Screaigh's...
Nahh ..
Leonid's POV:
I was damn sure that I would never get to see her again after what happened last night.
But why in the hell... actually no.. in heaven I am seeing her standing right in front of me?
I blinked once... twice.... thrice..
even count to ten in my heart but she was not going anywhere.
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It was pretty late when I managed to get back home. Alive.
I made it out alive, yet again.
As soon as I entered my room, I started to undress myself.
I threw my fur coat that I didn't wear after leaving the restaurant.
I looked at the classic thing..
Why and how in the hell did I end up saving this? I huffed a little then held my side.
Damn my whole body is aching!
I looked down and my suit was pretty wrecked. Tsk! So I threw both my coat and the vest coat on the floor.
I took off my shirt and bullet proof vest and threw them on the floor too as I walked towards the bathroom.
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I stood in front of the mirror.
"Gav-no!"
I touched my bruises filled face.
What the...
It turns out it wasn't only my suit that got wrecked...
Oh my handsome face!
"Svoloch Vegas!" I hit the edge of the basin. Urgh! It hurts..
Damn you Vegas!
Of all the parts of my body you found my fanciable face to hit the most.
It's pretty shameful to admit but that psychopath knows how to throw punches.
I narrowed my eyes and leaned forward then slowly turned my face to see my jaw and neck turned into pinkish red.
What.. I thought for a second then it hit me.
Ah my alluring Amy!
The soup she hurled on was pretty hot.* It burnt me fair and square.. I caress my face and a wandering smile appeared on my face.
She's amazing, isn't she!?
Thinking of soup, I detect the smell of it on my upper body. Time to take a shower..
I turned around but held on a second..
That first crazy Theerapanyakul was saying something about me sending people to attack her.. and then she came out of the blue.. accusing me for doing something beastly like trying to throw acid on her winsome face.
I could never have thought or even dream of doing something like that... Never!
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All the events played in my head one by one and I growled loudly remembering her threat.
How dare she pull my Heart, my nephew into this!!
I took my glass mug and threw it in the mirror. The poor thing broke into a million pieces.
Little pieces scattered around and I couldn't care less. But my sister would definitely care about this..hehe
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I took a long warm shower then went outside leaving the mess I've created.
Tomorrow I'm gonna get an earful from my Sestra..
Sigh~
I put some bandages and different ointments on my face and body.
Hopefully I won't look this bad tomorrow morning.
I lay down and fell asleep while remembering the boldness of my dorogoy*.
I've given... No... she forcefully took the words from me.
'Every man of courage is a man of words.'
My dad used to say that.
If she wants me to stay away...then I will do that like a gentleman.
It's the least that I can do for her.
She suffered enough!
But....
I winced when a smile appeared on my wounded lips.
"If she came to me on her own...." I didn't finish the sentence and closed my eyes.
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HIT!
Ouch!
I cried out loud when something soft landed on my bare chest with a great force.
I tried to open my eyes but couldn't as my whole room was filled with sunlight.
I perfectly remember closing the curtains last night.
"Leon! Get up!"
I remember this voice.
"Good morning to you too! Sestra!"
I picked the cushion and threw it back on her.
"..."
She was silent for a moment and I rubbed my eyes to open them.
I hissed in pain as I forgot about the bruise on my eye.
What a way to start a day!
"What happened to you?" She asked in worry.
"Leon!" She shouted my name out in half anger half concerned.
I took a deep breath and sat up. Even breathing makes my sides ache. Damnit!
"I'm fine! Don't worry! Where's Lev? Did he leave for college!?" I glanced at the wall clock.
It was almost noon!
"Shoot!" I yelled in half horror making my sister startled.
Last night when I came back they were already asleep and it completely slipped my mind to tell her to not let our boy go outside, not today... or at least not without me.
I rubbed my face to make the sleep go away, not caring how much it hurts to do that.
I jumped down the bed and ran to the bathroom to get fresh.
"W..what happened? Leon?"
"Can you get my clothes out of the closet? I have to go somewhere."
Now it's too late to say anything to her. I don't want to scare her by telling about Lev being in danger...
Hopefully I'm just worrying over nothing.
I hope Her threatening was just a joke...
Damn I can't take chances with my innocent boy.
If something happens to him because of her...then...I won't think twice... I freaking shoot her myself.
