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KIYO

"Sorry for Taking so long"
I hear his raspy voice behind me. Shifting my attention from my phone , I turn around only to get my jaw drop in the floor.

Mikey
Still Shirtless , With damped hair holding a white towel and wearing his cargo pants. Water droplets rolling down from his neck to his hard chest. His toned abs , broad shoulder , veiny arms on display.

This Guy will be the death of me. Why the fuck He doesn't put his shirt on? Not that I'm complaining but It's embrassing how My eyes are already eye fucking him and I couldn't able to maintain my Poker face.

His Exquisite Features are keeping me on Chokehold.

He gives me his smile and proceed to sit besides me. I shifted a little keeping my safe distance. "So What's Your Fav breakfast??" He asks casually spreading his left hand in the frame of the coach.

"Anything would be cool.  Generally I skip breakfast" I tell him softly looking into his eyes cuz I can't stare at his Bare body all the time.

He frown at him and says "Why?? It's not good for Your health". He sounds concerning. "Cuz I don't know Cooking." I Says dumbfounded.

Damn It's embrassing. I never try to learn cooking cuz I hate it. I hate going to kitchen. My Past traumas never let me Cook again.

Mikey let out a frustrated sigh and says "Idiot!! Then Hire A Cook? Why Do you skip meals just because You can't cook" and I flare my nose and replies "I become Paranoid if Some stranger lives in my house. That's why I do everything on my own" I cross my hand across my chest.

I can't hire servants. They could find out about my illegal hacking software and Information I get for Ace sometimes.

I've loads on Dark information and secrets of Politicians , business man  , mafias. Information is the Best weapons against your enemies.
But No one should Know I'm a fucking Hacker so else Hungry Wolves would do their best to exploit me.

Mikey snarls "That's doesn't mean You should Eat Only two meals a day" and I mentally scoffs.

Baby , I've being through a phase where if I managed to have One time meal in two days. I considered myself lucky. 

But I don't want to stretch the Topic "Fine , I'll atleast Have fruits for breakfast. Happy??" But he doesn't look satisfy with my reply. "How about a deal??" He asks biting his lower lips. "What deal?" I raise a brow.

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