Mirena's boyfriend

Drake wanted to ask her about the caller's identity. The way she talked to the other line changed his mood. He didn't know exactly the reason, but everything fell apart.

The eagerness he felt suddenly vanished. He just wanted to finish this conversation with her and go back to the mansion.

Little did he know, Mirena noticed how his expressions changed. She enjoyed his company, and it should be unforgettable as always.

A bright, bitter smile showed on her lips. Mirena reached for the cup of cappuccino and rolled her eyes.

"Don't mind it! He's one of my boy best friends." She took a sip as she waited for him to respond.

But a few minutes passed, and Drake remained quiet. Until now, he couldn't still believe that she had best friends despite her nasty behavior. The anger within his soul urged him to get the revenge he planned for so many years.

Instead of acting strange, Drake rubbed his chin and chuckled. It was a cool response that made her giggle.

He sighed and put the coffee on top of the table.

"It seems like you're very close to each other," said Drake and waited for her to speak about him.

Through the tone of his voice, a wise woman could understand what it does it means. It was a statement full of sarcasm.

But because she chose to be careless, Mirena flipped her hair like she used to do so. She ignored the signs that would ruin and destroy her life soon.

She lifted her head and looked into his eyes.

"Unfortunately, yes! But let's talk about business. It seems like you're more knowledgeable than me!"

By simply staring at him, Mirena felt that Drake would be the biggest asset to the company. He got the looks, the body, and above all the ensnaring charm that captured women's hearts.

She thought it would be her advantage and could lift the sales back to the top. Mirena was clueless that Drake Quinn was not an ally.

He was a man who was once brokenhearted because of her. When the right time came, her world would fall apart, and it would be hard for Mirena to stand on her feet.

Drake appeared not to be her knight in shining armor, but to be the heiress' worst nightmare.

"Hey, I'm talking about business now." Mirena chuckled as she placed her hands on her lap.

She didn't know that he was a funny guy as well. That type of man was not on the list, but Mirena was willing to go beyond her comfort zone if it was all about him.

"I'm sorry!" replied Drake and tried to concentrate again. "I was thinking about your father's proposal." He added and took a piece of paper from her chest.

"He's planning to think and create possible strategies that would help your sales to grow back. If it continues dropping, you cannot do something to save your company anymore."

While Drake talked about the current crisis of Miller's clothing company, Mirena was merely staring at his face. She didn't even attempt to catch a glimpse of the document he just showed.

He took a deep breath and noticed that she was not listening to him. It only showed that Mirena has no interest in the business.

"What are you doing, Ms. Miller? Do you think this is only a piece of shit that you can always handle with ease?"

Drake lost control because of her unnecessary behavior. He expected that at least, Mirena would do something to save the company for the sake of her father, but the opposite happened.

She then blinked her eyes and cleared her throat as if nothing occurred. Mirena doesn't deserve the position that was bestowed on her by her father. This company truly mattered to the founder who built it with passion and dedication.

But in a snap of her finger, everything would disappear.

"What were you saying?" she asked.

Despite being cornered, Mirena quickly handled the situation perfectly. As soon as the cold breeze rubbed on her skin, she turned into a real heiress.

Her charisma surprised him as he had never had the chance to know her well.

Drake slightly titled his head and glanced at her bright face.

"Like what I'm saying, your father asks me to help you regarding the sales. I couldn't start with these possible strategies if you won't cooperate with me."

Mirena replied, "What do you want me to do?"

All of a sudden, a playgirl who only knew to party and hurt men's feelings became an interested businesswoman. Her straightforward question impressed Drake at some point.

He nodded his head as a sign of appreciation.

"First thing you must do is to have an interest in everything you're doing. We can't proceed to the next step if you keep acting this way—"

"I am interested at all! Why can't you see it as well?"

Her voice raised which completely blew his head away. But behind her serious face, Mirena felt nothing but an incompetent CEO. She told her father that she wanted to do something else, but it never happened.

Aside from her friends, the only person who gave her strengths and motivation was her beloved mother. It was hard for Mirena to live a life with a lot of high expectations that she would never meet.

No one knew her real story and pain. Mirena trusted no one as she thought it would only massive chaos.

After a long silence, a peal of loud laughter sounded off around the solemn room. She was holding her stomach and couldn't believe Drake's epic reactions.

She was about to utter a single word and explain her side to him, the door suddenly creaked and someone entered without knocking.

"Mirena!" The man clamored from behind as soon as he saw Drake.

He couldn't hide the hatred he felt towards him because of the incident that took place the other night.

With enough strength, he effortlessly grabbed Mirena's arm away from him. The longer they stayed under the same ceiling, the more dangerous it turned out to be.

"What is wrong with you, Luke? Drake is not doing anything that would harm—"

"Shut your fucking mouth up! That man is dangerous if only you can see his true color!" Luke replied as he gritted his teeth out of anger.

Drake widened his eyes because of what he said. He feared that Luke might see everything before Mirena lost her consciousness. But he pretended to be innocent and showed that he cared about Mirena.

Like what Luke did earlier, he then grabbed Mirena's arm and glanced at his eyes.

"Who are you? You're just her best friend, not a boyfriend—"

Luke tightened the grip on her wrist and faced Drake. Everything about him drastically altered his mood and eagerness to punch him in the face.

"I am Mirena's boyfriend, so back off!" He stated that wholly surprised Drake and Mirena.