My Beloved Bodyguard's
THE MBB 51

Shanuella's body shook. This was his second encounter with a man who had the same look as Blade. At the first meeting, the man claimed to be Rarendra was the one who helped him when he collapsed on the project a while ago..

She's shaken. The mood is carut marut, the mind is a mess. In fact, Shanuella did not have time to thank the foreign man.

“Bi ..Please talk to Mom Fro. I ... em .. I mean I .. just run the command, Mr.” Breathing out and exhaling repeatedly, Shanuella struggled to keep from looking daunted.

It would be a lie to say that the past means nothing. Currently can straighten the head because it hides the wound so that it is not too obvious. Enough he knows, the world does not need to see his heart.

Rarendra who was no less nervous was trying to look ordinary. Not want until his shaky heart is read by the interlocutor. He turned his eyes in any direction.

“Can deliver me ... meet the leader?” Asking while slipping his clenched hand into his pants pocket. Rarendra's palms are wet. Nervousness, panic, and of course the heart also pounded.

“Em, come with me, Sir.” Shanuella struggled to be unaffected. The head kept down he did not want to get caught secretly stealing glances.

The journey to the leadership room felt longer than usual. Shanuella chose silence and only made a sound when asked. Likewise with Rarendra who stood the corner of the elevator and stared at the back of the woman who for the past five years filled his mind.

Since the last meeting at a villa on the outskirts of town, Rarendra is determined to wipe Shanuella out of her memory. However, that neatly arranged plan turned around to hit him. Not forgetting, since the night where they shared sweat and exchanged saliva, the shadow of the woman continued to haunt him until he had difficulty breathing.

Shanuella always appears with a sigh and a spoiled groan every night. In fact, the shadow of the woman was present in her tightly shut eyes. Rarendra was almost crazy, claustrophobic, and barely able to breathe. Standing up and continuing to stare at the back that was not far out of reach, he clenched his hands. If he does not remember the logic he continues to instill, of course he will ambush and kidnap the feminine creature that has made his mind disappear.

Shanuella's gone out first, turned around. Standing opposite to Rarendra, he lowered his head while hugging the documents tightly in his chest.

“Pak, Mother Fro's room. Ask his secretary later.” One of the hands is on the left side of the elevator. Not once had the head lifted, even Shanuella had already turned back before the gallant man stepped out of the elevator.

Rarendra. Stepping slowly with your hands tucked in your pants pocket. The eyes were on the woman who had already moved away from him. Both corners of his lips were pulled upwards and smirked thinly.

So rushed. In fact, he didn't see me at all.

Standing in front of the elevator door, Rarendra stared at the movement of the woman who walked away and turned in one of the rooms.

Shan, I'm sorry.

Clear liquid escaped from the corner of his left eye, Rarendra hurriedly rubbed with the index end. His heart was still slashed with pain when he saw Shanuella who dodged and did not recognize him anymore.

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