My Dangerous Boy's

Part 68 - I'm Gonna Crazy

"Can you help me find out who's been bravely threatening me recently?"

"Why not?" answer Aron lightly.

"And you know what he used to threaten me with?"

Aron spread his shoulders not knowing.

"She threatened me with Shella" Zavier replied with a sigh.

Aron who had only thought that he did not care about Zavier's words suddenly turned his eyes. "WHAT?"

"Because of that, can you help me? I seem too busy to do all that."

Aron frowned in annoyance. "You're a real bad-tempered guy for Shella. How did he threaten you?"

"He threatened me-" Zavier seemed to gulp his saliva so hard that he could hear the sound of his jakun going up and down. "- would kidnap Shella from me."

***

05:30 PM

"Here, Shella," said Christina and stepped towards the girl waving her hands. He smiled broadly at Shella who was sitting on the chair available in the mall.

"Hi, friend," said Shella and got up from her seat.

"I miss you." Christina immediately brought Shella into her arms, making the girl just giggle and hug her friend back.

"We just didn't meet for a day, how could you have missed me so much, Christina," Shella chuckled and took her arms off the woman.

"One day is a long day for me. And also, why didn't our lecturer come today? Is she with you? Actually, what's your relationship?" christina asked in a row, leaving Shella overwhelmed by it.

"We don't have anything to do with it" Elak Shella said. "I'm going to go shopping for clothes and go into one of the shops."

Christina tilted her head slightly, then followed in Shella's footsteps from behind. "You look weird for today, Shella."

"Oh, huh? I don't feel that way."

"Well, yeah. Besides, why did you ask me to meet you here?"

"I'm bored at home. You know, there's nothing I can do but eat, drink, sleep, and read novels. You must know what that feels like, right?"

Both corners of Christina's lips suddenly pulled upwards, then glanced towards Shella. "Why don't you just want to date?"

Shella spontaneously shook her head quickly. "Hell, big no. I still don't want to deal with relationships like that."

Christina stuffed both her hands into the jeans of her pants, then raised one of her eyebrows. "You're so stupid, Shella. Let me ask you, have you ever kissed another man?"

Hearing that, Shella was immediately choked by her own saliva. He shuddered the horror towards Christina. "That's my business!" pekiknya.

"You never did?"

You've been lying, Shella. The other side of the girl shouted, making Shella's face flushed red without knowing why.

Okay, he couldn't possibly have said he had kissed Zavier before, right? In fact, just a few hours ago the hot lips of the man stuck to his lips, erratous, not clinging, but *******!

Remember, the man was their lecturer.

"I'm not sure" said Christina and walked inside one of the shops they had met.

What happened to Christina today?

"I think that is not your business," Shella replied, then licked her lower lip which suddenly dried up for a moment.

"Come on, Shella. It's just a small matter. You've even seen me kiss my ex-boyfriend a few times."

"We are different, Christina. I can't do that such thing!" shella was getting upset. Lying, of course lying.

I don't know, he couldn't resist the kiss given by the man himself. Intoxicating.

"Ck, you're too silly, my friend," Christina said as she chose the clothes she would buy.

"Yes, I am."

Shella cursed her stupidity. Gosh, how could he forget about Zavier if Christina had unknowingly kept reminding him of the man.

The worst idea. Maybe it's better if he doesn't meet with Christina for today.

Geez... Damn this girl, she's in her heart. Failing was already his intention to forget the things he had just experienced with Zavier.

Just by imagining that hot kiss, Shella's heart beat back quickly. Though clearly he was looking at the clothes hanging in this store, but why did he fantasize excessively and think he was kissing Zavier at this time?

I am gonna crazy.

***

"Hi, Dad. I went home," said a woman, opening the black mask she had worn earlier. He then breathed a sigh of relief because he had been freed from the object. The mask was placed on the table, then walked and moved sitting on the sofa.

The girl then glanced at her father who was smoking outside the balcony.

"You bothering him again?" ask the baritone's voice, before throwing his finished cigarette butt on the floor and stepping on it with the tip of a shoe. The man chuckled amusedly as he turned his body to face the woman.

"To be precise, I just wanted to scare him."

The middle-aged man who was wearing a black shirt smeared his smile silently. "And, did it work?"

"As always, Dad. But the damn guy won half for throwing a grenade at my men and causing them to die on the spot."

The man immediately clucked. "Wow, he has a grenade? You have to be careful with her, baby girl."

The girl nodded her head briefly. "That's for sure."