MAFIA'S WRONG TARGET

10: RED COUCH GUY

SYBIL'S POV

Dream Aura,
06:43 pm.

"He doesn't know you. He doesn't know you. He doesn't know you..." I told myself repeatedly while looking at the same guy who I saw at the club.

The one sitting on the red couch literally last night and now he's already on my doorstep.

I told myself that he wasn't there for me but for Lia.

He took a step closer but before he could enter I slightly closed the door making him stop right there.

" Lia is not home." I tried not to stutter and look calm.

" Lia?" He asked.

So he doesn't even know her name. Lia once told me things like this exist. They sleep together and don't even ask for each other's names.

'How?' I mean HOW could they kiss someone they have no feelings for? How could they even touch?

These things disgust me, to be honest.

When I first met Ren with Lia I got to know that he wasn't her boyfriend later words. He was just her friend with benefits.

This was a new term for my dictionary.

" Can I wait inside?" He asked breaking the chain of my thoughts.

No!

Unwantedly, I opened the door for him.

He got inside. I closed the door took a deep breath then turned. He walked further with his hands in his pocket looking around at the living room.

" Is she your sister?" He asked not turning to face me.

" No," I replied shortly didn't even give him any explanation about us.

I went to the kitchen feeling his gaze on me all the time. He roamed looking at everything closely as if he were some detective.

I just hoped he didn't recognize me but he kept eyeing me from afar.

Ignoring him I continued to cook. He walked to me with his slow steps and grabbed an apple from the fruit basket.

" She danced so well, last night." He said taking a bite from the apple.

So he didn't recognize me.

" Your eyes are even prettier up close." He said making me look at his face.

He was chewing the apple while resting his back against the kitchen counter next to me.

"Than-thank you."

I turned to grab sauce from the refrigerator feeling his gaze on my back.

As soon as I grabbed the handle to open the refrigerator I felt his presence behind me. His cologne was strong. He was so close that I was able to feel his chest brushing my back.

" You think you can fool me huh?" He chuckled, his breath fanned my shoulder.

I gulped, somehow turning around to face him. He smirked as soon as I lifted my gaze.

" I know it was you." He said looking straight into my eyes.

I pushed my back against the refrigerator to create some space between us.

" I've memorized your eyes." He leans to my face making me curl my fingers into a fist.

" I can recognize these eyes in a crowd of thousands." He looked insane saying that.