SWEET LOVE YOUNG MASTER

Club's'

"It looks like I'll be home late tonight" Kaira said, staring at Davin

"Tell you," he answered briefly without looking at Kaira. "and again I don't care" he continued.

"I know. But I'm used to it, if I want to go home late or wherever I'm used to telling grandfather. And now I'm gonna have a lot of news with you. " Kaira blinked one eye like she was teasing Davin.

"Alright then I go first" said Kaira patting Davin on the shoulder. Davin was stunned by what Kaira said and did to him.

Be patient?

a faint smile appeared on Davin's face about the word 'patient' said by Kaira.

"What's my schedule today?" hurriedly put on a cold face as Marco opened his door of work.

"You have some master meeting schedules. One of them with Mr. Herbet in the XXX restaurant." Marco gave a piece of paper to Davin's hand.

"And that's some people who have passed the selection to become our master artists. "

Davin meticulously looked at each photo attached to the paper and he stared fixedly at a photo of a girl who he thought was very familiar in his memory.

"I don't want any mistakes going forward" Davin said. Marco replied by nodding his head

"And another one." raised his index finger. "I want you to watch over Kaira tonight."

are you getting interested in Kaira sir? But it seems like this is too soon. Haha

"You heard what I said!" Marco soon awakens from his mind upon hearing Davin's hostile tone of voice.

"Focused. Don't let me cut your pay."

Swallowed his saliva with difficulty

"Okay sir, then what about Mr. Herbet? He asked to meet at lunch. Do you want to accept the invitation? "

"Sure," Davin replied as he tidied up his tie and suit to make it look perfect

"Okay sir, the car will be ready soon." lowered my head and passed away from Davin's room.

All eyes were on the two handsome men with tall bodies and athleticism no one blinked as the two men passed by them. Even until someone drooled when he saw this perfect creation of God.

of course it was Davin and Marco, Davin looked down on all the women who were staring at him.

Davin's eyes were fixed on a table that was very far from the crowd and there was the place of his client. There was a middle-aged man accompanied by a beautiful woman and Davin was sure it was the son of the man.

Cihhh

"Welcome sir," the two stood up to welcome Davin's arrival there was no response whatsoever from Davin only Marco who returned a greeting and a helping hand from them.

"Master. Introduce her to my beloved daughter Rebbeca" Herbet said with excitement as he introduced his downcast daughter.

"I'm not here for business to meet your daughter!" cibir Davin, a glimpse of Rebbeca who uses tight and thin dress even the dress is very short.

Rebbeca himself became goosebumps when he wanted to look at Davin hoping he was interested in him but only a terrible look that Davin gave.

Their meeting has also run directly Marco noted the important points conveyed by Herbet. And not to forget also Marco explained what and how the conditions for working with their company. And Davin? What the hell is he doing?

He just stared and listened to the two of them, however, the discomfort occurred when Rebbeca moved to sit next to Davin.

"already!" Davin hits their dining table leaving Herbet and Marco shocked and staring at Davin

"You two continue. I had a lingering allergy along with *****," Davin's description and gave Rebbeca a creep of fear.

"What do you mean, sir?" asked Herbet with his dislike of hearing Davin's words

Davin was serious about saying he left their meeting when the meeting was not finished.

Marco patted himself if he saw the departure of Davin who just want to give everything to him.

I'd love to kick his body. I hate the woman in front of me. Ccj ... Pantes alone Mr. Davin chose to leave rather than wait to discuss the project.

"Tomorrow, let's go back to discussing this." Marco tidied up the files on the table

"You don't want to be like that! It's not a small project and the advantages of this project are quite good, how can you delay it as you please," growled Herbet he got up from his seat with a thundered chest. Davin and Marco don't really appreciate him.

"Then what do you want? Cancel her? Please!" Marco defied Herbet he smiled sinisterly staring at Herbet. Cancelled or not it was not a big deal for Marco even though he was just Davin's personal assistant but he had the right to refuse or not a project.

"And again, if you want your meeting to go smoothly do not ever bring an ******* to."

"What the fuck are you!!" shouted Herbet

Marco smiled and chuckled leaving Herbet who seemed to be overheating.

The night welcomes back and now Kaira and her friends enter a building with a very pungent aroma of alcohol. The three of them enter a club' which is very famous in Berlin, even though it's a club' but only the moneyed and classy people can enter.

Kaira and two friends entered the VVIP room

"Are we gonna bet?" said Desi eagerly lifting a bottle of wine in his hand and began pouring the drink into his friend's glass.

"I don't think I can" Kaira refused, but continued to drink the wine her friend had served.

The club was getting rame and very noisy like never before. The three turned their eyes to look at the noise happening, well indeed the room in front of Kaira was a room with translucent glass walls.

"Crazy!! That famous model, "shocked Flora with a gawking face full of admiration looking at a woman who was in a crowd.

"Who?" tanya Kaira looked at Desi

"Freya Charlotte, a model of DC-ENTERTAINMENT," Desi replied. Kaira replied by forming her mouth with the letter O

"You don't know Kai? You fucked once," flora chirped. He took a notebook and a pen from inside his bag. "I have to ask for his signature" he said excitedly leaving his two friends inside.

"What's so great about him?" cibir Desi saw the behavior of Flora who was too much.

Kaira smiles at the pleasure of Flora when she sees her idol and observes what seems to be a hard time asking for a sign from Freya because many people are swarming around her, let alone many large-bodied men participating.