Since I Found You
Favorite Actor's

Ludwig closed the screen. He looked at Altea. The brown-haired man's gaze was always the same. Never looked warm, let alone friendly. The man watched Altea closely. However, he did not say a word. Ludwig even turned his attention back to his phone that was on again, because there was an incoming message.

Meanwhile, Altea focused on pairing her shoelaces. He had rubbed his calf in a clean white skin. Altea laughed softly. Making Ludwig who had already turned his attention away from him, turned his head back and stared in surprise.

“You know? Actually, I have a lot of fine fur on my legs and hands, Yes, although not as much as yours.” Altea laughed crisply after saying so. Meanwhile, Ludwig still noticed it without responding at all. His face was the same as before. No expression at all.

“Mrs Delma shaved it all. In fact, my late mother liked the fine feathers. He said, I look cute.” Altea stopped laughing. This time, there was not even a hint of a smile on her pretty face. Altea fell silent, then lowered her face.

“I have never worn clothes and shoes like this in my entire life. It feels very uncomfortable. Everyone can see my thighs and back clearly.” The young woman then held onto the front of her mini dress.

“Your life will not change just by complaining,” Ludwig said as he moved from his seat. The handsome man with the brown leather jacket stepped towards the elevator. Looks like he's leaving.

There was no reason for Altea to remain in that luxurious apartment. He followed the man's dashing steps until he got into the elevator. Inside the private lift earlier, they just stood up without speaking a word. Ludwig still had a cold, flat face. Meanwhile, Altea acted indifferently, until they stepped out of the elevator.

Altea walked behind Ludwig. They headed to the place where the man parked his car. Suddenly, Altea's mind was fixed on the owner of the blonde hair in Sieseby. Somehow Vlad is now. Usually, that man was the one he always followed everywhere. However, this time Altea had to be behind another strapping body.

One thing that made Altea feel even more different was, when Ludwig opened the car door for her. Something Vlad never did. However, that did not impress Altea. “Thank you,” he said as he walked in and sat down.

But Louis did not answer. After closing the car door, he went straight to the driver's door. Ludwig sat behind the wheel. He put on his seat belt without much talk. However, before starting the engine of the vehicle, the handsome brown-haired man had turned to Altea who was watching him. “Why?” the tananya is flat with a slight movement on the lips.

“It's okay. I just feel curious,” said Altea while directing his gaze forward.

“About what?” ask Ludwig again. He stepped on the gas pedal slowly. The black jeep he was driving drove quietly, leaving a private parking area, where he kept some of his favorite luxury car collections.

“Mrs Delma said that not all women will be entertainers, you take it to her place. I mean ...”

“I have my own criteria and judgment,” between Ludwig while continuing to drive. His gaze was straight forward, at the traffic of the city of Berlin which was starting to get crowded.

At first glance, Ludwig looked so calm. In fact, in his mind was raging thinking about the figure of the man who came to him yesterday-yesterday. The other man is Vlad Ignashevich. Ludwig was able to conclude that Altea must have been a precious woman to Vlad, so the man dared to deal with her.

The red light is on. Ludwig stopped his vehicle. The man's eye tails pointed at Altea who was apparently asleep. Ludwig continued to pay attention to him, albeit secretly. He scanned the entire body of the beautiful woman, whom he had enjoyed almost overnight.

However, immediately the owner of Goldgeld Casino was back in focus, as Altea squirmed slowly and opened his eyes.

“Pay,” says Ludwig plan. It was so slow that Altea could not hear it.

Altea looked so exhausted. He remained leaning his head, with a glance toward the slightly open side window. That was when, both of his eyes caught a figure that for the next few days always filled his mind. The blond man, who was none other than Vlad. He had just come out of a building with his loyal aide, Mykola Vanko. They're heading to a car parked on the side of the road.

But Altea could do nothing. He recalled Herbert's words, spoken when the middle-aged man was about to pick him up a second time. Therefore, Altea gave up leaving Vlad's residence in Sieseby.

Ludwig's jeep has returned gallantly, splitting the streets of Berlin. Altea sat back in a forward-facing position. His heart was again filled with turmoil, as he looked at the handsome figure, who had spent one beautiful night with him. Altea had no idea what Vlad and Mykola were doing in Berlin. Should he feel confident, and believe that Vlad was there to look for him?

A smile warmed Altea's heart, which was in turmoil. If he could, he would jump out of the car. Altea didn't care, even though Vlad was always so strict with her. One thing the young woman remembered was only the last treatment she received from the man who had now left her wheelchair.

The jeep, driven by Ludwig, stopped in front of the building where Delma lived. Without saying much, the brown-haired handsome man walked out of his vehicle. He opened the door for Altea, but did not wait until the woman with the mini dress came down. Ludwig immediately walked up the steps to the door.

Altea did not complain anymore. He was used to receiving such treatment, so that he could act indifferent. Altea followed Ludwig, then stood next to him. They wait until the door is opened.

“Master,” greet Delma accompanied by a warm smile, “please enter.” The woman with a neat appearance opened the door wide enough, as Ludwig stepped in without much talking.

“Good morning to noon, Madam,” greet Altea while walking in.

“Good morning too, Miss Miller,” reply Delma. “Do not go first, because we have to talk,” prevent it, when you see Altea who is about to pass to the room.

Altea was instantly stunned. He looked at the middle-aged woman earlier. “With me?” tanyakanya.

“Yes. Sit down first, Miss Miller,” tell Delma while turning her right hand to the sofa, where Ludwig is.

Altea exhaled slowly. Since being used as a debt relief tool by his father, Altea lost some of his claws and fangs. He must always obey the orders of others. With a somewhat lazy move, Altea returned to near the sofa. He sat not far from Ludwig.

“As I said in a short message a moment ago, Bryda has a guest for Miss Miller. He is not a random person, Mr.” Delma said giving a report to Ludwig who had since just sat dashing and full of authority.

“Who?” ludwig asked briefly, without further ado.

“Ferdynan Calestyn,” replied Delma, who instantly made Altea widen his eyes.

“What? She?” tanya Altea couldn't believe it. The woman returned to her original character, and forgot all the personality lessons that Delma had applied.

Delma did not immediately respond. He stared signally at Altea. It made the young lady immediately change her attitude and body language to become more graceful. After seeing Altea return to the rules he had been taught, Delma

smilingly. “Yes, Miss Miller. He was interested in your picture already installed on our special site,” obviously the woman with the white shirt.

Altea still showed a look of disbelief. He also learned that Ferdynan Calestyn was one of his favorite actors.