Fifth page

After Ivan parked his car in the parking lot, he hurried to take the elevator.

“Just a moment!” it was about to close, but fortunately, he still managed to catch up.

“Thank you,” he said as he got inside and pressed the number button on the side.

He was almost restless and stared at his watch. Until he caught the attention of a mysterious man behind him.

They were the only two in the elevator and he noticed in the reflection that in front of him and was the man standing behind it is watching him.

He watched him from head to toe, back.

He was wearing a black jogger, Nike rubber shoes and a black-hoody jacket that covered his face.

He couldn't determine his appearance because of the hoody jacket that covered his head and face. But he was sure that it had stung him, and it looked like there was a dark plan.

He looked down at his arms, he also noticed that his two hands were stuck inside the jogger pockets and seemed like he was hiding something.

Ivan didn't reveal that he suspected him, but he just pretended to be ignorant as he secretly looked at him in the reflection of the shutting door.

Until he frowned when he noticed, he grinned at his lips. His eyes widened in shock and he immediately realized that he was also looking at him in the reflection of the elevator.

He quickly turned around and rash away from the person behind him as he raised his right arm while holding a sharp and pointed scissors in his hand.

Ivan almost leaned on the side and was about to stab him in the chest, but he escaped again and stepped on his leg.

The mysterious man immediately fell down and fell to the floor. He also let go of the scissors he was holding, but they still it didn't shake him, and he stood up again and picked up the scissors that were on the floor.

He pointed the scissors at him again and seemed to be challenging him to stab him in the right chest.

Ivan also avoided him. He carefully studies his every movement, as well as every detail of his entire body.

He suddenly shook his head when he noticed it's left hand with a small tattoo and with the symbol of the sun.

His eyes narrowed and he watched the face of the man in front of him. But it also quickly covered his face, using one of his hands. On those occasions, Ivan quickly snatched the scissors from his hand, but it also quickly escaped him.

After he got the scissors in his hand, the elevator opened suddenly, so he escaped and he couldn't reach him.

He was almost trampled by the annoyance and rubbed his forehead, as he followed it with his gaze from afar.

“I'll catch you soon,” he promised himself.

He didn't waste any more time to grope that person and he just went back inside the elevator, to go to the fifth floor, where Alona was.

He was still holding in his hand the scissors he had snatched earlier from the mysterious man. But with the sharpness of these scissors, he got a cut on his palm and immediately his blood dripped on the floor.

He was almost paralyzed with one hand due to extreme depression. He would have used it as evidence, but now that he had stained it with his blood he was sure it was useless, and he could no longer find it's fingerprints on the scissors. So, when the elevator opened, he immediately threw it in the trash bin and went to the room where the girl was as if nothing had happened.

“Ivan!” Kiko called him, even Carlos turned to him.

The young man frowned when he saw him, and he still frowned mischievously on his lips as he walked closer to Ivan.

“Ivan, what happened in your hand?” his friend looked at him in shock when he noticed his bloody hand.

He held him, but he immediately pulled his hand and stood facing Carlos, when he was able to leave Alona's room.

“Look, his bodyguard is just wandering around because he doesn't care if his boss takes her life,” the young man told him with a smile when he got close to the two of them.

“Ivan, he's the one i was referring to you earlier.” Kiko whispered in his ear.

Carlos turned to him and looked at him from head to toe, back. He grinned at his lips again and rubbed both his hands on the black trouser he was wearing.

“And did you really bring your ally? What are you two really plotting, huh? what is your real purpose for Alona? is it for money? jewelry? title?” after he said that, Ivan couldn't control himself anymore and quickly grabbed him by the collar of his white polo shirt.

He looked even deeper at the mischievous young man in front of him now, but he also let go of it as soon as Kiko pulled him away and held him by his arm.

Carlos straightened up his polo shirt and turned his attention back to Ivan, whose eyes were burning with rage.

“It's a pity, you would have punched me, and you would have released now all the hatred you harbor there in your chest,” he said as he pushed Ivan to the chest.

“If only this sidekick hadn't interfered, wouldn't it?” he added, while turning to Kiko.

“What did you say?” he was going to hit him, but Ivan immediately stopped him and blocked him with one of his arms.

Carlos looked at them alternately and then clapped three times in his hands, with a smile on the tip of his lip.

“What a romantic scene! i never thought, you both cares for each other. It's a pity and you both restrained each other. By any chance, i would have had a reason to sue you two, and i'll make sure in that time, you can't get out of jail anymore. So don't hesitate to call me on my phone number, whenever you change your mind. Just a call and expect me to come right away." Carlos said to the two as he also slipped his own business card into Kiko's polo pocket.

After he put it down, he turned around and walked away from the two of them.

Ivan's gaze followed him, as he clenched both his fists and bit his lower lip because he was so annoyed with him.

“Ivan, tell me. Who is that arrogant person? he thought he was really brave, he was just a coward! geez!” Kiko whispered to him as he took from his polo pocket the business card he had put earlier.

“Wait! what is this?” he was curious when he saw his business card and his eyes suddenly widened in shock when he realized that he was the CEO of the most well-known company in the country.

He hit Ivan's arm, while his mouth fell open in astonishment and shock.

“Ivan, Ivan, look at this!” he carved.

Ivan turned to him for a moment and looked at the business card he was holding.

“Look, Ivan! It seems that he's not just an arrogant beggar. But he's a CEO of the company. Well, that's explain why he's so arrogant to us." He said, but Ivan just ignored that and then threw the business card in the trash can.

“Hey, why did you throw it away?” he told his friend when he snatched Carlos business card from his hand and just threw it in the trash.

“Why not? Garbage like him should also just be thrown in the trash.” His response to him was weak but strong.

Kiko drew a mischievous smile on his lips, and then he put his arm around the young man. Ivan looked at him with a look of astonishment on his face.

“What are you doing?” he inquired as he raised one eyebrow and stared him in the eye.

“Where did you learn that?” he jokingly told at him as his eyes narrowed and he repeatedly hugged his arm.

“What are you saying there? can you stop it now?” He just said that, but Kiko was so naughty and mischievous that he still wouldn't let go of the teasing.

“Tell me first where you learned that?” he was still harassing him, while he was avoiding the mischievous young man.

“What are you referring to?” he said, annoyed.

“About what you told me earlier, he's rubbish.”

“Huh?” he wondered as he frowned.

“Stop it, Kiko! And maybe what else can i do to you when you attempt to tease me again." He rebuked the young man softly, and he seemed to be quiet as soon as he heard his serious voice and clenched his two fists.