Semua Bab How to Fall out of Love with your Brother’s Lover: Bab 11 - Bab 20

I was probably the most excited about the dinner. The emotional hold Raf thought he had on me was dwindling. But something in me wanted to run back to his villa and continue the kiss we shared. Was I always this perverted? I see why Lucas couldn’t stop being crazy about him.“Hey can I try this on,” I gestured to a sales clerk at the boutique.“Yes Ma’m.” This is a lovely choice, she added. It’s also a part of our new collection that just dropped.“Really? This is just the outfit i need for tonight’s vibe. I’ll take it.” A satisfactory grin spread across my face.It was a short Louis Vuitton mini dress, nude colour, with a plunging neckline that drew attention to my cleavage. With everything I had planned for tonight I needed my outfit to suit the mood.The house was empty when I got home. “Good thing Lu isn’t home” I muttered. “He probably thinks I’m still at work.” I had texted Dave earlier while I was inside the cab, and invited him for dinner and he was totally onboard. Now all I

“What the fuck is happening” I got down almost immediately. I was so stunned I almost stumbled in fear.” I regained balance and ran towards the alley, running so frantically that I missed my step but Rafiah caught me in time. “Mia are you okay?”“What the fuck Raf? why did you run off like that?” I noticed he had a camera in his hands. “Urm—what’s that? Hold on, was someone taking pictures of us? Omg,” I was already on the verge of a panic attack.He held on to my shoulder immediately, “look at me! Mia! I could hear a loud noise ringing in my head. “Calm down! Breathe, listen to the sound of my voice. You’re okay, you’re safe.”The noise in my head slowly subsided and I could focus again. “Rafiah” I said agitatedly, “who was that, is it a stalker, am I in trouble?” Lu— Dave— they’re gonna find out about everything,” I said almost in tears. “I need to come clean. Fuck what do I do?”“Mia, listen to me! Look,” he said, showing me some images that had been taken in the camera. This

“Hey Lucas, I’m off to work. Might crash at Nikki’s tonight.” “Yeah sure,” he said, sipping coffee at the dining table. “See you tomorrow.” “Yeah sure, bye.” All through the week, going to work had felt exhausting. Maybe because Raf wasn’t around. “No, Mia, focus.” That chapter’s closed. You shouldn’t be thinking about him. I opened my laptop and continued typing reports, trying to distract herself, when I noticed a group of men entering the office. They were dressed in black suits and looked completely out of place among the usual office staff. Their eyes scanned the room carefully. “Can I help you?” I heard Emily ask cautiously. “We’re looking for Mr. Rafiah.” “He isn’t in today,” Emily replied. The men exchanged glances amongst themselves before turning to leave. But one of them paused and looked directly at me. The stare he gave me made my body shiver. It was a cold and unsettling feeling. Like he recognized me. I quickly looked away and pretended to continu

Did you get them to talk?” “Yes boss.” “Good. Now kill them.” I stood up abruptly from the chair I had been sitting on. “Kill who?” “The men who ambushed your house.” My stomach twisted instantly. “Why would you kill them?” Rafiah barely looked up. His expression remained cold as one of the men beside him stepped forward and handed him a small black folder. “Ma’am, here’s your passport. I collected it and opened it. It had my picture and my name on the data page. “WTF, this isn’t mine.” I let my eyes fall on Rafiah. “We’re heading to Paris. You’ll be safe there.” He said I burst out laughing in disbelief. “That’s not possible. I can’t just run away to another country because you want me to. Not without getting an explanation.” His jaw tightened, his face looked tense. “That night at the office—” “Yeah?” “I was drugged.” I blinked at him. “Drugged?” I repeated slowly. “What do you mean drugged?” He sat down on the couch, elbows resting on his knees like

I spent the whole morning fixating on what Raf had said earlier. What could he possibly want to show me, and why over dinner? Technically, he’s my captor. Also my savior. But on a scale of one to a hundred, he was definitely weighing more on the side of being my captor.“Fuck,” I winced.I heard a light tap at the door before it slowly opened.“Ma’am? Did you call for me?”“No, no, I didn’t,” I said. “Oh, and thanks for the meal. It was simply delicious.”She bowed her head politely and carried the tray out of the room. “I’ll quickly take this to the kitchen and be right back, ma’am.”She walked away and gently closed the door behind her. I sank deeper into the covers of the bed, cursing my unlucky life. I didn’t even realize when I drifted back to sleep.“Miss? Miss?” I heard someone calling out softly. I opened my eyes and saw Adrian standing inside the room alongside two other men.“What’s up?” I said sleepily, trying to fully wake up. “Who are these men, Adrian?” “Bonsoir, Miss.