My Dangerous Boy's

Part 60 - The Fourth Kiss

Zavier stopped his car in front of Shella's house. He glanced at the surroundings suspiciously, before turning his glance towards the girl.

"Before I get out of your car, there are a few things I want to ask from earlier" said Shella later.

Zavier only raised one eyebrow in surprise.

"How did you know I was in that park? So, how do you know if Aron's my ex-boyfriend? And lastly, who are you?" shella asked in a row and looked into Zavier's brown eyes.

This woman was curious as well.

The man seemed to think for a moment. "I happened to be in the park. And as for how I found out about Aron, it's all from the look of your face."

Shella unconsciously held her own face. "Musicus?" tanyanya weird.

"I remember you once said Aron was your best friend, but it was inversely proportional to the look of your face that said otherwise. It's true your daddy said, you're not good at deceiving people."

Actually, Zavier was just lying. Of course he wasn't in the park, and as for Aron, he must have scammed him first. The whole biodata about Shella he had checked with detail. How tall, how heavy, where he came from, even to the inner size Zavier knew.

"e-uh. Oh!"

Zavier then sighed. "Keep, regarding the last question, I won't tell you. Maybe this is not the right time to explain."

"Why?"

"It's okay. It's just, I'm still not comfortable telling you about my life."

"Oh, all right," said Shella and started to get out of Zavier's car.

However, the girl's movements stopped when she felt a hand clutching her arm tightly. Shella finally turned her head back and looked at Zavier strangely.

"I-" Zavier bites his lower lip. "- really likes you."

Shella's heart was beating fast again. He glanced here and there, before trying to remove the cheque from the man.

But, his behavior was in vain because the burly hand squeezed his tiny arm, marking that he still did not want to let go of the check.

For the third time, Zavier grabbed Shella's nape, then re-attached her hot lips to the girl's lips. The man never gets tired of******* the lips of the girl.

"I really like you, Shella. I'm not lying" he said behind the exciting kiss.

Shella's body stiffened instantly. He began to doubt what Zavier had just said.

Geez...

A few seconds later, Zavier finally let go of his kiss. He turned to look towards Shella's blue eyes that did not appear to blink at all.

"I really love you" said Zavier once again.

Shella bit her lower lip, then directed her gaze in another direction. Zavier was cupping his entire face, and it made him have to endure the embarrassment of half-dead.

"I knew you'd be amazed by this statement. Actually, I myself was also surprised by my feelings that were getting stronger for so long. In fact, my daddy told me that I had fallen for you. And that seems to be true" explained Zavier again.

"A-I just want to say that," Zavier added, then smiled gently at Shella. "Now, come down."

Feeling that she had gotten the green light, Shella immediately replied. "Okay," he said quickly and got out of the car. Nervously, he closed the door and ran into his house.

Suddenly, his phone rang, making the owner immediately see the name of the caller.

Number not known.

For some reason, Zavier felt a bit of a fret with the caller's number. Instantly, he immediately thought of strange things. Is this the same person that happened before?

Zavier. He thought hard and closed his eyes. Lift what not?

A few seconds later, feeling nothing was wrong, the man finally picked up the long-ranging phone. "Who?" ask her with a tone that turned cold.

"It's me" said a baritone voice across from him, making Zavier subconsciously grip his cell phone tightly.

He did not recognize this foreign voice.

"Who?" ask Zavier, repeating the question again.

"At least you should remember the voice of the person you just punched" said the voice.

The guy he punched? ARON'S?

"What do you want?" ask Zavier again. This time, he was getting anxious because the damn guy had found out his cell phone number.

"It's okay, I just want to talk to you. Don't worry too much and clutch your phone tightly."

Hearing that, Zavier spontaneously glanced around the surroundings. "How did you know that?" the tanyanya is flat, but it cannot be denied if the feeling has become mixed now. Zavier gritted his teeth.

"I always know what you're doing, Zavier. The son of Clayton."

Zavier was getting angry. "Don't beat around the bush and tell me exactly what you want!"

"Zavier, the powerful mafia suddenly became afraid of me, huh? Unbelievable. If all I want is Shella, can you give her?" The baritone's voice chuckled softly at his last sentence, making Zavier feel like he had been humbled.

"Step over my body first if you want to take it," exclaimed the cynical Zavier.

"Oh, huh? Actually, I can kill you whenever I want. In fact, right now if you want it."

Zaiver held his breath. It seemed like he had just been threatened back by the man.

Come, Zavier. Since when have you been this weak? Letting your enemies rule over you?

"But, unfortunately. I can't bear to do that." The baritone voice returned.

Zavier was sizzling, feeling he was becoming too weak at this moment.

"Look behind your car."

Zavier followed the order despite his reluctance. He glanced at his rearview mirror, then found a smiling man mocking at him while sticking a cell phone in his ear.

Aron's.

May 8th, 2020