Chapter 13

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*Hestia Pov's*

I force myself to get out from his hug the I confront him.

"Are you crazy!?"

He just look at me wondering.

"I've only met you last day and now your proposing to me!?"

His face starting to darken.

"Is either yes or yes?"

"NO!!!!"


I almost scream out my lungs, making him realized that this is a huge mistake If I agree to this.

"Did the No is including to the option? Because I don't seem to remember."

He said. As the smiling is drawing to his lips again.

"Really? Then I choose either!"


I can be teaser if only if I want too.

He quickly grabber my and push me against the wall.


"Are you really trying to get in my nerve, young lady!?"


Why the last word He said seems so very familiar to me?


"Is it because I don't have a ring yet?!"


I look at him suprisingly.


What a d*ck!

He was really confident.


"Bastard."

I whisper at his left ear then He smiled.


"Dotnt worry, you will like it. The moment you saw it."


A light shove from my hand goes up to my arm as I notice the same figure of...


Ring!???


A black diamond ring.


With a body of gold.

No way! I tried to remove it but I can't because this jerk is now smirking at me while holding my left hand.

"Let go of me! You prick!"



I strongly push him and gladly He let me do that. 

As I trying to hold the ring, the ring is like invisible but in the sense of touch.


It's untouchable.


The heck!??

"ZEPHYR! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE! WITH MY FINGER!? TELL MEEE!!!"


He simply just smiled then slowly clse his eyes.

He really loves annoying me.

"It's my first time to hear you call my name. I am ready to die now, you know?"



My anger is bow arising as i pick up the pillow in the bed while He's still closing his eyes.



"But i think it's more enjoying hearing you moaning my name. My love. "

"I HATE YOU!!!"


I throw all the pillows over him and the bastard didn't knew that his damn face is slammed by the my Pillow.

Karma.

"C-can you please stop!?"



I heard him pleading.  


I laugh then I smash him by the red pillow strike to his face, then the He look at me.


Oh

Oh.



There's no pillow anymore in the bed.


"I loved the way you pleading to me."



I teased hum as I pull the sheets from the bed then attempt to throw it into him but He was gone already.

Where is he?

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