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I got dressed, wore my watch, took my wallet, keys and wore the darkest shed of sunglasses just to hide my bruised eye away.
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I was waiting patiently for my nephew in the parking area with my men covering the whole college boundaries.
I'm not that stupid to come here alone. I've got enough people to take care of anyone who looks suspicious or tries to get close to my Heart.
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As time passed my thoughts wandered off.
I'm not sure if she came today or..
Buzz~
[The girl was seen in the Business Faculty an hour ago.]
I looked at the screen in surprise.
So she did come to the college.
What an exceptional student!
I wonder what a literature student was doing in Business Faculty. Maybe she went to see Vegas or... Kinn?
Buzz!
I opened another text.
[She's been seen with the young Theerapanyakul.]
Young? Kim?
"Is Vegas here?"
[Negative!]
I let out a breath of relief.
Honestly I'm not in the mood to face any of the Theerapanyakul brothers, especially the psychopath one.
And I'm kinda short of energy..
For one, I didn't get to eat my dinner.
For two, I had a quite serious workout last night so...
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My train of thoughts came to an abrupt halt when she appeared out of nowhere and stood right in front of me.
"Hi!" She held a hand up.
"Hi?" I kept blinking in surprise.
Is she brave or plain naive!?
I took off my sunglasses and glanced around in case this was a trap and my enemies are trying to ambush me or something..
"Leo?"
My eyes went to my beautiful trap.
She stared at my face then started.
"I was just leaving and saw you standing here. So I thought about coming and said Hi." She was telling a lie, and I listened intently.
"I was going to ask 'how are you' but you look..."
"..wrecked " I interrupted to suggest a word.
".. smashed up. I was going to say smashed up but wrecked is quite explaining the..." She moved a hand to point out my bruises and wounds.
Unknowingly my eyes went to her lips. I don't remember her getting any hits last night. Then how did she get hurt!?
She covered her mouth with her hands and that's when I realized that I was staring at her.
"Why? You feel lament to see me alive!" I asked sweetly but within I felt kinda....
"No actually!" She uttered almost at once with a tiny smile.
I was taken aback by that.
"I'm not happy with everything... that happened last night.. but believe me when I say I never wanted anyone to get hurt...let alone die."
"Yet you threw that soup on me." I muttered to myself.
"Because you tried to throw aci..."
"I DID NOT!" I growled out, feeling angry all of a sudden.
"I wasn't aware of that so..." She shrugged off casually.
Is she for real!
"Anyways why are you here?" She tried to change the topic "Are you here to pick my junior up?"
Junior?
My eyes widened in more anger.
"Just tell me what you want?" I sneered in anger, right at her face, to intimidate her.
"My nephew has nothing to do with any of this.."
"..." She stared back at me without showing any signs of fear.
"Relax man! I am not going to do anything to your nephew unless... you acted out first." She half pointed half poked me with her sharp finger. I leaned back.
"It'll be bad if you forget about your words... Let me warn you, if you tried to do anything to me then there'll be consequences. And you don't like that."
"Then tell me what you want!" I crossed my arms around my chest.
She stepped aside, put her bag on my car roof and opened the zip.
I waited when she took out a file and flipped some pages over.
"Have you seen them?"
I took the two papers she handed out and saw the sketches.
"Seriously! You came just to show me these cartoon characters?" I made a confused face while moving the papers in the air.
She rolled her eyes then gave me a poker face.
"What!"
"Look again! Think carefully! Try to remember! It's important!" She looked desperate. I should be happy that she didn't cursed out loud.
"I don't know them." I said flatly. "Who are they?"
"They worked for you."
"Really? But I'm not sure!" I glanced at the roughly drawn sketches.
"Why are you asking for them?"
"They were the ones who attacked me."
"..."
"Are you sure you didn't see them before? Because they gave your name for their boss."
"My name?"
"That's why we thought you were the one to..." She didn't finish her sentence.
"Sorry for wasting your time!" She reached out to take the sketches back.
"Wait!" I held up the papers, out of her reach.
She said it's important.. so..
I turned around and placed both sketches on my car, clicked pictures, and sent them to my man.
"You need to wait for a moment..."
She didn't say anything, put the papers inside her file and zipped her bag before throwing it over her shoulder.
I half smiled as she visibly stopped to wait as I asked.
