Chapter 16. In His Car

She couldn't believe her eyes as she stand like a statue staring at the god himself.

He broadened his lips which caused a small smile. One would think he hypnotize her with the way she stood not ready to stop looking at him.

How the hell did he find out about where she lives?

And would the fuck says she didn't like the fact that he was the first guy she saw that early Friday morning?

She would abso-fuckin-lutely worship this dude's appearance.

"Good morning." He greeted softly, his usual pose of hand tucking his pocket and standing like a model with his newly styled hair.

Hell to the fact that she noticed he changed his hairstyle to a spiky cut.

"I demand an answer." He snapped and she gave a girlish bow muttering a good morning sir, wondering why he was at the front of her house.

"Will you get in now? Or do you prefer to go to work late? Or shall I say by bus?" He asked at once and she felt his deceptive aura taking over her.

Why would