My Dangerous Boy's

Part 35 - Mysterius Birthmark

"You hungry? Wanna eat?" zavier quickly asked, trying to shift the cruel topic.

Meanwhile, Shella simply fell silent and did not reply. However, his eyes still looked towards Zavier's brown eyes, diving into them for a long time.

Seeing that Shella did not answer, Zavier immediately took an opinion without asking again. "I think you're hungry. Come on, let's go downstairs for breakfast."

"Is that okay?" shella asked doubtfully. He finally woke up from his daydream. "How about your dad? Does he not suspect me of being in your house? Especially when your father found out that I slept all night here."

"Oh, it's okay. Because I brought you here, so I'll explain everything. But there's one thing I want to say, I don't have any bad plans for you. I swear," said Zavier seriously.

Shella only raised one eyebrow, seeing the seriousness of the man clearly imprinted in her eyes. Feeling that there was no other choice because it seemed that Zavier was not playing around either, he ended up slightly nodding his head. "Okay, okay. I trust you."

"Oh, really? Then, thank you and let's go down now."

Shella was about to open her mouth, trying to protest back to Zavier. But his intention was immediately aborted when the man pulled his wrist with a slight force that made him inevitably have to follow his will.

Ck, suck.

They walked out and Shella was a little amazed by Zavier's house. Or rather, the Zavier mansion. However, it was not the vastness of this mansion that astonished him because he had gotten used to everything. Well, Shella used to live in a mansion in New York while on vacation there.

What amazes him now is that there are a lot of pictures on display on the left and right side walls. On the right wall there is a picture of the family, Zavier's own picture or Zavier's image who was alone with his sister.

Shella turned her head to the wall on the left. On that side is a picture of Zavier from childhood to adulthood as it is now. However, Shella suddenly burst into a stern light when her eyes accidentally caught a picture where little Zavier was crying and sucking his right thumb.

"That's you? Holy jeez!" shella said while shaking her head and chuckling amusedly.

Zavier stopped his steps and slightly tilted his head towards Shella. The woman seemed to be holding back her laughter while looking the other way, making the man also look towards the object that Shella was looking at.

Unknowingly, he slightly widened his eyes when he saw the image. Even he had forgotten if there was still a display of the image in his mansion.

Shit, that's so embarrassing.

"No," elak Zavier fast.

Zavier looked at the girl in front of him who had always looked beautiful to him. "Huh, what a funny call, baby," he said, who inevitably also chuckled amusedly at the behavior of Shella.

"Why, anyway!"

Shella struck Zavier's muscular stomach softly, making the man slightly retreat due to his behavior. Zavier laughed, while the girl was instantly stunned for a moment by the man's appearance.

Handsomest. Indeed, Shella must admit that this man is quite handsome. And, for some reason, his fucking heart was pumping fast.

Shella immediately turned her eyes. He was neutralizing his feelings for a moment, not wanting to dissolve in such a thing.

They continued their steps again, until when they were down the stairs, there was another family photo that caught his attention. According to Shella, it looks like it was taken at the time Zavier was in his infancy. But wait, something is different here. There are 5 members in there, whereas the previous pictures he saw only amounted to 4 people.

"Who is this?" shella asked and stopped Zavier. The girl pointed towards a child who was smiling widely inside.

Zavier squinted his eyes and stared at the direction that Shella was pointing at. However, in the next second, his face instantly turned flat and gloomy. "He's gone."

Shella was surprised. He turned to look at Zavier and he could catch the sadness in his eyes. "I'm sorry. I don't know about it."

Shella bit her lower lip. But, whether the girl's troubled eyesight or indeed this was the reality, the man suddenly just returned smiling. "It's okay, it's over. Don't apologize. Come on, let's go to the dining room."

Shella simply nodded her head, feeling astonished by the change.

He glanced back at the picture of the little boy. Nothing strange according to him. However, he was immediately stunned when he found something there. A birthmark on the boy's neck, the same mark as his sister's killer.

Whatdoes thatmean?

"What's the hell is Shella?"

Zavier's question made the girl flinch from her daydream. The girl looked seriously at the photo. "No, no. Let's go have breakfast."

7 May 2020