Chapter 23: The Mafia

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"Mark, do you think they will come?" I asked him.

Mark was wearing a bright purple suit, with a white shirt beneath. The suit had light embroidery with black wollen thread making the suit look even more fascinating. His hair, styled in curtained hairs.

"I don't know... Can't recall if they really said they will." Mark said leaning towards me.

"Shit..." I said, sipping the wine from my glass aggressively.

"If they won't come, what will I do?" I said, the wine was kicking... My skin was burning from the weird sensation and I finally noticed Khun Namtan with her husband.

Expectedly with a touch of cluelessness, my face lit up.

"Look at yourself, Gemini. Your expressions changed within a second." Mark chuckled. I hit his stomach with my elbow, he hissed in pain.

"Hello, Khun Boss." She bowed at me slightly. I smiled at her and greeted her back.

Luke was glaring at me, I can still remember our first meeting. It wasn't really how it meant to be. But it's the past and nobody can help it now.

I offered my hand for the handshake, he accepted it. His face finally calmed.

"Khun Boss, Fourth and Pear are on their way." Khun Namtan spoke when she noticed that I was continuously looking at the door behind them.

"Oh."

"We will be right back." She held Luke's arm and pulled him towards the door.

Suddenly a loud purr of engine tore the calmness of the music in my hall.

He is here.

I walked out towards the door. Stunned. Fascinated. Speechless...

He was wearing the same suit as me. What in the universe is happening here?

"You both are wearing exactly the same suit?" Mark whispered from behind without actually coming out.

"I don't know how it happened. I didn't do anything in this." I assured him, more like I was getting nervous in what response should I give him.

"He is looking more handsome than you though. Let me go and check." Mark pushed me aside and took a step when I stopped him and pulled him back inside.

"Hey hey wait. Where are you going? Don't you have any work?" I said my breathe getting heavier.

"Calm down. I was just going to say hi. Chill up." He laughed. I hate him, God damn.

I don't know what happens to me whenever he is around, and this bastard Mark wasn't helping much with the situation. I finally sighed and decided to act like I'm going at the door for the first time and pretend like I'm seeing him for the first time tonight.

I shoved my left hand inside the pant's pocket whereas the right one continues to help me with my sinfully delicious wine. I sighed after gulping down the glass and refilling it again walking straight at the door. I leaned on the corner staring at the family who were giggling and laughing freely at the front yard. Exactly the same place where Fourth came to pick me up last time with the exact same beast of a bike he owns. Flashback came running to me where I held his waist accidentally on the bike and he took that gesture nicely but never complained.

I don't know when Pear's eyes landed on me and she suddenly shouted at the highest pitch. I'm sure as hell that the guest inside might've heard that.

"Oh my goodness..." yup, that's what she shouted, continuously her pupils dancing and focusing between me and her blood brother.

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