Trapped in the Love of the President

Chapter 10

Amira pecked like a thief who was being caught off guard by the owner of her house.

Madam Celine looked at Amira with a surprised look mixed with happiness. Amira did not pay attention to Madam Celine's gaze.

When Madam Celine was about to greet him, Amira immediately bowed her body.

"I'm sorry, excuse me" said Amira, rushing out of Vincent's apartment.

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Amira rushes to her car park outside the apartment. Amira was embarrassed to mix in annoyance.

He regulated his breathing and his fast-paced heartbeat.

"Oh heart, be friends a little, why is it so fast," Amira's mind while fanning her flushed face with both hands.

"Based on that pervert, even now I don't know his name! It's really unfair!" amira swore in her heart with annoyance.

"Who was that grandma? Don't you think that pervert's grandmother? Well. just shy. My appearance is a mess again! It must have been thought out anyway," muttered Amira while covering her face.

Amira lowered her head behind the steering wheel. When he was about to start his car, he looked at his feet.

"It turns out I left my shoes in the pervert's apartment!!" amira said while hitting the steering wheel of her car.

"Geez Amira! Why are you so careless?! Stupid... stupid!" he shouted to himself.

"Am I coming back? Ah. no. no. no. it's the same as going into the crocodile cage again. Ah yes, but.. HUAAAAAAA."

Amira cried hysterically lamenting her apes fate for her today.

Actually, the shoes that Amira left behind were her favorite shoes. Although it's a little muddy but it's a birthday gift from Leon for him that he gave last year.

"Hiks. But to come back again, I takuuuttt.." muttered Amira as he pleased.

After being satisfied with crying, Amira finally decided to leave the place.

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Meanwhile, at Vincent's apartment..

"What have I done, why can't I control myself when I look at her lips?" muttered Vincent.

"Haish Don't I just want to scare her and fuck her? Why even... And again 'juniorku' was like responding to Amira's body. Haish! Conscious Vincent!" muttered Vincent frustrated.

Vincent ruffles his own hair, trying to control his rising passion.

"Vin, are you inside?" ask someone Vincent knows.

"grandmother?"

Vincent is shocked by the sudden arrival of his grandmother.

Mrs Celine went into Vincent's room without his permission. Vincent, who was still sitting on the floor, stood up and looked at his grandmother.

"Jeez, what happened Vin?" madam Celine asked her granddaughter with a face that was hard to guess, between anger and pleasure.

Yes, it's true that Vincent's condition is a little chaotic at the moment. The hair is messy and Vincent is also still bare-chested, in Vincent's chest there is also a trace of Amira when he thrashed earlier. Plus Vincent's scratched lips made him slightly swollen due to Amira's bite.

Maybe not a little messy, but very sad for him.

Lady Celine looked at Vincent from top to bottom, then looked at his face, more precisely at his lips.

"Oh my handsome grandson, why is this?" ask Mrs Celine while stroking Vincent's face.

"Why did Grandma come here?" vincent asked him to try to divert his grandmother's questions.

"Grandmother came here because she misses this beautiful granddaughter. You haven't been to the mansion for a week. In the office, meeting you is hard! It's harder to meet you than to meet the president!" she said Mrs Celine blamed Vincent.

"Grandmother knows I'm busy. If grandma wants to see you can call me first. I must have come" said Vincent in self-defense.

"Grandmother knows you're busy, busy ahem ahem..," Celine glanced at Vincent while clearing her throat and mimicking a cough.

"Grandmother is glad you finally opened up. When are you going to introduce her to Grandma?" continued Mrs Celine again while urging Vincent to tell the incident earlier. Vincent scrunched his forehead.

"What do you mean, Grandma? I don't get it."

Vincent tried to dodge and was reluctant to discuss it.

"You want to evade again. Grandma had met the girl at the door.What did she do? She got scared and cried so," said Madam Celine.

"If you like him, that's not how Vin is. If you play rough like that, even run away later granddaughter-in-law grandma."

Mrs Celine is still trying to get an explanation from Vincent.

"Now you try to call him! Pity him to the point of crying so scared. If later on the road why-why-how," urged Mrs Celine to Vincent.

Vincent sighed at hearing all the babbling of his grandmother.

"Oh Grandma. Grandma misunderstood who likes who. Grandma did not have to draw her own conclusions. Later even more complicated," said Vincent while massaging his forehead and walking lazily towards the door of his room.

"Womens come together? It's late, I'm anterin Grandma now. It's not good to sleep at night. Later granny wrinkles added you know", said Vincent distract his grandmother.

"Huh? real timing? Oh well, grandma wants to go home mascaran first if that is so," said Mrs Celine while holding her face.

Suddenly Madam Celine realized that she had been bullied by her grandson. He punched Vincent in the chest and pinched his stomach, "These are you! Grandson of the ungodly yes, dare to prank grandma. It's rasain".

"Oh Grandma. Forgive Nek, my goodness," Vincent pleaded as his grandmother continued to launch attacks in Vincent's stomach. Finally Madam Celine stopped her pinch, and crossed her hands across her chest.

"Grandmother doesn't want to know. Anyway, tomorrow you take her to grandma. Grandma wants to ask her herself," Madam Celine ordered.

Vincent sighed and held his grandmother's shoulder while pushing her out of the room, then led her towards the exit of Vincent's apartment.

"Sir, let me drive you home. I'd also like to stop by the mansion" Vincent told his grandmother.

"No need! Grandma doesn't need you anther. Grandma can go home! David (grandmother driver) is waiting for grandma downstairs, you don't have to get busy! Better now you call that girl!" lady Celine's orders again.

Mrs Celime stared intently at Vincent, indicating that she was not willing to be rebutted again.

Vincent replied lazily, "Yes Grandma, yes. I'll call you later, now I'm anther grandma to the car."

"Grandmother can walk alone, you don't have to push, Vincent!"

Mrs Celine glances at Vincent as Vincent forces her grandmother slightly to get out of the apartment. Vincent put his smile on Madame Celine who was now staring intently at him.

Vincent took his grandmother down to the lobby. David was waiting in the car park. Vincent opened the back door and led his grandmother in.

"Remember what Grandma said. Don't forget to call the girl!" mrs Celine reminded. Vincent just nodded without saying anything.

After his grandmother's departure, Vincent went into the apartment. What his grandmother said kept ringing in his head.

*Now you try to call him, feel sorry for him to cry so scared. If later on the road why-why*

Vincent took a long breath. Today was really messed up for him.

He cleansed himself and soaked his head with cold water, "I need to clear my mind" he said.

After cleaning himself up, Vincent laid himself on the bed, leaning his head against the bed.

He stared at his old phone. He hesitantly presses Amira's contact number, but just one ringing, Vincent turns off his phone. He abandoned his intention to call Amira back.

Vincent intends to immediately go to sleep because tomorrow there are a myriad of activities and meetings that need to be attended.

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