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"I hope I am not disturbing you two." I heard a loud voice and saw a tall figure jumping out of somewhere.
Amy got startled when Porsche put his arm around her shoulder.
"I remember telling you not to go anywhere." He hit her head with his own.
What the...
Her mouth dropped open in bewilderment.
I didn't know these two were close. Also, I don't remember getting any reports of these two spending time... anywhere.
"Release me! Bugatti!" She hit his arm making him laugh out.
Bugatti?
"Yo man! I'm glad you survived to see the morning sun!" He grinned while addressing me.
Svoloch!
"I'm glad to see you not getting traumatized about the last night events." I retorted equally.
"Oh hoo~ your sense of humor survived too." He hit my arm while laughing out. Is he for real?
I shifted my eyes just in time to catch Amy hiding her smile. Great!
"So why were you two together?" Porsche asked in a serious tone for once. "Was he bullying you?"
I rolled my eyes at his question.
"No!" She replied shortly.
"No?" He lifted his brows.
"Well no need to get afraid. Just tell me and I will kicked his..."
"No need to use me as a reason just because you wanted to pick a fight with him." She gave him a look.
"Hehehe.." He grinned shamelessly when she saw through him.
This guy is a plain headache.
"If you're done! Then let's go!" He half snatched her bag and threw it over his shoulder.
"Hey!" She yelled out in surprise.
"Come on girl! We're getting late!"
"I can go by myself!"
"Okay! Very good! Now come with me." He urged her to walk ahead.
Her shoulders dropped as she sighed in defeat.
"Okay! But wait a minute!" She said and looked at me for some reason.
What! I thought for a second then my phone started ringing.
Oh I forgot that I asked her to wait.
I answered the call in front of them. They looked at me, one in confusion the other in anticipation.
I listened carefully to what my man was reporting me and my blood started to boil. I clenched my fists and jaw in burning anger.
Porsche felt that and hid the girl behind his back. Amy peeked out to see me cautiously.
"Those were your men, aren't they?" She asked me in a little voice.
"What men?" Porsche became alert.
"My sincere apologies for causing you trouble." I tried to calm myself down. It turns out those idiots were working for me. But I didn't gave any orders regarding her
It's useless to show my furious side in front of them. But once I found those two, I will break their necks.
"It's... it's okay!" She said just to be polite, but didn't sound assured herself.
"Damn it! I will kill those traitors!" I couldn't help but kicked my own car.
There was silence all around.
"What is going on here?"
Three of us turned to see the owner of this deep voice.
Ah my partner!
"Mr. Screaigh?" He looked at me questioningly, with his bodyguard standing right behind him. I saw how Big reached for his gun.
"Mr. Kinn!" I let out a breath trying to act normal, but couldn't bring myself to smile.
"Porsche?" He looked at his partner with a raised brow.
"Amy has something to talk about with him." Porsche replied shortly, while pointing at the said girl standing behind his back.
"About what?" Kinn turned to look at Amy.
"I was just..." She bit her lips and accidentally opened the little cut.
She rubbed her lips to wipe the drop of blood.
"What would you usually do if someone betrayed you?" She directly asked me.
"I eliminated them." I answered shortly. She already knows the nature of our field so no need to go into details.
"Russian mafias are the fusion of both brutality and equity. They are basically inhumane. Once you dare to betray them then..."
Porsche moved his thumb against his own neck to finish the sentence, while whispering everything drastically.
Amy glanced at me in bewilderment.
Ring!
Lion's Heart calling!
I answered at once.
"Hello!"
I looked around to see if Lev is anywhere near.
I furrowed my brows as my eyes caught someone else, leaning against the pillar a few meters away from us.
Young Theerapanyakul!
Kim was watching us while... hiding?
Our eyes met and he didn't even try to hide instead he smirked while moving his hand in the air once to say hi.
These guys are freaking everywhere!
I won't be surprised if crazy Khun or psycho Vegas came out at any moment.
"Don't come out! Wait for my call!"
I said in a serious tone and hung up.
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"Do you want to say something to the.... traitors?" Amy asked while holding up her cellphone.
Don't tell me she's going to record this..
On second thought why would she want to do that?
I glanced around and everyone looked confused about her actions.
"Come on say something cool or savage!" She encouraged me.
Is she for real!
