Zena: The Last Fight
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In the afternoon, Zena was enjoying the breeze in front of her room. There was nothing the girl did but sit watching an eagle flying in the sky.

Arabella who accidentally saw, approached the back mansion to just remind the plain-faced girl.

"You deserve to stay here. Workers remain low-key even if your attitude is too arrogant for a waiter" the girl quipped in sexy clothes. He flicked his lips at Zena while leaning against a pillar with both hands folded over his chest.

Zena snorted, not intending to ignore him. His face still looked up at the eagle that was flying freely in the sky.

"Like an eagle that loves freedom ..hunt in the outside world and act wild, but remain alert to the threats around it. Continuously flying around the sky without caring about them staring at him from the surface of the earth." Zena smiled.

Declaring the tongue of Arabella was not touched, he ignored the ears reluctant to hear innuendo and sneer.

"You're too high to judge yourself. Smoke always wants to soar high into the sky, when in fact he is under the tread of the earth. Remember limits! Who are you here, then don't act like you're the mistress of this mansion!" arabella said before turning around to leave the mansion behind. Upset at not being able to provoke Zena. The girl remained calm and haughty.

Who cares!

Zena kicked his shoulders indifferently. He dropped his back on the back of the chair, whistling to call the eagle legend. A smile expands as the animal darts down towards him. Then, perch prettyly on Zena's bent arm.

"How are you? Must be happy because you're free to fly. Ah .. I also want to fly free like you. Free to be free .. go wherever I want." Zena touched down the bird's beak and played with it.

A few days passed, the attitude of the girl was still just as brazen to them. Not infrequently Zena relented just because he did not want to prolong the problem. That morning, he walked alone to the main kitchen. Wearing a long-sleeved loose-fitting shirt, with subordinate shorts above the knee. Looks sexy and seductive plus her long hair that she originally tied.

Zena poured him a cup of water and downed him.

"Zena?" tegur Chendrik who coincidentally saw Zena while crossing the kitchen. The girl turned around, her nonchalant attitude further made Chendrik curious.

"I heard you doused Arabella with water yesterday. Is true?" search Chendrik. Last night the girl complained to him while crying.

"Sister, he poured water on me. Why would you let a bar-bar girl like her stay here?" the sister last night. Recalling that Chendrik pinched his back throbbing head.

Zena shrugged her shoulders indifferently. He put the cup on the table, causing a little noise because of the pressure he gave. He approached, both hands folded in the stomach. As usual, the look in his eyes remained sharp unlike when he looked at Cheo or the Chendrik workers in the mansion.

"You think I'd do it?" He turned around, snorting slightly before continuing his words, "tell him, don't bother me anymore!" He took his foot out of the kitchen. Making Chendrik bobble his head did not understand his attitude.

"Wait, you naughty girl. I will definitely get you," he threatened as he stared at Zena's back away.

Chendrik turned around after the figure of the girl disappeared behind a door. Dressed in his uniform as a leader, he went to the headquarters to attend a meeting to discuss the mafia who returned to action. And never resolved.

At night, Sebastian settles into the back mansion where Zena lives with the workers. He smiled at the girl who was teaching Cheo to learn.

"Why are you so pretty? As a nanny, you're too pretty, Zena. You better be my lover. Your life will be assured of course," he murmured slowly staring lustfully at the figure of the radiant girl under the glare of the porch lamp.

He hides behind a pillar as Cheo passes by, but Zena, who has extraordinary sensibility, is aware of his presence. He was just pretending, as if no one was lurking.

Zena moved, and she left the hiding place. Walking fast without sound, like paper flying in the wind. Appreciable. Zena muttered commenting on Chendrik's sister's skill.

Just as Zena opened the door about to enter the room, the general's burly hand blocked his hand. Slightly strong, it might hurt if it was an ordinary girl, but she was Zena. Just like that, for him it was nothing.

In the darkness, someone recorded both. He smiled cunningly as he muttered, "This is the day of your defeat, Zena. Just look! I'm going to spread this video and you .. end your history, ******!" He growled, preparing to record what was going to happen in the girl's room.

Without anyone noticing, Zena made a hand gesture. Throwing a pebble at someone hiding behind a flower.

"Aw! Shit, what is this? Who threw me? It hurts!" his sigh grimaced as he rubbed the throbbing arm. The phone in his hand dropped, he crouched down and found an incredible sight that he had accidentally caught.

Zena smiled faintly when she heard the shrieking sound from behind the flower plant. He hid his face by bowing his head staring at the floor they were on. Seeing an opportunity, Sebastian uses it to push Zena's body against the wall.

He grinned as Zena closed with her lips slightly open and grimaced.

"You're too pretty to be the babysitter of that boy. Be my lover, satisfy me, and your life will be assured. How, honey?" Sebastian's hand stroked Zena's cheek presumptuously. The girl growled inwardly, seconds later she opened her eyes, staring intently at the brown bead of the man who was lusting after her.

"Are you sure of those words, General? Meanwhile it sounded like a prank in my ear. Chendrik is more powerful than you, he has everything I need. I only need to melt her heart if I want to. Honey, I'm not interested in him or .. in you!" Zena pushed the chest of the male field, once a blow she instantly took a few steps back.

"You think I'm just like that woman in hiding? You're wrong, General. Wrong big!" zena firmly chuckled small. He pushed the General's sturdy body out of his house, "good night! May you have a good dream tonight, Mr General!" he said as he closed the door with a little force jerking the body of the man who had just lost a landslide.

Stamped on his pride as a man, he growled resentfully withstanding all the overflowing emotions. The woman who hid behind the plant, stood up straight to appear herself. He smiled sneeringly looking at the annoyance on the General's face. Failed their plans that night.