Mine! No Objections Allowed (Mikhaiah Adaptation)

Chapter 15 : Hot And Cold

When she got no response, Mikha asked again.

This was when Aiah came back to herself. "Yeah, it's off."

After that, she seemed to remember something and started rummaging through her purse, emerging with a black face mask.

"It's new, I haven't used it," she said, as she put it on for Mikha.

Mikha caught her wrist. "What are you doing?"

Aiah said, "Paparazzis have been stalking me recently, I won't let them catch you on camera."

Mikha raised an eyebrow. "So what if they get a picture of me?"

"You'd get bullied by the paparazzi......" She trailed off on her own.

How could she have forgotten, this person's really powerful? That time at the charity ball, she took only one night to erase all information about it completely.

Mikha didn't say anything.

She took off the mask, ever so naturally putting it on Aiah's face, covering most of it and leaving only her clear bright eyes.

The elevator door opened. She picked her bridal style with no hesitation.

"I won't let you fall," Mikha said, looking ahead. "If you're scared, hold my sleeves."

Aiah was first caught off guard, before she let out an 'Oh' and wrapped her arms around the woman's neck.

Her arm's icy, Mikha's neck hot.

Mikha's hand was on Aiah's pants. Even though there's a layer of fabric between them, Aiah still felt it to be a little too warm.

Her waist's warm, her arm's warm, even her lips beneath the mask felt warm.

Even if it was for just a brief moment , this was the mask that Mikha had worn.

She can't stop from making a silly smile because of how Mikha is carrying her right now!

Mikha got into the car, glanced at her and reminded her. "Safety belt."

Aiah obediently put it on. "Are we going to eat now?"

It's only three thirty, most restaurants wouldn't be open yet.

Mikha said, "Later."

"Alright." Aiah leant back against the seat, not asking where they were going.

For Aiah, even if Mikha decides to sell her right now, she'd still be smiling as she deposits her own ransom into the bank.

Of course, Mikha didn't sell her! After a series of turns, the car drove into a small street.

Alongside the street were a variety of shops -food stalls, game booths, toys and other goods. There's everything one could think of, and since it's the weekend, there're plenty of people around, particularly the young and energetic ones.

Aiah had never been to this street and found it a really new experience. Her face almost smashed up against the window as she watched.

After watching for a long time, she couldn't help asking, "Are we here to go shopping?"

"No." Mikha answered quietly.

Aiah thus retreated from the window side, opening her phone quickly and locating herself before taking a screenshot of the location.

There're plenty of people, but it wasn't super crowded. The car had been creeping forward steadily -she's pretty sure Mikha's foot never left the brake.