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"Mama, please."
"No, Ju, no more cocho."
"Mama, please, just one more." That little innocent brat trapped me in his cuteness again. I smiled and bent down to kiss his little nose. He giggled and ran over to the shop again.
"Wait, stop running," I said, taking quick steps, but I panicked when I didn't find him. My heart raced with anxiety.
I searched all over the place but couldn't find him. My heart clenched, tears forming in my eyes.
"Where are you, Ju? Please be safe," I sobbed. The guards were also searching for him, but no one knew where he was. I fell to my knees, feeling everything falling apart.
I opened my phone to call Jungkook, but a voice interrupted me. "Ma-m-a!"
I looked up and whispered, "Ju." I cried out when he ran toward me and hugged me. I cried while holding him tightly.
"Where were you, baby?" I cried, my hug tightening around him.
"Mam-ma," he sobbed. I looked at him, checking all over his body to see if he was fine.
"Are you okay, Ju? What happened? Why did you run away from me? I told you to stay with me," I softly said, wiping his tears as he hiccuped.
"I'm sorry, Mama, but I was there in front of you, and some bad uncle took me while covering my mouth. But a good uncle saved me," he said, pointing in a direction to my right.
Luca.
What is he doing here?
I frowned and looked at him with many questions in my eyes. "Oh, please, I am not the one who was kidnapping your kid, okay?" he rolled his eyes.
"I never said that you were the one," I said, getting up and taking Ju in my arms. He hugged me tightly as if I might run away. My little baby.
"Hmm, but I hate false accusations, Stella," he said, taking long strides towards me, standing tall in front of me. He had an alluring face that exuded confidence and a charming smile that irritated me every time.
"Who said I am accusing you?" I said, turning around. I really felt strange around him. I really didn't like the idea of being close to him.
"Wow, Miss Adams, not even a thanks to a handsome man who saved your kid?" he said, taking steps closer to me. I glared at him and muttered a "thanks" before moving toward my car.
But I stopped when a hand gripped my elbow and jerked me back with sudden force. I gasped, feeling myself in someone's arms, still holding Ju. I held Ju tightly, and all the bodyguards pointed their guns at the person who held me. I looked up and glared at him, but he was smiling down at me. I steadied myself and stood properly, jerking my hand away from him.
"If you dare to touch me again, I swear, they are just holding their guns, but next time, they will blow your fucking head in a blink," I gritted under my breath.
He looked amused and smirked. "I really like your pretty mouth, Stella," he leaned down closer to me. "It makes my heart flutter," he whispered against my ear, but I glared at him.
"Stay the hell away from me," I said, my voice filled with rage.
"Woah, jeez, okay, stop behaving like your husband," he said, scoffing and throwing his hand back.
"Well, thank you, Mr. Luca, for saving my Ju, but I'd appreciate it if you stop bothering me," I replied with sarcasm.
He chuckled and shook his head, making me frown. "No, not so easily, Miss Adams. You have to treat me to coffee," he pointed to a nearby cafe with his index finger and grinned. I groaned in frustration and huffed.
"Why?" I whined. "Just my treat, pretty woman, nothing else," he showed his teeth, and I gritted mine, making my way to the cafe with him following behind, proudly smirking.
We sat down at a table, Ju having cried a lot and now sleeping in my arms. I glared at the man sitting across from me, annoying with his talks, but I had to tolerate it. He did save Ju, and I couldn't be ungrateful, though I wouldn't show it to him.
"No, it would be very wrong. I suggest you say it in front of my husband. It would be great, you know. He should know what people think about me," I said, a little smile on my face, knowing Jungkook would definitely do worse to him.
"Oh, Mia Stella, do you think I'm scared of your little husband?" he said, getting up and walking past to my side, standing in front of me, leaning closer with a hand on the table and the other on the back of my chair.
He was leaning closer, but I held the fierce eye contact, unwavering. "If I want to steal you from him, I can do that in the blink of an eye, but there's no fun in that. I want him to yearn for the love he has for you," his words made my heart race with panic. Why does he want to do this? I widened my eyes when he sat closer beside me, and I firmly held Ju closer.
"Ashley Jungkook might not tell you about the relationship between me and him; it wasn't quite good," his evil grin spread across his lips, making my heart thump against my chest. I was sure he could hear it, and it made him smirk when his eyes traveled my face.
"I would love to see you try," I said, not knowing where the confidence came from. He raised his brow in amusement.
"That's what I like about you, Stella," he grinned. "Will you stop?" I hissed. I really didn't like what he was calling me.
"Hmm, what about a no?" he smiled, and I felt uneasy. I got up from my chair, and he buttoned his coat. "See you later, mi amor," he said, walking away from the cafe, leaving me doubtful about our entire conversation.
The circumstances of Ju getting lost and Luca finding him immediately raised many questions in my brain.
How could he find him so quickly? That triggered something in me.
And the way he talked to me was already clearing the suspicion of him getting close to me. I knew it was going to happen because of the way he was hovering around me.
But why me?
Or does he have something to do with Jungkook because of his constant mentioning of his name? It made me more tense.
I heaved a sigh and got up from the chair with Ju in my arms, making my way home with questions running through my mind.
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