PRISONER CRUEL CEO
Chapter 43
‘Finally arrived too.’
The Emperor looked around the airport with a flat gaze. He sighed softly, raising his eyebrows next to the figure of the man who was waving at him with a smile.
Slowly the Emperor stepped closer to the figure. Pulling slowly his small suitcase with a flat face that is happy to be seen.
“What are you doing here?” The emperor raised his eyebrows asking.
A soft ruckus sounded out from Devian's lips, the twin figure of Demian.
“Fetch you,” reply Devian relaxed. Not too concerned with the expression on his cousin's face. Because Devian knows quite well what the nature of an Emperor Argantara.
“Should not need.” Both of them started to step out, “you should just sleep. I can go to the nearest hotel by taxi,” continued the Emperor who looks unconcerned by Devian.
Without saying a word, Devian entered his car. The emperor could only shake his head slowly at this.
Immediately enter after putting his small suitcase on the back bench. The car begins to drive down a quiet night road to the Salvatore family residence.
“Mommy said to pick you up. Uncle Revan called and informed Mommy to stay at the mansion while in Milan. Because Raila's apartment is quite far from the main residence, unless you already want to meet your sister. But I'm sure, you weren't that calm to wake Raila up at three in the morning just to open the door,” explains Devian at length with a focused gaze forward.
The Emperor was silent. That was not what he had in mind right now, but rather the figure he might meet at the Salvatore residence. He can still pay for a hotel room. The anger and prejudice in the heart of the Emperor never faded from the figure of his cousin.
“And again, it will be faster to finish our cooperation problems if you spend the night at the Salvatore residence. We can directly discuss the point later in the morning after breakfast or maybe after you sleep soundly,” said Devian glanced at the figure beside him.
His cousin looked so different from the last time he saw her that day while in Indonesia.
“You don't have a deadly disease, ‘kan?” the strange question popped out of Devian's lips, making the Emperor's gaze instantly fixed on the figure who asked.
“I'm healthy, there's only a little problem.” Answer the Emperor.
Both of Devian's eyes blinked at the Emperor, then refocused on the road. A sad gaze that was clearly visible when the man beside her said that, made the side of her heart unbearable.
“What problems? You can tell me. It's possible that I can help clean up the rats that are harassing your business,” Devian said without hesitation.
“Thank you. But this is not because of the bully rat,” said the Emperor turned his gaze staring out the window.
“Oke.”
There was no conversation between the two men until the car entered the gate of the Salvatore family residence.
“Ayo, out. You need a break so that the discussion of cooperation can run smoothly.”
A moment the Emperor silently stared at the entrance of the luxurious mansion. There was a feeling of anger that began to flare up when he imagined the face of the twin figure of the man who had just stepped in leaving him.
“Sialan.” Let the Emperor slow down, then open the door and come out. Picking up his suitcase in the back seat then entered the large door that was still wide open.
The emperor looked around. The atmosphere has not changed much since the last time he came with his parents when he was a child.
“Emperor...” call sounded from kitchen direction, showing Devian holding a plate of pudding, “mau?” devian offers.
Quickly the Emperor shook his head, “no, thank you.”
Devian just put his shoulders back and forth as he stepped closer to the living room, sat himself down quietly and turned on the tv to watch without intending to show the room to his cousin.
“Then, I'll go into room.” The Emperor's words passed from where he stood near the door of the room not far from the family room.
“Yes, see you tomorrow morning.”
Upstairs, precisely in a room that is only illuminated by bedside table lamps.
Demian sat quietly on the single sofa in his room. Staring flat ahead with a slight glance at his phone on the table. Message notifications appear on the screen.
“Nona also says want to meet you, if you are not busy. There is an important thing Miss wants to say.”
Demian sighed softly. He was curious about what Adelia wanted to say to him, but remembering that there was currently an Emperor in Milan made him a little disappointed at having to delay his intention of meeting the beautiful woman. Demian roughly leaned his back against the sofa. His head looked up at the ceiling of his room.
“I hope the Emperor leaves this country soon,” murmured Demian closed his eyes with his right arm. Honestly speaking, his side of heart missed the face of the Asian woman who was currently in his mansion. The beautiful figure of a cheap smile was again shy, but unfortunately the woman was already attached to the figure of her cousin.
“Let me be with him a little longer, Lord.” Demian prayer.
Exactly at 08:04 local time.
Breakfast was on the table at the Salvatore family residence.
The couple at the table exchanged glances with each other, then glanced at the two men sitting before them. Demian and the Emperor.
“Ah, Emperor.”
The Emperor looked up at the call from his Aunty husband. Staring for a long time the middle-aged figure who was smiling, was different from the figure of the man before him. Which only displayed a flat expression while eating breakfast voraciously.
“Yes, Uncle?”
“You are sure to go to Raila's apartment after you finish discussing cooperation with Devian?” asked Logan who got a steady nod from the young man.
“My goal here is just for that, Uncle. I want to spend more time with Raila before returning to Indonesia,” replied the Emperor with a faint smile.
Logan nodded in understanding. Zara looked worriedly at her brother's son. There were many things that Zara wanted to say, but it seemed like she had to refrain from asking questions in her mind.
“Mom, Dad, I go first.” Pamit Demian got up from her seat after drinking, Demian gave a fleeting nod to the Emperor before passing from the dining room.
“Be careful on the road, Darling.” said Zara staring at her son's wide back.
“Iya, Mom.”
There are only three people left in the dining room. Continue the breakfast quietly until it is finished.
I don't feel like time is passing so fast. It had been three hours since breakfast had finished and now the Emperor was sitting on the sofa of the living room, waiting for a figure who had not yet come out of the room.
"Morning, Emperor." greeted Devian shortly after getting out of the elevator approaching the living room.
"Morning by noon," the Emperor retorted lazily and then shook his head.
Devian just smiled brightly, feeling no guilt at all. Sit on the sofa beside the Emperor.
"I'll take some important documents for this cooperation." The emperor moved from his seat, leaving the living room to enter his bedroom last night.
Devian waited patiently, gesturing for one of the waiters seen there to bring coffee until the sound of the incoming message ringing entered his auditory senses, made Devian look away at the Emperor's cell phone on the table.
"Sister has arrived in Milan?" a message from Raila.
But that was not the focus of Devian, but a photo of the woman who became the wallpaper of the phone.
Both of Devian's eyes widened, staring in disbelief at the thing he saw.
'Wasn't that the woman Demian hid in his mansion?!!'
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