Trapped in the Love of the President

Chapter 1

A taxi stops right in front of the domestic departure gate of the local airport. A beautiful white girl got out of the taxi. His face looks panicked. He ran around and pulled the suitcase in his left hand. Her jet-black long mane seemed to be dancing in her footsteps. Slowly his feet stopped in front of the check-in counter.

The sound of the announcement reverberating in the area made the girl uneasy. The plane he was about to board had arrived at the runway. Moreover, the queue at the check-in counter is still long.

"I'm sorry, can I interrupt? My plane has landed" the girl told the man in front of her.

The black and tall man did not answer. He remained standing in front of the girl and made the girl upset instead of dumbass.

"Master, I—"

The girl was about to ask the man to give way for her, but with a moment of silence the man interjected, "Here is not only you who have interests, Miss. We all have the same rights and interests."

The girl's face glazed red instantly. He did not expect that the man would lecture him in public and make him the center of attention. The girl finally chose to be quiet.

'Huh, you stingy!' the girl in my heart.

The girl is Amira Lin, 22 years old, the only daughter of Lin Corporation, a last semester student in Interior Design.

He is currently on his way home from Beijing to his hometown of Shanghai. The girl was asked by her mother to go home immediately because of her grandfather's critical condition.

Fortunately, the girl still had a chance to board the plane. He immediately looked for his stool according to the number listed on his boarding pass.

Previously he had booked a seat in business class and got a seat right next to the plane window. Beside him sat a white man, stout and tall. The man was leaning his back against the chair and covering his face with a hat.

'Wasn't he the guy?' Netra Amira was shocked. He had not expected to sit next to the man who humiliated him earlier. However, he had no choice but to sit next to her. Carefully, he passed a long leg that blocked his steps.

He took a deep breath after landing his butt on his bench. He chose not to tease the man next to him.

'Shanghai, I'm coming!'

A perfect smile adorned his face. However, slowly the smile disappeared as he opened his small sling bag. His forehead wrinkled when he did not find the thing he was looking for in it.

'God! Did I miss? Why did I forget?' inner Amira was anxious and hit her forehead slowly.

Actually the girl had the trauma of riding in this iron winged vehicle. He had a plane crash when he was a child. At that time the plane he was riding experienced tremendous upheaval due to very bad weather.

His father, who had a heart attack, died on the plane in shock. Therefore, Amira must have provided sleeping pills every time he departed on the plane so that he fell asleep and did not remember the tragedy. But now he forgot to bring it because he was in a hurry.

As the captain greeted the passengers that the plane was about to take off, Amira began to feel anxious. He closed his eyes firmly and looked for a grip for both hands.

His right hand accidentally held the arm of the sleeping man beside him. The girl gripped him firmly.

"Hey, what are you doing?" he asked Amira with a facial expression that was upset because of her disturbed sleep.

The man saw Amira still closing her eyes and clasping her arms. Finally he raised his hand that Amira did not hold and patted Amira's arm slowly.

Amira who was shocked looked to the side and looked at the eyes of the man. Amira's large, round eyes stared at the man's sharp, cynical eyes. The man pointed at his hand that Amira was holding. Finally the girl regained her senses and let go of her grasp.

"Sorry, sir" said Amira softly as she bit her lower lip.

"Oh .. be ashamed of me! How could he hold her hand anyway" muttered Amira herself while covering her face with both hands.

The man next to her held her agonized arm and scowled with his other hand. He heard Amira muttering and smiled.

"Do you have a crush on me?" ask with confidence.

"Huh?" Amira was surprised by the words of the man.

"E-Enak, who likes you too! Soky-looking, huh!" amira replied while opening her eyes.

"I remember. You were the one who asked me to talk." The man looked at Amira with a clingy look.

Amira immediately turned her face away and pretended not to know.

"Now you hold my hand strong. Beautiful but powerful as a rhino," said the man as he clucked softly.

Amira wanted to reply to the man, but suddenly she recalled that she was on the plane. He began to feel anxious again. His body trembled and he closed his eyes. Without the girl realizing it, she again pulled the sleeve of the man beside her and drowned his face in the man's arm.

"Hey! What the fuck, pelin! Lepasin no! Haish!"

The man tries to pull the arm of his shirt that Amira pulled, but he sees Amira who starts crying as she pleases.

'Don't you think this strange woman is afraid to get on a plane?' terka the man.

The man was upset. 'There-there's! Shit I'm sitting next to him, haish!' the man with a frustrated face.

Amira did not comment on the man's words at all. He only hoped that the plane would land in Shanghai soon. The man could only give up on his shirt sleeve which was still being pulled by the girl beside him.

To be continue ....

Note: The name of the city of Serenity will I want to change Shanghai only yes and Amigos so Beijing.but, I have not had time to edit everything 🤣 hopefully who read is not dizzy