The Perpetual Old Virgin And Bad Boy

chapter 12

This month, the city of Los Angeles is entering summer, which is so warm and dry.

It was visible from the reflection of sand and sidewalks along the road on the beach that was so bright and significant.

Los Angeles residents also began to crowd the local beaches in the city of Los Angeles, to just sunbathe.

But not with Rose, who is still busy with work, even though it has entered the beginning of the week.

All employees have a day off, as it is a Saturday and the Kato Group company will give its employees a day off at the beginning and the weekend.

Rose is still struggling with work, with a serious face Rose seriously scrutinizing all the neatly arranged numbers on her laptop.

Rose shut down her laptop, after finishing the job the assistant was supposed to do.

Rose rested her back on the back of her work chair and massaged her heavy temple.

He stared at the clock on the desk that already showed the number 2 noon.

Rose sighed tiredly and was self-sufficient from her seat.

He grabbed his fancy handbag and walked towards the door.

Rose walked along the company building owned by the daddy who looked lonely.

He will visit his mommy's agency today.

In because, must inj Rose will see firsthand the process of filming a cosmetic product carried out by one of the newcomer models in his agency, who got a cooperation contract from a famous cosmetics company in the city of Los Angeles.

"Good day, miss!" Greet the two security guards at his company.

"Congratulations, noon," Rose replied and smiled faintly.

"You two, just the two?" Rose asked who stopped her steps and looked at the astonished two guards in her company building.

"I — yes, miss," said one of them stammeringly.

"Why?" Rose asked with a serious face.

"They, take time off, miss," replied one of the two.

"Hm! All right, congratulations workers," said Rose kindly.

"B — well, miss," said the two with their heads lowered.

"Hm!" Rose muttered, then continued her steps towards the parking lot specifically for her.

While in an old building that looks empty and creepy from the outside.

But who would have thought that it looks luxurious inside.

The place of the society of a motorcycle gang, which is famous for their brutality.

In one of the spaces it looks dark and only the reflected light from the pentillation gives light inside the room.

A young man, about 27 years old who was still fast asleep with a stump, showed a wide back that was filled with tattoos.

There was still the sound of regular breathing from the man's nose.

His face still looks peaceful in his sleep, he was not disturbed in the slightest by the sound of a phone ringing from his phone located under the pillow.

"Davin!" It's with annoyance.

"Davin!" It's exciting once again.

The man called Davin was not disturbed in the slightest, he even improved his sleeping position.

With an upset face mixed with emotions, Mark, Davin's best friend, hit his best friend's face.

"WAKE UP, MOTHERFUCKER!" shouting Mark.

Davin who felt pain in the jaw of his face also opened his eyes.

He rubbed the red liquid on the corner of his lips while waking up, his sharp eyes that had blue irises, unsheathed Mark.

Mark just clucked irritably and rubbed his hand that he used to hit his best friend.

"Grandmother, Margaretha, asked you to meet her" Mark said.

"He, he tried to contact you several times, but you didn't pick him up" Mark said.

The man named Davin was still on the bed rubbing his face rough.

He grabbed his phone and saw dozens of missed calls from his grandmother as well as messages.

Davin just sighed and went back to laying his tall body on the bed.

"Wakeup, motherfucker. Meet grandma or she'll come and burn this place down" Mark chanted.

"DAVINS! Screeches Mark.

When Davin covered his face with a pillow that meant to ignore his.

"Ck! All right, give me five minutes" said davin.

"No!

"Ck! You're infuriating. At most grandma, meet me to discuss matchmaking," Davin yamg snorted out of bed and walked towards the bathroom.