The Revenge of the President

Chapter 23 Welcome, my queen

"What's this?"

Dave protects Arshila behind his body.

"Hey, Sir. Better get your girlfriend out of here. Don't pollute our environment with what you're doing."

"We didn't do anything."

"Don't lie to you. You think we don't have eyes. You guys go fast, before we drag you guys out."

Arshila sobbed, where should she go. Contract this, it was Aunt Nessa who hired him. He had, in fact, only been in it for a week.

"Come, let's go. I'll find you a new place to live."

"I have to go where. This house is very close to where I work."

"Shi, listen to me. I can give you a better place to live than this place. We better get going, before they do the violence."

Arshila finally nodded. He wiped away the tears, then walked towards the house, taking all his belongings.

The people around me, still watching them. Waiting in front of the house, shouting for the two to hurry away.

The goods are already in the car, Dave accompanies Arshila to the owner of the contract.

"Please take. I refund the rental fee that has been paid for two years."

"Thank you, sir. I'm sorry, for making a fuss."

"It's okay, they're guilty too. I believe you're not that kind of person."

Arshila thanked him again, then walked in the car.

"Where are we going Dave? It's already night."

"My house."

"What?" Arshila is shocked, noticing Dave turning on the car engine. "Why should I go there?"

"It's been night, baby. Tomorrow I'll find you a new place to live. You don't have to be afraid, at home I live alone and a few servants."

The car slowly starts to go, leaving Arshila to contract.

The woman sat down, staring at the busy road. Actually, he still has questions about Dave's family. But, he undoes his intentions, because of their relationship, making it inappropriate to ask more questions.

At night, the road is quite smooth, no traffic jams are common at sunrise.

Dave stopped the car when it was red-lighted. Arshila watched the view at night.

Along the way, there are lights that illuminate every corner of the road. The skyscrapers, which look beautiful with their own light. From the highway, there was the sound of engine roars and car horns that were mutually unpretentious, breaking the silence.

"I just found out, it turns out that at night, the view is more beautiful."

"Did you never leave the house at night?"

Dave drove up his vehicle, as the traffic light turned green.

"No, I never had that chance."

"Why?"

Arshila was silent for a moment, her memory retreated backwards, how Dimas' mother treated her first. Let alone to enjoy the view of the night as it is today, seeing the moon in the courtyard of the house alone, was too impossible for him. All the time, just being in the kitchen, doing endless homework.

"Maybe, I used to be too naive. I thought, if I were to be a good wife and daughter-in-law, they would treat me the same."

Arshila smiled bitterly, while Dave digested Arshila's sentence, which was contrary to the facts he knew.

"So that's why you rejected me?"

Dave was still focused on the street in front of him, not glancing at Arshila who was looking at him confused.

"Is it because of your status that you were married to, you rejected me?"

Now, Arshila understood. He hasn't told Dave about his status. He only once said he was an ex-convict.

"really. I don't deserve to accept your feelings. I don't want to tarnish your family name with my presence."

The car squeaked, Dave braked suddenly. He looked at Arshila.

You're too hypocritical, honey.

"Dave, we're still on the highway."

"Shi, I don't care about your status. I love you, I decide whether you deserve it or not, not someone else."

The sound of a car horn behind them. Dave was still not, unmoving, even though the horn behind had repeatedly sounded.

"Dave, we're making a traffic jam."

Arshila panicked, she kept looking back.

"Dave, we can talk about it at home."

Arshila grew increasingly panicked, as the sound of the horn grew deafening, especially plus the screams from the driver behind.

"No, I need an answer now!"

"Dave, don't be stubborn!"

The man, unmoved, had even turned off his car engine. Arshila had no choice but to answer

"A ... I do love you, I do have feelings for you. But, ...."

Emm ....!!

Arshila's sentence came to a halt, as Dave instantly devoured her lips.

"I don't want to hear anything else."

Dave started the car engine again, after doing a kiss scene. Next to her, Arshila looked embarrassed, continuing to throw her gaze in the other direction.

Dave's car goes into a yard, which Arshila thinks is like a football field. In front, several servants came out to greet them.

"Dave."

"Don't be afraid, they're servants in my house." Come on, get off."

Arshila nodded, though she doubted whether to enter the house or not.

"Take the goods and deliver them into the room."

"Okay, young master."

Dave holds Arshila's hand inside the house. The woman, kept her head down from feeling uncomfortable, with the gazes the house servants gave her.

Arshila slightly raised her head, when she arrived in the middle room. The room was ten times the size of his contract house. There are sofas, large tvs and decorations attached to the wall.

"Dave, who is he?"

Arshila pointed to a large photo, displayed on the wall. A photo of a girl with extended hair, beautiful face plaster, sparkling matchless.

"He's my brother."

Dave clenched his hand as he answered.

"She's so pretty."

Arshila still continued to stare at him, without blinking.

"really?" Dave held back the emotion, with his hands already clenched perfectly.

"Yes, she's very pretty. I've never seen a woman with a beauty that looks perfect."

Fucking woman! You don't know him! He's been prostrating at your feet and now you're saying no.

Dave's breath was good down, his clenched hands wanted to land. I'll make you remember, slowly. I'll make you, crawl under my feet, Dave continues muttering with a sharp look at Arshila. Meanwhile, the woman in front of him did not realize, he was currently in hell waiting for him to die.

Mr. Yus, the butler of the house approached them.

"Young master, the room is ready."

"All right."

Dave grabs Arshila's hand, after tuning her face and suppressing her emotions that almost burned the entire house down.

"We go to the room and rest."

"We're taking the elevator?"

Arshila can't believe it, it turns out that the house also has an elevator. To his knowledge, the elevator is only in an office building or shopping center.

"Yes, I purposely built an elevator in the house, for my wife later "

The wife in Dave's mind was of course, on a different woman. Not the woman, who was currently clasping her hands.

The elevator door opened, Dave entered in a room right next to his room.

"Tonight, you rest here. Tomorrow, I'll help you find a new contract."

"Thank you, I'm sorry to bother you."

Dave smiled, hugging Arshila tightly. He put his lips close to the woman's ear.

"Welcome, my queen."

Sneer cunning behind a hug. He landed a kiss, before leaving the room.