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Author's POV:
It turns out Kim chose the right man to escort her home.
Amy had to give up in front of Porsche's stupid determination.
He took the leader's car and left his Scarlet in Kinn's and Big's care.
Seriously what was he even thinking! Was he expecting Kinn to ride his red bike all the way home - along with his head bodyguard!?
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"Where are you taking me?" She asked to see Porsche taking a different route.
"Now that you are in my car, never thought that you will get back home that easily."
After that he just dragged her around everywhere.
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He stopped to buy something for her to eat as he heard 'minor family is not feeding her well'. He gets an extra parcel for his best friend who loves southern food.
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She was extremely quiet and Porsche felt that.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah why?"
"It's just that you are so quiet."
"Oh it's nothing I'm just first-time-being-kidnapped kind of nervous."
Porsche turned his neck to look at her then burst out laughing while hitting the steering wheel.
Amy rolled her eyes, at least someone is enjoying the ride.
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He stopped to meet and greet his friends while her sitting inside the car, trying her best not to scream and shout at him.
She accused herself of giving up in front of him. Then she kicked her bad feet which made her unable to run away.
After a few minutes of doing nothing she started dozing off in boredom.
When he returned he found her falling asleep. He smiled and started the engine.
After a moment or two of silence, he turned his neck to look at her.
If she continues to sleep like this he would get bored to death.
He came to have fun with her. And for fun she needs to be wide awake.
He called her a few times but failed to wake her up. He reached out to move her shoulder or hand but stopped..
Porsche remembers seeing her having some kind of episodes; first in the basement then last night in the restaurant too.*
She's not abnormal and she never shows any signs of dumbness. She's healthy and smart. But something is wrong with her head and he couldn't find any proper way to put it into words.
He took a sharp turn making her move with the impact a little harder than intended. As her head hit the window she opened her eyes and started rubbing it.
His lips stretched into a smile when she woke up and sat straight.
She was wide awake but turned her neck and kept looking outside.
Porsche sighed as it was still annoyingly boring. And here he was taking her for a fun girl.
He put his feet on the accelerator and..
"Woahhhh!!!" She waved in her seat and clenched her seat belt.
"What happened? Are we getting followed or what!" She turned around to see herself.
"Oh you're still here! I thought I was alone." Porsche made a fake surprised face.
"Slow down!" She shouted while getting his point, fearing the possibility of getting into some kind of accident. Thanks to his foolishness!
"Why! Isn't it fun!" Porsche intentionally drove in some hole and the car jumped up. He placed his hand over her head in time so that she couldn't hit the roof.
He just wanted to give her a scare-jump, literally.
"Damn my organs!" She made a comical face making Porsche laugh in satisfaction.
She shot him a glare then turned her neck to look outside the window.
Porsche found her mad looking face, cute. He grinned and started driving in a zigzag. He just completed one little zigzag and her forehead hit the window. She should've been seated alert.
"Ouch! Do you want me to see the stars or what!" With one hand she rubbed her forehead and with the other she hit his forearm.
"Hahahahaha!" He laughed again but didn't slow down.
She scolded him a few times but nothing works on this goofy guy. In the end she gave up thinking that talking sense into this guy is only a waste of her breath.
She grabbed her seat belt tightly. One thing for sure Mr. Goofy the adventurer wasn't the ONE she wanted to die with.
She relaxed a bit, getting used to his daredevil driving. Maybe he watched Fast and Furious and took that to his heart.
Another thing for sure, he was hella good at driving. Michael Schumacher is his ideal or what.*
'Just think of it as a bullet train.' She relaxed herself.
Hearing her, Porsche spare her a glance and chuckled out. He made the right decision to take her with him. She's a fun package.
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After an excellent but reckless drive..
They stopped in a dislocated area.
"Where are we?" She peeked outside and saw a barren warehouse.
"I have something to do here. Stay inside the car." Porsche took out some files from the dashboard drawer.
Amy was watching him going through stuff. She saw another file and something black.
"Here! Take this! For your own safety." Porsche tossed the gun in her lap, making her eyes widened in horror.
"Is this yours?"
"Nope!"
"You took Sir Kinn's car and left him without his gun?" Her mouth fell open.
"Stop calling him Sir. It gives me weird ideas. Anyways it's not his gun." He said in a way that she couldn't get at all.
