YOU ARE MINE MIS STELLA.
Don't want to meet!

The news of Xavier and Linnea's wedding had spread even throughout the City. The prints of various Iconic Magazines have come out and invited many good responses among the City Society.

They received the news of Xavier and Linnea's marriage warmly because on the various sides the couple was suitable. Linnea is the Princess of the Phantson Family and Xavier is the only Son of the all-powerful Elbrano.

Both have even received recognition from various media if it is appropriate to be juxtaposed.

"Miss Linnea is beautiful and has a very Royal Family. Same with the Elbrano Family and the two deserve to be together."

"yeah. I can't wait to see that grand and luxurious party later."

Rumors of the Company Employees freely praised regardless of the feelings of a young girl who could only sit in a chair near the Receptionist. There is a Secretary Grach who appears to come because of a call from Tofer earlier.

"With Miss Stella?"

Stella just kept quiet and didn't answer. His gaze was blank forward as if his mind was not in its current position.

Seeing that Tofer understands. He talked to Secretary Grach who already knew that Stella was an Intern here.

"Please lead Miss! Take good care of him and let no one bother him here."

"sorry. But you're.."

Tofer showed his identification and immediately Secretary Grach paled and kept his distance. He looked at Stella with a polite look and no longer impressed to be a superior.

"Miss! Please follow me!"

No response from Stella. He still looked gloomy and silent making Tofer sigh because they had become the object of attention of all Company Staff.

Moreover, the face of Stella who is like a Crown Princess with a very domineering aura makes the eyes of men in this Company always steal the view on the beautiful face of nature.

"Miss! You're gonna make everybody know about you."

"A.."

Stella regained consciousness in her daydream. The two silky blue netra were staring at everyone here with strangers.

"See everything!!"

Secretary Grach began to make a sound letting Stella stand but rather clasped to the end of the Reception Desk. He still forced himself to look okay even though his head was dizzy.

"This is Stella Amoena! She's an Apprentice Student from Staten Island and I hope you guys can receive well."

"Internship? I thought she was the Young Miss of another Company!" they murmured in disbelief. Because all the items that Stella wears are very branded and worth fantastic.

Stella just silently stared firmly at everyone who looked at her but as usual there were always people who did not like Stella. His aura was too strong and always attracted attention.

"Help him to adapt to the Company! He will work for the Secretary of the President other than me in this place."

"A.what?" stella asked when she realized that the position was too high. So do others because they feel Stella is too fast and just entered but has occupied a position that high. Though they have been competing to occupy the same seat as Secretary Grach.

"But.. But this is too high. I can start from the bottom and.."

"Miss Stella! You are recommended and chosen directly by the President when making a visit there. Can I doubt you?" ask Secretary Grach very appreciative of that.

Stella was no longer speechless when the gazes of these various expressions instantly wiped her out. Some like it and are happy but many seem to hate Stella.

"Do you guys understand?? Does anyone disagree??"

"We agree!!" answer them with compulsion. Stella glanced at Tofer, who gave a small nod to find Stella out of this bad taste.

"All right! Go back to work. And Miss s.."

"Stella!" stella doesn't want to be treated very special. Secretary Grach nodded at that.

"All right. 10 minutes to see me on the 15th floor!"

"Good!" stella answered looking at the departure of Secretary Grach towards the elevator in the corner. He took a deep breath reaching for his little Bag that was on the Reception Desk.

"You're Stella-right?"

A woman with curly gimbal hair and dark brown skin. He was dressed like a black Westerner who looked quite influential in this part of the floor.

"What are you doing right up here. Hm?"

Tofer growled wanting to creep forward but Stella raised her hand with a stern and deeply charismatic look.

"That's it. You can go!"

Tofer stopped talking when Stella's sharp gaze hit him. As a result Tofer nodded his head stepping out of the thick glass door of the Company leaving Stella in this tiger Cage.

"We took years to get in here but you.."

The woman looked at Stella cynically and probed. White skin and young facial prosi is indeed the standard of perfect beauty.

"What connections do you have so that you can enter easily?!"

"Do I have to tell you?" stella asked with an elegant gesture crossing one leg to the front with a sexy body leaning to the edge of the Reception Desk, not to forget both hands Stella folded in front of the chest looks charming pose.

It stunned them but this figure of a dark-skinned woman was burning with shame.

"You.."

"Hard work and commitment. That's my Connection!" stella replied with a smile on her lips greeting the other Employees with a soft, wiggle of fingers.

With a gontai Stella walked past them towards the elevator she entered. Stella's flat face looked cold but it was a strong Visual appeal.

When the elevator was closed directly Stella leaned her body into the elevator wall with the mind felt very tired.

"Is not one problem enough?!" stella muttered slightly to the wall of the elevator. He couldn't stand the news but now the test is just beginning. Was he always destined to be difficult?

"How much longer do I have to be like this?! I have to go to Xavier and ask him what is the point of all this?!" furious Stella squeezes the strap of her bag.

The elevator opened revealing a floor that was so quiet and there were sturdy Concrete standing males on both sides of this passageway. Stella goes out to look for the room of Secretary Grach that she can't find.

"This is the 15th floor, right?" muttered Stella looked towards the floor number. Right, this is the 15th floor but why is there no room here. Only the empty hallway was directly connected to the plain glass wall that displayed the scenery out there.

"Where? Did I hear wrong?!" muttered Stella walked down this silent passageway. It approaches a thick glass wall that showcases beautiful views of the skyscrapers around the Company.

Stella's mind immediately calmed down to see this. The view of the vast greenery of the city on the neat streets there makes Stella docked to the wall until not realizing if there was someone who always watched her from ignorance.

He stood where Stella was and just kept silent to hide the air.

Yet. When permeated this atmosphere for too long Stella began to fall silent when she felt if someone was monitoring her.

D.he's here..

Stella's heart was shaking. His eyes began to heat up with mixed feelings. Stella quickly turns around in the hope that it is true but..

"You.."

Stella swallows nothing. No one behind him, it's all the same. Silent, empty and there was no one but him.

Stella's eyes stared at all corners of the floor but were completely blank until Stella's lips began to tremble leaning against the glass wall behind her.

The blue eyes glazed over until Stella finally turned to smother her own face with a raucous voice began to sound. His delicate issue came out but as hard as he could hold it so as not to come out.

"A.I.. I know you're here.. A.i hate you. V..Vee hicks."

Isak Stella cried alone until there was a gust of cold wind behind Stella's nape that made her eyes start dark and feel dizzy.

Stella's body began to be difficult to balance her weight until it fell backward.

But. There was a flash of black shadow swiftly holding Stella's shoulder in the arms of that sturdy arm. Stella's eyes opened small feeling familiar and her eyes began to blur looking at this figure.

"K.you.."

Lyrihan Stella stopped when the burly hand had rubbed her face gently. As a result, Stella's consciousness completely disappeared without any more reproach to speak.

He lightly carried Stella in the stoutness of that burly body. The net look of his ashes seemed soft and tam searogan usually.

"Just want to hate me or vice versa but obviously, you will still be in my control!" his whisper floated a warm kiss on Stella's forehead.

It feels very torturous to refrain from staying in this position even though he can no longer bear to fight each other.

A second later there was black smoke coming out from the floor surface. There were two black-robed Beings with dark faces and very tall but thin postures.

"Delete all traces of my existence! And keep an eye on him!"

"good. The master!"

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