Chapter 3 Waiting for Kannaya

A tall, well-built figure lying on his bed began to be disturbed when the sunlight infiltrated his room.

He moved his body until he lay on his back, feeling that all his bones were so tired, but there was a feeling of satisfaction and release in his heart when he woke up.

Still dazzled by what he saw, Dean, that man is Dean Richard Agnajaya. He wiped his face with outstretched arms and bare chest while the blanket still wrapped around him from the waist down.

Glancing to the right and left, only him was in the room. I made her move her body and sit up, then looked to the other side and lifted the blanket a little. Sure enough, there was something red there.

The man's face remained blank as if nothing had happened. While staring at the door of the room, and took a breath until Adam's apple moved.

"Kannaya Frastyna..." he said softly, like a whisper, smiling crookedly.

Rising from his seat, Dean walked towards the bathroom. This was his room so he could use it however he pleased. Before going to the bathroom, Dean took his cell phone and looked at the screen seriously before he finally typed a message and put down the elegant-looking flat object with a slight twitch.

His jaw also looks stiffer than when he woke up earlier. There seemed to be anger inside him that could not be brushed off.

"I hate the apartment security guard. He's so flirtatious that he likes to tempt anyone!"

He often said those words to his best friend, Andreas, when he met at a hangout or club. Even to this day, I'm still annoyed with that man's behavior. Disgusting!

"Why are you so annoyed? There is a problem between you with him?" Andreas asked casually as he poured wine into his glass.

Hearing her question, Dean thought once more about saying it. However, he didn't want his pride to fall just because he felt like he had lost to a security guard who was very far from him.

"How can you make someone deterrent from acting like a witch?" asked Dean with his gaze that seemed to be directed at the wine in Andreas' hand.

"The method?"

Dean nodded, looking at Andreas, who was a bit silent thinking because his forehead looked doubled.

"You could make him lose the most precious thing in his life. Then he will regret it."

Andreas' words managed to make him think of one thing. True, there is one thing that is most valuable about that woman. The girl he suddenly married must still be pure and a virgin so that he could get her virginity.

"You're right, and I'll give it a try." Dean grinned, then grabbed the wine bottle and me

"Good, you're handsome, rich, and also great. Who can beat you?" asked Andreas, which made Dean smile a little.

"You're right." He took a sip of the drink, then looked at Andreas, who was already smiling a little, almost drunk.

"I saw one girl who was in your apartment. Who was she? Beautiful and very cute."

Andreas' following words were like a fire that ignited the fuse for a bomb in Dean's heart. He shook off the glass in his hand forcefully after finishing its contents in one gulp. He doesn't like it when someone approaches and discusses Kannaya Frastyna, the girl who belongs to him.

"Hey, where are you going? Have you finished drinking?" asked Andreas with a somewhat skeptical look when he saw Dean get up and intend to leave.

"Don't contact me until tomorrow morning!" said Dean in a deep voice as he walked away, leaving Andreas, who didn't understand what his best friend would do.

As they walked, Dean's face was hard, like holding back anger. He headed over to the bartending department, then bought a bottle of wine and drank it on his way out. He finally felt slightly drunk and came home with Kannaya, his welcoming little wife. In the end, he did what he could to deter the girl.

***

Dean turned the shower switch off, stepped out of the room, and wrapped a white towel around his athletic body.

The man got ready, dressed in a white suit and tidying his hair but still a bit messy so that it looked even more charming behind his jet-black eyes and his face that looked handsome.

He tidied up his collar briefly, then stepped out after looking at his messy bed. A crooked smile appeared on his lips that looked dazzling, but he still walked without m

He wants to know what Kannaya is up to.

But once he got downstairs, his luxurious apartment was empty, and no one was there. Dean stepped into the kitchen, then found a plate of bread that became his breakfast.

The man frowned. Where's Kannaya? He looked behind him, but nothing. Not even in the clothesline. Is it possible in the room?

Without touching his breakfast, Dean stepped upstairs again and opened Kannaya's room. None too.

"Where is he? Don't tell me he ran away?" The man's face hardened. He stepped towards the girl's small cupboard, and his clothes were intact.

Nothing was missing, not even some of the girl's stationery and college equipment. Dean took a deep breath, then stepped outside and down the stairs.

It was already half past nine, but he seemed to have nothing to do, so he was very relaxed sitting on the living room sofa. I intended to wait for the arrival of the girl. He wants to know if Kannaya is a deterrent or not.

But for a few moments, Kannaya didn't appear either, making her uneasy and getting up. He grabbed the car keys, then slammed the apartment door before entering the elevator.

***

"Ah, you can. I can do it myself, and I'm still strong."

Kannaya, who had just arrived after shopping at the supermarket, politely and kindly refused help from the security guard there.

"It's okay, let me help. You're also a girl, after all. Suppose I help, it would be better. You will see that I am a handsome man."

Kannaya shook her head slowly. "My employer doesn't like it when strangers enter his apartment. Please cooperate, okay? I don't want to be punished later for violating orders," she said, making the young security guard silent.

"You can stand working as a maid. How about we just get married? Let me pay for your life?" the young man offered bluntly, widening Kannaya's eyes.

However, before he spoke, there was already a shadowy silhouette that made him fail to do so, and instead try to leave without a word.

"Oh, so you're here? Have fun dating and leaving your job!"

Kannada was stunned to hear his words, but she did not dare to look at the face of the man who was her husband and employer.

"Go upstairs, Kannaya!"

"Y-yes, Mister."