Chapter Eighteen

Chapter Eighteen

"Good morning, Kuya Klevo. It's almost ten years since we last saw each other. " He smirked and there, his dimples showed up.

My eyes literal widened itself.

Holysh*t!

H-he's handsome…

Gosh.

Why I always met guys that are handsome? I'm confused. Who'll I choose? Gosh, my head's aching.

"Woah, Sato. You're... You're a big boy! " Klevo commented.

Sato laughed.

Japanese...

"You're too exaggerate, Kuya. What are you doing here anyways? And you're with someone... "

"Xeena, " I said.

"Satoshi. " I nod.

Klevo looked at me and glared. As if I did something wrong again. I just gave him a shooked-shoulder. Look, I'm not a lamb or either his slave. I'm not afraid of him.

And I am not afraid to no one.

"Sato, is the helicopter still here? " Klevo asked.

"Yes. It's here. But I can't assure you that it still good. "

"Let's see. "