A Forbidden Night with a Stranger (English)
He walked calmly and confidently right up to Jonathan’s desk.
“Good afternoon, Uncle,” he greeted.
Jonathan stared at him, clearly stunned. The shock lasted only a moment before he raised an eyebrow, setting aside what he was working on. He gave Janus a slow once-over, while Janus just smiled back casually.
“Why are you here, Domingo?” Jonathan asked, his tone making it plain he’d rather not see him.
Janus cleared his throat. “It’s Janus, Uncle.”
“I know that. I’m asking—why are you here? I don’t like beating around the bush. You can see I’m busy, can’t you?”