The Small Terrorist CEO

Dylan's Wounds in the Past

emandang Aleeson fell asleep to make Dylan's tension decrease. Dylan walked to his cell phone to explain to his father Seymour that he could not attend. Trying to sit on the couch.

There is a sense of trauma to Dylan if he sees a wound on someone's body. As a child, Dylan practiced martial arts with a coach from his father Takada. At the age of 10 years old Dylan, suddenly his father's house was attacked by rival company Seymour. Coach Dylan, who desperately protected him, was the worst of all sword cuts across his back, missing one eye, and a huge cut to his face.

In short the enemy was successfully pushed back by the guards at Seymour's house. Takada who got the most severe injuries was temporarily rested by Seymour himself with benefits that would remain Takada accepted, but Takada who during the healing period even felt vengeful with the Seymour family. Takada's grudge reasoned that due to the Seymour family Takada's life must be continued with incision wounds on the face that are like monsters throughout the end of his life.

Coming to the Seymour Mansion with a beret face made Dylan shocked as well as afraid of Takada's vengeful gaze. Takada was successfully arrested and put in prison by Seymour to protect his family, but Dylan still clearly remembers Takada's face when he almost pounced on his mother.

" Dad, I'm sorry I couldn't make it tonight" Dylan spoke to his father.

" Once it is, I can still go to your office tomorrow. What's up ?" dylan's father also wanted to find out why his son couldn't come.

" I made Aley my personal assistant and then I took her to Vai's party at 7 last night. There Vai liked Aleeson so much that he kissed him. Aleeson who did not accept broke Vai's hand, after which Aleeson got drunk and drowned in the pool." Dylan explained the true events to Seymour.

" It's appropriate that Aleeson break Vai's hand." Seymour's tone was slightly elevated.

" Dad, Aleeson's wounds are numerous. It's terrible "Dylan cut Seymour's words.

" You took him after drowning ? son, I know we owe Aleeson our lives. Don't you think Aleeson is too dangerous?. Not only for you son, but this country" persuaded Seymour who knew his son was interested in Aleeson.

" I understand "Dylan immediately closed the conversation with Seymour.

Dylan moved to his desk and turned on his laptop and opened the submarine data that would be given to his country. Looking at Aleeson who had been asleep for quite a while.

" Why am I interested in this danger or catastrophe ?" for the first time in his entire life, Dylan felt extremely tired.

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In the morning the sun shines brightly with cool air exploring the contents of Dylan's luxury apartment. It is a little difficult to coax the eyes to open in a soft mattress as soft as a marsmallow. Unable to deal with eyes still wanting to be closed, Aleeson tried to move his fingers. As strong as the energy grabbed the forehead then rubbed the head. Eyes opened, Aleeson tried to recall the last incident until he reached this luxurious place. As hard as Aleeson tried, it was hard to get his memories.

Aleeson managed to sit still rubbing his head, very heavy and dizzy. Aleeson grimaced trying to endure the pain to his head and tried to stand up. Aleeson stood up and walked while looking around the room. Finding the corner of his eye seeing someone asleep on the sofa by the window, Aleeson recognized him as Boss Dylan.

" Dylan.. " Aleeson was about to call his boss who was still asleep, but Dylan was sound asleep. Aleeson then passed Dylan towards the balcony of the apartment, greedily enjoying the morning rays by himself.

" It's nice to be rich and live a quiet life like Dylan. Live fancy like Dylan, eat good like Dylan, style like Dylan.."

" Are you okay ?" Dylan interrupted Aleeson's speech, leaving him shocked.

" Mister, you're surprising me" Aleeson was a bit embarrassed.

" You sometimes call me by name, title, boss, can you be principled in calling me ?"

" Duh, you're right. I should have called it p3m6unu4!" Aleeson endured his headache so spoke the originals.

" Didn't you m3m62nuh while being an elite soldier ?" Dylan sneered.

" You can't swim when you're m4mbuk ? how strange !" Dylan was starting to wonder.

" I've never had a drink 4lk0h01." Close Aleeson so Dylan doesn't think this can be exploited as Aleeson's weakness.

" Good boy apparently" Dylan quipped.

Aleeson did not reply to Dylan's words walking inside towards the sofa that Dylan had slept on. But Dylan still had questions for Aleeson to answer, so he continued to follow.

" You should be polite to me, how old are you ?" Dylan was really curious about Aleeson's true age. Dylan forgets that he once interviewed Aleeson to break into his company.

" I'm 21 years old" Aleeson answered briefly, sitting on the sofa. The pain in his head after a hangover took Aleeson by storm.

" You got a headache reliever ?" Aleeson grimaced his head with his little fingers hoping to help him get rid of the headache.

" There's "Dylan standing up taking the medicine box in his work cabinet.

" I thought you were fine after getting drunk last night" Dylan laughed happily knowing Aleeson was a human who had his weaknesses as well.

" I really don't understand that people who get happiness from drinking b3r4lk0h0L." Aleeson took a pill given by Dylan and drank it straight away.

" You want breakfast ? " Dylan opened his refrigerator, taking out some ingredients that he would cook.

" Can you cook ? should I help you ?" Aleeson volunteered, but Dylan shook his head. Not agreeing if Aleeson helped her.

" You just rest first"

Aleeson nodded in agreement with his boss's words. Rest, that's what he needs most now. He straightened his legs on the sofa. He looked at the long wound behind his right calf then was silent for a moment. Aleeson felt something was off about him.

" Dylan !! S1al4n you!!. Kv6unu3 you !!" Aleeson realized that he was wearing a different outfit to Dylan who had disfigured him. Approaching Dylan quickly made him shocked instead of playing.

" Aleeson, I can explain.." Dylan dodged Aleeson's scratch wanting to hurt him.

" Hey, I can explain. Stop Aleeson" regardless of Dylan's words, Aleeson attacked in succession, but Dylan avoided Aleeson's attack as if he knew Aleeson's next course of action.

" Do you want to sleep in wet clothes ? " Dylan was finally able to catch both hands of Aleeson. Aleeson took a deep breath trying to calm down by closing his eyes, but the shadow of his boss changing his clothes was embarrassing for Aleeson.

" You should take care of me from Vai's guard, not me who saved your life !" Dylan shook his hand at Aleeson.

" You're really adorable when you're sleeping and you're delirious endlessly. Then I hugged you so you could calm down and fall back asleep" Dylan completely fearlessly told Aleeson that.

Hearing his boss's explanation, Aleeson really felt extremely chaotic during the m4buk. His face was red from the shame of last night's events.

" Well, if you remember. Let me cook for our breakfast. " Dylan likes healthy food. Since the incident in his office when Korbi shot his employees, he chose to be more vigilant with everything.