Trapped by a Handsome Wolf
CHAPTER 5. FLASHBACKS
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Jordan Ravindra is a handsome 28-year-old model who is known as a female conqueror simply because of his charming looks. Not many people know that he is a half-wolf.
Wush......
Jordan teleported and appeared on the balcony of his room.
“Max, this can't be delayed anymore. I want him to be mine soon!! Many are after him. ” Said Jordan in a serious tone while smelling his hand that smelled of bird droppings, Maxton his assistant wanted to laugh but was put on hold because he did not want to get his master's tantrum.
“Ready! .”
"That's right! how dare they!!.” Jordan's mind was stirred instantly when he had a sudden vision that threatened the life of his future girlfriend.
Because Jordan is a little special, of course he has other abilities that are not in the normal human being in general.
“We will deploy a shadow bodyguard to protect Miss, so all are safe.” Maxton said behind Jordan.
“Good! hey do I smell?. ” Tanya Jordan followed by a slow nod Maxton.
"Aishh, take a shower. "
After that short conversation, Jordan who had cleaned himself, then laid his body on the soft king size mattress. He took his cell phone on a small table and turned on the flat object. Rara's sweet face on the wallpaper. That fast Jordan fell for the charm of the girl he met this morning.
FLASHBACK..
1 year ago…
“ssh..sick." muttered Jordan as he walked slowly holding his scratched arm.
He walked on a lonely street and ended up in a small alley and sat himself down who was already limp. A woman who was busy carrying groceries for monthly stock, walking across the area was aware of the existence of a young man who was drooping helplessly.
“ You okay? Is it seriously injured?” Stupidly the girl asked unclearly. Yeah, that's how Rara is, obviously the guy gets hurt when he looks in the eye. Rara looked down to align herself with Jordan, then she took something in her bag. Jordan was surprised, what would the girl do?.
“ What can I do?” Rara asked permission to treat the wound on Jordan's arm. The man stared fixedly at the brown manic belonging to the woman before him. Haru's taste just popped into Jordan's mind. Apparently there are still people who care about him, even though they don't know each other.
“ I'm fine.”
Rara ignored the man's words. He immediately pulled out mineral water to flush the wound and cleaned the blood and blood spots that were still flowing with his tissue. Coincidentally there was a wound plaster in her bag, Rara directly attached the plaster to the wound.
"Sweety, the scratch is small. How can you bleed this much?" Rara muttered in wonder.
Jordan looked at the woman because she was too weak and unconsciously faded into unconsciousness.
Sontak Rara was surprised because she was confused about what to do. Instead of calling an ambulance he took the man to his boarding house. With the services of an online motorcycle taxi, Rara helped the driver to get the man to his boarding house. Not forgetting Rara thanked and gave more tips to the driver's father.
Completely insane, Rara cursed herself inwardly. How could he be so brave as to bring a man into a boarding house.
He bit his finger while looking at the man who was lying weakly on his bed. Fortunately, his best friend was not at the boarding house, and probably did not go home for a few days because of his personal affairs.
FLASHBACK OFF'S.
Jordan was still smiling himself staring at the screen like a sane person, to forget the shameful tragedy that befell him some time ago.
"Rara you are mine." Mumbles Jordan.
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On the other hand Valerie is sulking because Rara forgot to buy her deposit.
"Geez Val, I forgot this time. So angry are you the same as me?"
"But right." lamented Valerie still her lips.
"Tomorrow I'll change 2 times."
"I paid for it. " Then again, Valerie looked up at Rara with a sparkling look. Valerie immediately threw herself into Rara's arms.
"Eunghh... so the more you love lope.lope..muach." Soon Valerie changed her attitude when she heard the free-for-free, until Rara put Valerie's forehead on edge because of anxiety.
"Whose suit is this, by the way?" Rara's question pointed to the direction of the object in question draped in Valerie's swivel chair.
"Ahh. I had a disaster and there was a good man who helped me, and he kept him in his suit. "obviously Valerie then sat down in his study chair.
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to be continued
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