My Dangerous Boy's

Part 57 - His Angry

Suddenly, the sound of the phone ringing made Zavier glance towards the caller's name. After that, he lifted it up.

"Jason, why hasn't the data been put on my desk?" tanyanya fast.

"Sorry sir, but I got nothing about that guy. Not even where he came from and who his parents were. It seems, all the biodata about him has been compiled and hidden with ingenuity."

Zavier sighed. "You got nothing? Not even a little?"

"none. Uh, wait--there's one thing to be gained, but it doesn't seem to matter that much. That guy, he had a birthmark on his neck and it looks like he's the same guy with the master factory thing that almost burned down. That's all so far."

Zavier then pinched his dizzy temple. A birthmark? Zavier closed his eyes for a moment. Information that is not important.

"All right, I'm gonna hang up now."

This all feels so complicated now.

"Oh, c'mon!" he grumbled and got up from his seat.

Zavier continued to grumble as he walked towards where his car was being driven. The yellow ferrari car that is gallantly showing off its coolness.

And, he then frowned when he realized something.

His red lamborghini had just died a few hours ago.

Never mind, don't think about Zavier.

He opened the door of his car, followed by his body sitting behind the wheel. Without wasting his precious time, he immediately stuck the gas to cause a loud roar for the umpteenth time.

***

"Garden?" he murmured in a small tone.

What's Shella here for?

He raised both eyebrows, then traced the garden.

As it turns out, Zavier didn't take long to find Shella. Five seconds later, he found the woman sitting on a park chair and wearing a plain t-shirt and tight jeans.

Wow, that's a plain blend. However, it cannot be denied if the desire suddenly rises just because of it.

That tantalizing curve really messed with his taste. Even the plain clothes had made him have to suppress desire, how would it be if Zavier saw Shella only wearing the interior?

The worst thing in his life.

"Shel-" His words were cut off when he saw a man being looked at by Shella. The man looked familiar and was standing on his back to the girl.

"Is that old friend of Shella?" muttered Zavier and smiled cynically.

He then walked a little hastily towards Shella, before his ears caught a sentence that seemed flat and cold.

"He's not a good guy. Believe me, or you yourself will accept the consequences."

After which, he glanced towards Shella. It seemed like the two of them were still unaware of his presence as Zavier was standing behind the park chair that the girl was sitting on.

"What do you mean?" ask Shella.

"I'm just warning you."

Zavier raised one eyebrow, feeling a little astonished at the topic they were talking about. Could they be talking about him?

I think yes, inner Zavier and turned sharply towards Aron. However, Shella's ex-boyfriend is unaware of the stare as she is standing on her back.

Well, indeed he had just stood between their middle, but Zavier had a hunch that Aron had just finished talking bad things about him.

"Really, Dude?" ask Zavier suddenly.

Shella and Aron both flinched in shock, then turned to the origin of the baritone voice.

"You're dating and you're bravely talking about me?" zavier asked casually while supporting his body by placing both hands on the back of the garden chair.

"Or is your ex-boyfriend trying to get back to you, Shella?"

Zavier then glanced towards the girl who looked stiffened in place. The man immediately smiled faintly at the look on his face. It turns out his guess was right.

Maybe Shella was wondering how she knew Aron was her ex-boyfriend, or maybe she was shocked by his sudden presence?

"After all he has me, so don't expect much to come back to him, you weakling" Zavier said casually, again. But it can not be denied if behind the relaxed tone, his jaw is getting hardened with both hands clenched tightly.

Aron's jaw hardened because of that. "You have no right to interfere in our affairs. I already know who you are, what you're hiding, and who you really are" Aron said, smiling triumphantly at Zavier.

zavier's head was immediately seething at that instant. He walked past Shella's bench and headed towards Aron. In the next second, Zavier pulled the man's collar to make him have to tiptoe a little.

Aron stared sinisterly at Zavier, then gripped his collar as well. As a result, the two of them clashed sharply with each other and grabbed the collar of his opponent.

"You better be careful with me, Aron," sizzled Zavier like a snake.

Aron just smiled scornfully. He brought his lips closer to Zavier's right ear, then whispered something inside. "Why? You're afraid the world will find out that you're a mobster with absolutely no mercy? Or, because your brain keeps thinking about the pabri-problem"

Aron's words were cut off when Zavier punched his jaw with a fist. The veins on the man's neck began to appear out of anger, while Aron spontaneously lurched backwards without having time to dodge with bleeding lips.

Zavier only smiled meaningfully at his side, then walked over and brought his lips closer to Aron's ears. "Don't think your life will be peaceful again,"

May 8th, 2020