My Dangerous Boy's

Part 64 - My Twin (1)

"Zaviera?"

The woman screeched for a moment, before letting go of Zavier's hand which was clutching her hand. The man was seen still straining in place, making it possible to escape easily before the police came to arrest him.

"Wait-wait" said Zavier. He frowned, finding that the woman had disappeared from before him quickly.

Damn, it's in my heart. Zavier turned his head back, then heaved a sigh of relief as the policemen still did not get to where they were.

He headed straight to the trunk to remove a bottle filled with oil, unscrewed the lid and poured the liquid into his car until it was gone.

After that, Zavier put the empty bottle back in the trunk. He then walked to the front of the car and opened the front door. The man picked up the match he had always kept inside the dashboard, then opened a small fire from it, before throwing it towards his own car.

This is how he removes his entire footprint, which is to burn his belongings. Not only his yellow ferrari car, even other objects such as his factory, his house, and other expensive cars have joined the heat.

"Zaviera, aren't you?" muttered Zavier and mentioned the name once again. However, afterwards, he immediately shook his head several times, trying to expel the name of the girl inside his head.

He stepped into the bushes and walked and disappeared behind the weeds. After feeling the place was safe enough, Zavier pulled his phone out of his pants pocket and dialed someone's number.

It didn't take long, on the second ring of the phone, someone had picked it up quickly across the street.

"I need your help now."

The sound of amused ruckus rang out, making Zavier instantly grieve in his place.

"Oh, okay. Where are you at?"

Zavier poked his lips. "Don't pretend not to know where I am. I know you're around here!" pekiknya.

"Where do you know that?"

"That's it, don't mince much. I know you've been tracking me down through my cell phone."

There was a sound from across there.

"Ck, you're smart too. I'll be at your place in 5 minutes. Wait a minute" the voice chuckled again from across the street.

***

"Hey, what's wrong?" asked Aron and waved his hand at Zavier who looked to be putting on his sour face.

"I need your help" Zavier said reluctantly.

Aron chuckles amusedly. "We'll talk in the car."

Zavier moved from the ground he had just been sitting on. He frowned in annoyance, before trailing Aron from behind.

"Come on," answered Aron briefly.

Zavier grunts. "When did you recognize me?"

"I-" Aron seemed to think for a moment. "It seems that ever since Shella introduced you as her boyfriend," he continued with a slight press of his tone.

Zavier tilted his head slightly, feeling a little strange with Aron's confession. What does that man know? It's only been a few days that Zavier has known Aron.

"How did you know that?" ask Zavier.

"I am a hacker. And Zavier, it looks like you need to change your security again because I can break through it easily. I know everything about you because it's already in your bio."

Whats? A hacker?

"Oh!" sahut Zavier was a little surprised. But, with swiftness he immediately tried to neutralize it, so that his image in front of Aron still exists. "So what do you know about my past?"

"I know a little bit about Zaviera."

Zavier turned his head towards Aron subconsciously, then looked towards the man seriously.

"Zaviera?"

"Yes. Also, I saw your action. You're pretty good at it."

Zavier immediately grumbled in his heart, irritated at Aron's feeling of being a kepo in every way. Look, the guy even knows what he's doing today. It seemed like Zavier had no more pride in front of Aron. Just imagine, the time of a mafia leader who was instead stalked by his father's accomplices.

It seems that even in the shower, Zavier had to close all the walls of his bathroom tightly. Of course, he has to maintain a little privacy. It's so funny if suddenly the next day, Aron knows all the details of his body, even down to how big "his". Well...

No, Zavier's still a virgin. Only Shella can see it.

"I didn't ask about that. What I'm asking now, was that woman really Zaviera? I'm still not sure about that."

Aron glanced exasperatedly at Zavier. "I don't know about it. I never saw that woman's face. And wait, isn't he dead?"

Zavier frowned, then sighed in annoyance. "So you really don't know anything?"

"You doubted me? Okay, alright. I'll tell you now."

"Well, what do you know about this?"

Aron seemed to take a deep breath, before taking it out slowly. He glanced towards Zavier who looked slightly stiffened in place. "Actually, I'm still investigating about your brother's very unnatural death. I think your family is too soon to conclude the death."