Chapter 7 - Home (1/2)

Stefan stared at the message in his hand unbelievably. Born to be a person who had never had a woman refused him before, never! Instead, they were crawling to his feet, just when Stefan wagged his finger.

Who she thought she was?! Still could not believe his eyes. Stefan read it again, the message had not changed to anything but GO TO HELL!

Nobody dared to ordered Stefan Mackenzie to go to hell even the Master of Hell himself!

The bodyguards looked at the boss, he slowly folded that paper. Nurtured it as if it was a precious treasure, dropped it in his pocket and stroked slowly as he was about to remember that message deeply to his heart.

Stefan's handsome face looked smooth, his sharp blue eyes were darker than usual... but showing no emotion. People would think... peace.

But James and Ben knew right away, it was only 'peace' on the surface but there was a huge storm inside, ready to rage and destroy everything in his way!

”Find a This Violet!”

The short ordered came out, did not have to explain, James and Ben knew the meaning well. It meant that every Asian woman named Violet would be visited by them until the boss found the person he was looking for. But the bodyguards were still not sure how his master's gonna know which one was 'Violet' he wanted when he never remembered her face.

However, James and Ben turned to meet the boss's sharp eyes, saying firmly with a bow.

”Of course, boss.”

Even in their minds, they were still wondering where the fuck would they start?

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”I miss you, mom.”

The sweet voice said and walked to hug her mother.

”Wine? ... My sweetheart, you didn't say that you would come today? A bit sooner than I thought. Oh, I miss you, too, honey.”

Wilaiwan embraced her dearest daughter tightly then pulled her away and stared at Wirata's beautiful face with happiness in her eyes. Wirata hugged her mother again.

”Tell me all about your life in Boston.” Mother said with cheerful voice, even they talked regularly on phone but still never be the same when they met in person like this.

Wirata was quiet for a minute, did not know how to start to tell her mother about Pichani and she had to find a new place to stay for the next semester. But Wirata and her mother never had secrets unless it was necessary to keep some, just for her mam's peace of mind.

”Hm, everything's fine, mom, I did well for the tests, think I will get top marks again. But just have a little bit problem with the apartment, I will have to find a new place to live before the school open.”

Wirata said, walked to the kitchen for a cup of coffee. She woke up so early this morning, did not have much sleep at all, her mind was disturbed by the picture of the bad mafia with the strong smell of whiskey!

”Oh, why? What happened? Did you have an argument with Pichani?”

Wilaiwan asked with a surprise in her voice, walked to sit at the kitchen table. Wirata sat on the next chair, silent for a short while, pretended to lift the cup to drink while the brain was working hard to find good answers.

”Well, Pichani has already moved out. The owner of the apartment he, ah, he wanted the place back.”

Wirata chose to tell the briefest story. Her mother did not know that Pichani was a mistress of a rich mafia, otherwise, she would never have let Wirata stay with the woman. So, Wirata did not see the need to tell her mother the full story.

”Oh, really. That's a pity. Well, what can you do? Let's not worry about it, honey. I'm sure you'll find a good place to stay. But for now, are you hungry?”

”Yes! Very hungry, mother, I missed your cooking. Tonight I'll help you at the restaurant, miss everyone there.”

Wirata was glad to change the topic and felt relief that her mother did not press for all the details. Wilaiwan went to the fridge, opened it and brought the food out, warmed it in the microwave. Thai food was sending aromatic smell in the kitchen.

Wirata smiled with happiness, this was home she missed, watching her mother wandering around the kitchen like this, cooked her Thai food like this. Nothing more she wanted.

”Oh, I don't think it's a good idea, honey. You should rest first, don't have to go to the restaurant straight away. You study hard and deserve a good rest until you're fit enough to handle the dishwashing.” Mother said with a smile and Wirata was laughing with her joke.