Alsen's POV.
People are like climatic conditions.
They can change any minute without a warning.
I have seen people of all kinds working as a model and I can tell by a glance about what they think about me.
It pisses me off whenever I meet that person. He's the only person I can't figure out no matter how much I look through him.
I scratched the back of my head as I thought about his arrogant look and the way he posed his mouth while watching me fum in anger. His face as annoying as ever but my heart wouldn't stop beating at the sight of it. The way those pheromones of him made me feel like I'm in heaven scares me to the core. And the thought of him taking my kids away from me make me lose my mind.
I plop in the sofa with a sigh, putting my hands over my head and scratching my head like crazy.