"I just wanted to negotiate with you" he took his glass of wine, crossing his legs facing me. He sip his wine looking straight and glared me cold. "W-what do you want from me?" I was stuttering. Can't even look into his face. He sip his wine again. Standing up,he fixed his tie still his cold glare upon me. "Tell me you're friend's secret!" His tone was cold. Like his body feature stiff and hard. "What?!" I stared at him. We were facing each other my blood run cold. Whenever he glares at me, it feels like I'm just a little pathetic being infront of him. He waited for me to continue. "Why does you want my friend's secret? What does it has to do with you? I thought you had a problem with me, and you would asked my secret but you asked my friend's instead!" He sip his wine again. His glare is deadly he would kill anyone with his glare. "If you don't want to get yourself killed by me!"All Rights Reserved
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