"Then whose..."
"It belongs to Big."
"You took Donald... I mean his bodyguard's gun! Now how he's gonna protect Sir Kinn?"
He frowned at the last words but didn't repeat himself.
"He had another one now stop this pointless interrogation and take it."
"I.. don't want it!" She half shrieked, tossing the dangerous thing away.
"It's not the matter if you want it or not, keep it! And don't lose-guard!" He said in a serious tone but didn't forget to warn.
"..." She gulped down. Where in the hell did he take her? It's not even twenty four hours since she's been on a battlefield.
"You know how to shoot, right?" He asked casually, as if he was asking if she knows how to unwrap a candy or something.
She was still in shock when the other guy left closing the door with a loud THUD.
After gathering herself together she tried to open the door - having the usual thoughts of running away.
Locked!
"Brilliant!" She rolled her eyes and sat back crossing her arm over her chest as if sulking.
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A few minutes later...
He didn't come back.
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She waited a few more minutes but Mr. Goofy was nowhere to be found.
She kicked the dashboard as it was more than two hours she's been stuck with this non-serious guy in this stupid.....Maserati.
She stood up and went to sit on the back seat. She had enough of his annoying teasing. He's not a gentleman at all, she complained to herself while massaging her head that hit the windows from different angles.
She took the gun with her on the backseat and watched it observantly.
Just pull the trigger and bang! It should be a piece of cake..
She tried to make a James Bond pose then gave up.
"Action is not her cup of tea." Her mouth curved into an ironic smile. She put the gun on her lap, took out her cellphone and put on earplugs.
'This car belongs to a handsome mafia slash Sir Kinn so it must be bullet proof.'
She thought and closed her eyes while listening to music.
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A moment later she felt someone's presence in the vehicle. She open her eyes thinking that Mr. Headache is back but..
She held her breath after finding someone else. Because of earplugs she didn't heard him coming but the odds were in her favor as the guy didn't she her either.
He was busy going through the dashboard drawer. He took out the file and started clicking the pictures hastily.
She reached out silently to hold the gun, knowing the fact that she could never in hell shoot for real. But still she can make use of it....in some way.
She narrowed her eyes at the papers. This file must belong to the owner of this car, Sir Kinn.
She didn't know how much importance that file held but she saw a golden stamp and signature at the corner of the paper.
That looks like some legal documents!
Her subconscious was provoking her to do something. She'll be called a coward if the intruder stole something in her presence. Especially when she had a freaking gun in her hand. Whoever this intruder was...he was doing something illegal.
She could easily send a text to Porsche but didn't have his number.
The guy was busy doing his job when she mustered up some courage.
She tightened her grip on the gun and held her hand up, ready to do something she might regret for the rest of her life.........only if she dared to pull the trigger.
"Put the file back."
She pointed at his head with the gun. She make sure that he won't turn around to see her face.
At first he froze then did as she asked.
"Now delete the pictures."
He didn't move.
"DO IT!"
She hit his head with the gun, lightly. It's just hard enough to make him intimidate.
In the end he did as she ordered.
"Good now.. Get out!"
She tried her best to act tough.
As soon as the guy left, her hand started to shake, she tossed the gun aside and covered her mouth feeling the panic raising inside her chest.
Breath in...
Breath out...
Relax Amy...
It's over...
Suddenly the door opens and shuts with a loud thud.
Her heart jumped to her throat and she instantly went for the gun.
"Damn you! Maserati!" She growled looking at her reckless chauffeur.
"Likewise! Did you miss me?" As soon as he returned he started teasing her with his signature grin.
If she was some ordinary girl she would start crying but she was not so she held herself back from punching his nice looking face.
"What are you doing on the backseat?"
"Here! Take it back!" She ignored his question and held out the gun.
He glanced at her pale face before taking the thing back. He rubbed his forehead using the same gun thinking he shouldn't be joking around like this.
"Careful!" She muttered out loud.
He smiled and nodded. No matter how much he irritates or teases her, she still cares about his safety.
He started the engine.
"I don't know how to shoot!" She confess.
"I know." His lips twitch.
"I never even held a gun before." She added innocently.
"I know." He smiled and make a U-turn to go back.
"Then why in the world did you gave that to me? You should have been more mindful." She suddenly shouted out while scolded him.
