Anonymous strings

Chapter 4

When Hank did show up, it was when he was cooking. Just to use his phone, he collapses onto the couch. Perhaps he was messaging Grandma Ellisa, Viktor surmised. Shaking his head, Viktor went back to preparing.

"Hey Vik, are we also running out of groceries?"

"Yeah"

"Great, let's go shopping. Mom told me that brother JM and sister Hadria will pay for it for us," he grins, making Viktor roll his eyes.

"Yeah sure"

"Good, around 10:30, the café will come here," Hank informed

After the breakfast is served, the two put their phones down to eat their breakfast peacefully. There were no fights between the two until...

"It's 9:57; let go," Viktor said as he was fixing his clothes. Wherever he goes, he must slay the area with his fashion. His favorite black long-sleeve turtleneck is paired with a white baggy T-shirt that says, "Don't dare to talk to me." With black wide-leg pants and bondage boots

"Huh? The chauffeur will come here later, at 10:30."

"Let's go, or I'll leave without you."

"Fine, I'll drive." Hank did not finish his sentence once again because

Viktor left the house. He hurriedly picked up his wallet and phone and followed the albino. "Hey! You forgot the key."

To notify the owner that it was now open, the automobile made a sound. From behind the wheel, Viktor unlocked the door and entered. The man with red hair was stunned by this. All he could do was follow him, and he entered the passenger seat.

"Who said you could sit beside me?" With a sophisticated eyebrow raised by a sexy Russian man, Hank gulped.

"Well, why not? If I sit in the backseat, it'll make you like you're a chauffeur," he countered with his infamous smugness.

Viktor rolled his eyes. "More like, a gorgeous mother has to take my naughty child home after it was sent to detention."

"Either way, I've already fastened my seatbelt, so you can't stop me from sitting here."

"Are you sure you want to sit there?"

"Of course, why not?"

"You said so," Viktor smirked meaningfully, making Hank feel uneasy. He was about to ask when Viktor had already started the car.

At first, Viktor drove like a good driver. Not until he got an opportunity did Hank regret his decision to sit at the shotgun.