Teshar's lips, Clara could only glance in wonder. Always the man can make him confused by all the treatment that is always changing every time against him.

“Who bought you that ugly shirt?" tanya Teshar grabbed the edge of Clara's shirt and flicked the end in annoyance.

”It ... My clothes are dirty. So, I chose this outfit instead," Clara replied lowered her head, she did not dare to return Teshar's gaze.

Clara walked back half-hurrying out as the elevator door opened; her hand was still in Teshar's grasp. The man had not let go of his hand at all since getting out of the car, Clara just kept quiet.

The man was heard to grieve still by holding Clara's hand to keep following her down the corridor of a private apartment unit unknown to her parents. Teshar hopes here Clara does nothing by trying to escape again from the forty-ninth floor of her unit.

“Awas! If you dare to sneak again without my knowledge, I will throw you off the fourth floor of this building. Want to!" threatening Teshar made Clara widen her eyes and immediately shook her head.

”Be good!“

”I'm bored, Brother. I want to live like everyone else out there. Why should I be locked up? Why?" his whining again made Teshar sigh as a gesture to Clara whenever the tone of the girl's voice had started to make Teshar dizzy upon hearing it.

“Because you don't live like people out there," replied Teshar firmly.

”What do you mean? Not living how?" clara asked for an explanation.

“Shht!" The man hissed irritably making Clara immediately clench her lips tightly.

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