Your love becomes my Canduku

Chapter 33

In a magnificent building towered across the sky, the 29th floor. The throne place of the young CEO is struggling with his work.

10 Fingers danced agilely over the keyboard, eyes fixed straight on each letter neatly lined up inside the computer screen, documents scattered on the table, and, describing clearly the situation where a Sean is focusing on the source of the coffers of his wealth enhancer.

But what is it? Votes*******frustration was heard several times between his workers followed by a light headband. Apparently, he was desperately trying to throw away his mind-concentration teaser.

A beautiful smile, beautiful twinkle round eyes, the smell of brown mane, adorable behavior, and the sweet taste of the lips of the noisy girl, Allesya, continued to flinch over her mind.

However, given the background of Allesya who actually took part in draining the mind.

The heart can not lie, in fact just remember the face of Allesya ayu, unusual pounding on his chest again appeared. However, ego and disappointment seem to dominate his little heart at this time.

Wanting to feel, he refused the fact that the girl who began to fill his heart was the son of the woman who took his happiness and the mother. The woman who took away her childhood idol, the father.

Nah!

Concentration is increasingly scattered, until finally he chose to close the laptop screen, ending his work. Actually he intends overtime today, considering there are still many files that he must prepare in order to win the tender of his latest project.

"Allesya...., why do you always mess with my mind?!" it's mixed with frustration. "I've been fooling you all along. You're acting like you don't know anything" Sean continues to assume indistinctly.

Where has his wise thinking as CEO been all this time? Is that the effect of hatred for the Stepmother, Ingrid? So that he can muddle his way of thinking.

One footing on the leg, carrying his body up from his throne chair. He took another foothold so formed a few steps towards the exit. Meeting Allesya, that's what's going on in her brain.

The wheels of the car continued to accelerate, died a trace on the thick of the city highway which was densely packed with vehicles. Sean stepped on the brake pedal when the red traffic light flashed.

The sweep of the eyes was fixed straight ahead, but the mediocrity of waiting for the green light to turn on made him rotate his eyes in the other direction.

Sean opens the car window when his eyes accidentally catch two familiar figures who are none other than Allesya and Erick. The two were sitting in a cafe not far from the red light intersection where Sean's car stopped.

"Ck! Turns out they're that close, and I'm getting stupid. What a harmonious view of Father and stepson," he said when he saw Allesya and Erick seemed to throw smiles at each other between small talk.

TIN! TIN! TIN!

The scream of another car horn stopped Sean's observation. Until finally choosing to return to the gas and forget his intention to meet Allesya. This time he did not intend to go straight back to the mansion but to go to a private apartment that he often made a place of fatigue and thoughts raging endless.

The car is already beautifully parked in a basement apartment building in London's elite area. Sean rushed into the iron box that brought him to the 7th floor.

It did not take long, he was now standing in front of the apartment door and began to enter several number codes on the digital door lock.

GREPS!

Sean slightly flinched as a pair of hands hugged his gallant body from behind. He rolled his face to the side to find out who the owner of the hand was until a faint sigh rang out from his lips.

"Why are you seeing me again Vera?"

"Is that how you greet your neighbor?"

Vera does live in an apartment that is one building with an apartment owned by Sean.

"Get your hand off."

Instead of confirming Sean's request, Vera instead tightened the twists of his hand. "Take me inside, will you?"

The orange of the twilight sky had sunk, followed by the body of the city covered in darkness of the night. After his brief meeting with Erick, Allesya chose to return home immediately.

At first Erick offers to drive her but a subtle rejection he throws. Actually he just didn't want the braid between him and Erick any closer.

Once again, a feeling of anxiety re-emerged along his way home. The sound of someone following along sounded very clear. However, again he did not find any creature when the round neck turned back.

The atmosphere of the environment was quiet, there were no other road users besides him. Makes him more anxious. A moment of memory of what Sean said and then back to his mouth, that Sean had caught a strange gelagat someone who seemed to kneel him.

Allesya immediately took wide and fast steps when the courtyard of his house was in sight. Hurry to grab the door handle and enter the house.

"Yumush..! Finally home too," Allesya's relief was still leaning in front of the door leaf.

"Grandmother.., Allesya came home..," as usual, she would yell telling Fanne that she had arrived home.

"Dear, clean your body and have dinner. Grandma will be waiting for you" Fanne half-screamed.

GECK! GECK! GECK!

The body that was still leaning instantly gasped as someone knocked on the door from outside. Hand rubbed his dear chest that was still pounding in surprise.

"Huh! I got shocked. Good thing my heart is handmade by God, try if it is made in China, it must be finished," he grumbled.

Not wanting to let the guest wait too long outside, Allesya quickly grabbed the handle of the door and opened it, so the night wind burst in and followed the grin of someone who appeared from behind the door.

How surprised Allesya when he saw who the guests who visited his house at night. Her pair of pretty eyes widened interspersed with uncontrolled heartbeats.

"Good night my little girl" an intimidating greeting sounded gripping in Allesya's ears.

Instantly the childhood scars on his back were painful, as if sending signals of trauma that was still imprinted back floating to the surface of the heart. Reminds me of the torment of the torment of the dark past for little Allesya.

"Allesya, who's the guest coming?" asked Fanne in between her steps approaching Allesya who was still petrified in front of the door until finally the woman aged twilight was no less surprised. "You?!"

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