Aretta & Secrets

Crazy Psychopath

Author Pov's

This whole week the man's been too busy watching Aretta. Not only this time, even this thing he had often done from day to day just to lure the girl who did not pay attention to him at all. At first he did not want to hope and chose to let go because this girl looked like a bookworm that was difficult to interact with, but there were things from her that made the man reluctant to stay away.

He had tried to lure Aretta with his helmet, but it yielded nothing. And that leaves the man having to rack his brain to look for other alternatives in order to get what he wants. He was furious when the girl again ignored him and gave him a look filled with disgust. He feels like shit.

He is not a human being who can be treated with that frontal. And again he was quite well known in his group, also had quite a high power, only Aretta did not know but she planned to tell him about it when she managed to get Aretta to bend her knees below him.

Aretta had not smiled for a week and the girl looked like she was heartbroken. Although her friends are always with her, but it is impossible to make Aretta smile easily. The gods are disturbed. He didn't want to see his girl pout all day, so he decided to find out what kind of bastard would dare to break her heart. And if there was someone who dared to disturb Aretta, it was certain that person would instantly die at the hands of the Gods.

Though just last night he prepared a basement that has been made over in such a way and plus a super comfy bed for Aretta. He made the room as comfortable as possible for the girl to be there. He also thought that Aretta would like the room because it could actually keep it not only from the sun, but also from the scoundrels who were trying to take the opportunity to take advantage of it.

"Perfect," he muttered softly as he locked the room back downstairs after he checked it out one last time. The god went to work earlier than usual. She wanted to see her girl sooner because in the first hour of the lesson was Aretta's class coming in.

The hour he was waiting for finally arrived. The god entered the classroom and began to stand by the window to watch his girl enter through the school gate. When he recognized the owner of the strayed brown hair, his heart rate began to increase twice as fast. He wanted to immediately bring Aretta into his basement and hold her all night.

"Not yet for today" he remembered to himself. He had to be patient to wait. He must find the right moment to make Aretta his. And it seems that his efforts in restraint paid off because at lunchtime, he heard the three friends talking to each other.

"So the grand opening is tomorrow night? What, you're not nervous?" The god notices the man who is Aretta's only friend. At first he was a little annoyed by the man's presence, but when he found out that the man had a lover, his sense of annoyance slowly faded.

Aretta simply nodded in response, "Brezee has been closed for quite a while and the free grand opening bazaar is only open for two days."

The god only knew that the bookstore would be back in operation, but knowing that Aretta was involved in the business was new news for him. She once followed Aretta and it let her know where the girl lived. At first he was surprised and thought the girl would move once the original owner arrived, but knowing she was now one of the owners was exciting news.

God has now chosen time and also has a place. He has also made sure his girl will be at the event tomorrow night. Hearts popping. She hopes Aretta is wearing a beautiful dress that can add light to her.

The man shook his head at that thought. Aretta must look really voluptuous. After feeling that he had obtained some very important information, the God immediately stepped away from the three people, down the empty corridor without intending to look back. His feelings were extremely excited and he could barely contain himself.

The god actually kept the promise he made with himself. The man came even uninvited by anyone.

"You will be mine" he murmured slowly with confidence. If it wasn't for Aretta finding her playing with fire with one of the girls she didn't remember her name, she would have never known there was such a beautiful girl in this school. Her ordinary appearance and beauty covered it made her curious.

He was obsessed with that girl.

Yes, a God. One of the top brass of the mafia gang is already in love with Aretta.

***

I am determined today and will ask Aidan to speak to me. I really want to discuss how the continuation of a relationship filled with distance. Does he still like me or not? Although I still hope for his feelings.

This time I woke up early because of the grand opening that would be held later. I cleaned the place, arranged the food sample patch, until preparing a souvenir for our acquaintances.

I guess I'm the only one who's enthusiastic about this opening, but it turns out that many are curious. Some people appeared to be pacing around in front of the cafe, some taking pictures of the timetable and some neighbors peering through the window.

Today is also the arrival of the leftover furniture. I as an officer who must accept and also ask the handyman to put it in the right place. All items are delivered exactly one hour without any additional time.

I originally intended to ditch and help Gio and Ana to prepare for the grand opening. But Gio disagreed. He insisted on asking me to go to school. He even asked Aidan to come this morning to take me without me to protest.

Because Aidan came too early and school hours today started at 9, it made him take the initiative to help workers move things. I was a little disturbed to see how the biceps were printed beautifully, even I to the point of myself being too fascinated.

"Aretta's." Gio calls me, "lo has to go to school and gye will do all the rest according to your request." I groaned and Gio replied by shaking the sketch of the prospective cafe furniture laying towards me, "gue has this and again you make it. As long as you are ready, I will follow the instructions here later you just check it." I want to refuse and still want to see with my own eyes how this room is being remodeled.

I did sketch the abal-abal because I thought when the goods came we could not possibly interact. So, with the object, our movement is more facilitated. I drew where the long table was to be put. Then also draw how many seats on each table, also about how the shape of the bookshelf will be arranged. This is really a new concept because book buyers will be able to order drinks. Or book tenants can read it in a comfortable place.

I breathe out slowly. Gio's ban on helping was indeed a good thing and again after I thought about it, this would be an incredible surprise for myself.

I have to go out and go to school. This job will be Gio's only responsibility. I rushed to clean my body again because of the sweat that came attached. When I came down to go to school, I heard Gio's voice screaming. I turned my head and saw Aidan who had opened the car door to enter immediately.

"Gue tipped Aretta, will you?" I want to curse that man right now if there aren't many people. He was the cause of the awkwardness that hit both of us and now he wants to get me stuck in a higher level awkwardness with the man. Is he crazy?

"okay." I growled in annoyance and was more surprised when he did not refuse. Gio led me to Aidan's car and as expected, we were silent on the way to school.

It's okay if the silence this morning is not only filled with awkwardness or tension, but because we've both been under a lot of pressure lately, the situation has become terrible. Aidan stopped at the teacher's parking lot, feeling very helped, I thanked him and then jumped out of his car and ran to class. I never thought I would run towards the classroom, let alone the God Sir class.

I arrived on time and relief came straight at me because Lord God did not nod.

"Morning," she was polite while giving a nod to me. I'm a little confused by this situation. He looks weird to act like that. I'm still thinking, but don't want to bother. Immediately I stepped towards my seat next to Rafa and turned to him to ask if he also felt this oddity.

"Lo felt the Lord God is strange, no?" ask her while whispering. Anticipate that no one would hear the conversation except the two of us.

Rafa shook his head, "Gue yearsya he often complied lo. But before you go to class, he looks nervous and pacing in front of the class."