"Who said I wasn't? Now watch!"
He held the steering wheel in one hand and took something out of his pocket. She paid full attention.
He showed her the bottom of the gun and the magazine then inserted it inside the gun, leaving her beyond dumbfounded-ness.
"You gave me an empty weapon? To protect myself?" Her blood ran cold while recalling the earlier circumstance.
Only if he knew...
"Hahahahahaha yeah!" He laughed out watching her horrified face.
But little did he know that by doing that he awakened the sleeping monster inside her.
"Ahhhhhhhh!" He starts shouting in pain when she attacks him.
She clenched and tried her best to pull his hair as hard as possible.
"Argh! hahaha... Let my hair go!" He shouted but she was too mad to listen to anything else.
"Amyyyy I am driving here!" He tried to reason with this wild cat but of no use. As if pulling on the hair was not enough she started yanking and hitting his stupid head to the neck-rest of his seat.
After having a five minute of one-sided battle, they stopped.
Porsche was only laughing and shouting while she did the whole work.
He kept his eyes on the road and tried to set his hair style. Thank heavens no one saw him beaten up by a harmless girl!
SLAP!
"AAHHH!" A shrieked came out of him, it seems she wasn't done yet.
The hit caught him off guard. He hit the brakes to stop the vehicle.
"Amy! Do you want to get into an accident! Huh! What the hell is your problem?" He started in fury, having enough of her tantrums.
She leaned back cautiously. He was right about the accident thing.
"It freaking hurts!" He rubbed his nape, feeling a stingy sensation.
"You violent punk! How dare you raise your hand at me! Don't you know how to treat an elder, let alone a senior? Where are your manners?"
Finally he remembered he's the senior!
He scolded her a little harshly. She pursed her lips and looked down making a shamefaced. He got a point there!
Porsche stares at her for a moment, then his severe glare turns to a soft gaze.
She peeked up only to lower her eyes at once as his eyes still were fixed on her.
Amy clenched, unclenched, twisted, rubbed her hands together.
Porsche had to bite his cheek to stop himself from smiling.
He melted within a minute, finding her heavenly adorable.
"Can you please take me home? I'm not feeling well." She requested using a tiny little voice.
"On one condition! Come and sit in front. I'm not your driver!" He pretended to be mad and turned to look ahead.
She tried to open the door so that she could fulfill his condition but the door was locked. She looked at him in question but he pretended to be oblivion of whatever is going on the backseat.
She felt like slapping his stupid nape one more time but held back. What if he got mad again and left her in the middle of nowhere?
She checked earlier and there were no cellphone signals. That means she neither calls anyone for the help nor she can use the internet for finding her way back.
Mr. Stupidly Goofy is the only safe option.
She half stood up to return to the passenger seat using the same way she used earlier.
Porsche didn't even budge to give her some space. But she was Amy, she accidentally hit his head with her elbow and fell on her seat.
He shot her an accusing glare while rubbing his head, now it was her turn to play dumb.
"You want to go home. Let's take you home!" He grinned meaningfully and started the engine.
Oh boy!
Back to the freaking Fast and Furious!
"Slow down! Bro?" She closed her eyes tightly. If he continued to play dirty like this she wouldn't be surprised if both of them ended up in a hospital.
He slows down a little bit and looks at her in surprise. Did she just call him Bro!? Cool!
He reached out to stroke her hair but his hand stopped just above her head. She glanced at him and his hand..
He waited for something...permission maybe.
Something came on the road and the car bounced, making both of them jump in their seats.
Thanks to his hand, her head didn't hit the roof! But his did!
She couldn't help but chuckled out, making him smile too, decently.
She opened her bag to take out something.
"Hey Tesla! Do you want chocolate?
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Note:
The Russian word's Meaning:-
1. Gav-no (Sh*t)
2. Svoloch (b*st*rd)
3. Sestra (Sister)
4. Dorogoy (Sweetheart)
Just Porsche having Fun ~
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Chapters list:
75. Bon appetit
83. Disheartened
61. The Basement
Michael Schumacher held the record of fastest driver (2023)
There's no point mentioning...like seriously who in the world wouldn't know about Fast & Furious and James Bond! (Those are the Film series - in case anyone was living under a rock.)
Imagine this guy taking Amy home on his Scarlett... Damn!