The Throne Of The Heart
Section 25

Brak!

Lashira immediately woke up as the door of her room opened very tightly. He cursed softly as he looked at Greyson's flat face there. “What's up?” tanyakanya.

“You still remember me?” greyson asked, making the newly awakened Lashira furrow her forehead deeply because she did not understand at all the direction of the man's conversation.

Lashira remained unmoved in place as Greyson took steps to approach her. “After hitting where is your head, Mr Masson?” lashira asked who Greyson had not ignored at all.

“Since when do you remember me?” ask Greyson again.

“Anaan anyway, Grey?”

“When?!” urged the man who subconsciously snapped at Lashira instead.

Both of Lashira's eyeballs widened, indeed she felt very surprised and also did not accept being suddenly snapped. “You! Get out of here and book me a ticket home right now!” shouted Lashira change.

“Don't make me lose Ira's patience, you won't like to see it.” Lashira gulped down her saliva painstakingly hearing Deep Greyson's voice. Only this time it felt Greyson lost his patience with her, whereas before the man would not explode like this.

“Grey ... You scared me,” great-grandson Lashira slowly.

Greyson rubbed his face rough, he immediately regained his senses when he heard Lashira's voice sounding terrified. He sat on the bed opposite Lashira. “You ... since when do you remember about me?”

“About?”

“Two years ago, he said you were gun-pocked by my men and you mentioned my name...” Greyson paused his speech to find out the reaction of the girl.

“I don't even remember it,” said Lashira.

Greyson narrowed his eyes suspiciously. “Then why me?”

“What?” lashira asked who increasingly did not understand Greyson's path of conversation.

“Why did you ask me to take you? Why not ask your friends for help?” ask Greyson at length. Lashira immediately placed her palm on Greyson's forehead, making sure that the man was currently fine.

“Gak hot kok,” muttered Lashira who immediately got a sharp shot from Greyson.

“Grey, you know? Today you are too chatty,” continued Lashira. After saying that, Lashira immediately got out of bed and was about to wash her face. But Greyson quickly pulled the girl onto his lap.

Greyson hugged Lashira's shoulder from behind, perhaps looking sweet at first glance. But what the man was actually doing was intimidating Lashira and the girl very clearly felt an aura of intimidation supporting her.

“Don't divert the conversation, Lashira Ardiansyah..,” Greyson whispered making Lashira gulp nervously. Lashira's body screeched in shock as she felt Greyson's breath hitting her ears.

Lashira immediately broke away from Greyson, the girl's face was already completely red. “You-”

“Jawab. Why?”

“OK! First and foremost you are rich and fortunately your face is handsome. Trus when with you I can be free to do whatever I want without thinking of the consequences that will happen if I do,” explained Lashira at length.

“I'm handsome?” ask Greyson. He smiled slightly as he looked at Lashira's increasingly reddened face.

Lashira throbs up. “No. Now change me who asked, why I can't come again?”

“No? You clearly said it earlier.” Greyson tried to divert the conversation. He again pulled Lashira up onto his lap and wrapped his hand comfortably around Lashira's waist.

Lashira was speechless, her facial expression turning serious. “Grey, you know? I'm not that stupid as to not realize that you often switch important talks like this.”

“You don't need to know that, let me finish everything for you.”

Lashira shook her head firmly, she twisted her body to be able to see Greyson's face without removing the man's hand from his waist. “I don't want to be like that. You know Grey? For a few weeks I was with you my life was so comfortable, everything was available. Even you often make time for me when you yourself must be busy with your work.” Lashira paused for a moment before continuing her words.

“I so feel useless-”

“If you speak again, I will make sure your lips will swell until tomorrow,” Greyson cut. Lashira immediately swiftly closed her mouth tightly.

“Today don't go anywhere, tomorrow we go home.”

“Then the party?” ask Lashira.

Greyson held Lashira's hand that closed his eyes and then kissed her, the girl's face flushed again due to Greyson's sweet treatment.

“Then I have to clean up our stuff.” Lashira hastily breaks away from Greyson, her heart sure jumping out of place if she does not immediately move from the man's lap.

“Grey!” Lashira reflexively screamed as Greyson suddenly pulled himself up onto the bed.

“Sleep..,” Greyson said while hugging Lashira.

“But-”

“I will prepare everything, so now you come to bed with me.” Lashira was silent in Greyson's arms, the girl did not deny that Greyson's embrace made her feel warm and comfortable at once.

Lashira began to close her eyes as Greyson rubbed her back gently. After making sure Lashira was asleep, Greyson changed her clothes to more casual clothes.

He intends to smoke on the balcony so as not to disturb Lashira's sleep. He hasn't smoked like this since Lashira came with him, but recent problems have left him unable to resist his urge to smoke nicotine-containing items.

His phone rang, Greyson quickly turned off his half-lasted cigarette. He clucked when he saw the name of Norbert's contact on his phone screen.

“Grey, sorry to interrupt your time. There are some agreements you need to sign immediately and I also need your assurances about Mr. Cartez's party tonight.”

“To where I am now, and about the party .. apologize to Mr. Cartez for not being able to attend his engagement party.” After saying that, Greyson immediately severed his call with Norbert.

He let out a long breath as he looked at Lashira who was still sleeping on the bed. While waiting for Norbert's arrival, Greyson chooses to tidy up his and Lashira's belongings.

To, Norbert: Bring me a suitcase for my things and Lashira

If it wasn't for Lashira he wouldn't have bothered to clean this up. Because usually Norbert is the one who prepares everything and Greyson just needs to take care of things like this.

“Grey...,” light Lashira with eyes closed. The girl's hands fumbled through the bed, looking for Greyson's whereabouts.

Greyson smiled slightly, he walked over to Lashira and kissed the top of the girl's head. “I'm here,” she said as she rubbed Lashira's cheeks gently.

Lashira's hand covers Greyson's neck. The man was a little troubled because he had to bend over, adjusting himself so as not to fall and befall the girl.

“I'm hungry but my eyes are so heavy,” said Lashira with a distinctive hoarse voice waking up.

“Then wash your face, I will ask Norbert to bring you food.”

Lashira shook her head slowly. “Malas..,” omitted.

“Grey!” Lashira reflexively squealed as Greyson suddenly lifted her up and carried her like a koala. He reflexively hugged the man's neck for fear of falling.

“Your eyes still feel heavy?” goda Greyson's.

“You suck!”

Geck! Geck!

The two looked at each other when they heard the door knock. “Sister Norbert has arrived? What about my food?” Greyson did not answer Lashira's question.

Greyson sat Lashira on the couch. “You are here and don't go anywhere!” Lashira simply nodded obediently hearing the man's orders.

Lashira composed a sofa cushion and chose to wait for Greyson while lying there. His eyes could not escape Greyson's back, which began to move towards the door.

“Halo!”

Lashira looked up to see who was coming. But had not seen his face, Greyson had already closed the door to his room. The girl scowled in annoyance as her stomach had rung, shouting for stuffing.

On the other side

Severin smiled in anguish when she saw Greyson's annoyed expression. “It doesn't seem to run smoothly?”

“Says he doesn't even remember it.”

“This is not true, obviously he mentioned your name back then. You sure your girl didn't lie?” Severin again smiled in anguish at the sight of the doubt on Greyson's face.