#EIGHT

*Previous Episode*

Alex sucked one meat from my tray. I could see the look in his eyes that somehow turned serious to me.

Those eyes seemed challenging, and a signal to ask me to raise the flag, war.

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My frustration did not go away until nightfall.

My project was teased entirely. Becoming a fucking Richie boyfriend driver.

Not to mention we live in the same house. I think that aside from being a rival, Alex Tanner deserves to be - someone who deserves hostility at every opportunity.

His behaviour sucks!

"Well, can't your creative team see our work again -"

"Pssst!"

Alex locked my lips with his finger. I reflexively paused and watched his absurd gestures.

"Didn't you hear?"

I swallowed, "Hear what?"

"My stomach is ringing." I then stepped on his feet with all my might. "FUCK!"

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For dinner tonight, I prepared soup and fish for him. My hand just moves to prepare food for him while he looks thoughtfully at his smartphone.

Like a maid, I cook for him. Full of resentment that has not subsided at all.

But because I'm hungry and my habit of not being able to eat alone, makes me relent for cooking tonight.

The dishes are ready, and Alex sees the results. He smiled faintly then started acting -

"Wait a minute!" prevent it from my hands who want to take side dishes. "I want to take a photo first."

I rolled my eyeballs in embarrassment.

"You're not afraid I'm poisoning your food?"

"You're here to eat with me," the lyrics occasionally smile annoying at me.

I pulled the spoon and pressed hard against the table as a form of my anger.

"Can we eat it?" I growled.

He nodded innocently, "Let's eat."

He seemed undisturbed by his food. Occasionally he looked at me in awe and then devoured the contents of his plate again.

Unconsciously, I smiled happily to see people who enjoy my cooking with an expression like that.

Even though he is my enemy.

"I'm happy because you're the one Richie married."

I choked to hear her, chatter, "Why?"

"Yeah ..besides you can cook, you are his best friend who understands who he is. "

I put down my cutlery, "To be honest. I never agreed Richie was gay like now."

Our eyes meet each other. I looked at him full of emotions that I have long buried. Whereas Alex?

I don't know, and I can't read it.

"You don't like it because you like him too, right?"

Checkmate.

What ... Do I like it?

"As a friend from childhood, I don't understand why, wait—" I remembered something, "- did you make it that way?"

"No," he answered quickly.

"Liar. How can that be? I remember Richie dating a woman -"

"Do you know who that woman is?"

I began to remember. But it can't be. I only saw her once with Richie while attending a graduation ceremony.

I admit I did not know much of that woman.

I shook my head. Alex smiled mockingly.

"See? You don't know him as well as I do."

"Hey! You just answer my question. Did you make Richie like that?"

Alex put down the cutlery and then took a slow sip of the win until he was finished.

"Just ask him. You will not believe what I say later. Right? "

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This Morning, a strange sight immediately plastered in front of me.

They both were seen sporting together and doing shit ups alternately.

The funny thing is how they enjoy the time to look at each other longing.

I can see that.

Richie looked embarrassed when Alex got up to set shit up and their faces almost met.

I who saw it then approached to separate.

"STOP!"

Both of them glanced at me, confused.

"I think I want to make a written agreement here."

They are more enthusiastic about watching me with a contract paper that somehow I prepared as consideration.

"The first agreement while I was here, there was no direct physical contact."

"No physical contact?" Alex interrupted me.

"Yeah, this applies between Richie and me and you with him. "

Alex protested, "Why?"

"Oh, come on. You don't make out in front of me. You know I'm not used to -"

"Later you will get used to it too," said Alex as he quietly patted Richie's thigh that was open.

I cleared my throat loudly while hitting the table.

"No or I will cancel the wedding as soon as possible!"

Richie hysterically said, "OK. Agreement agreed."

"What? Then when can we make out?" Alex teased casually luring his partner to glare sharply.

"She's right. We must respect her who is not accustomed to Alex. "

"I never expected to be ordinary," I answered sharply as a razor.

"You can do it!" Alex encourages.

I rolled my eyeballs in embarrassment.

"No! I can't even see your behaviour this morning."

"What do we do? It's just sports."

"Look at each other like that? You look like you want to pounce on him!"

Alex gave a short laugh and then replied to my murmur, "What the heck is that? I haven't been pounced on for a long time."

My head imagined what he meant by pouncing on it.

Do Sexual Things?

Is he enjoying every inch of Richie's body with his sadistic mouth?

Are you lifting both thighs to give pleasure?

Gosh!

Since when did I imagine all that?

"Alex," Richie said, annoyed. I glared at him even more.

Alex still maintained his smile without the slightest guilt.

He wanted to master Richie completely.

My chest was burning from it.

If what he means is to challenge me.

OK.

I accept the invitation.

Is it clear right? He was jealous of my existence. I know.

Since the beginning.

He does not like me.

Because of that, he always acted casually to me.

"Don't do it blatantly as long as I'm here, Mr Alex Tanner."

My breath started short, "- because after all, I am his legal wife. In front of both law and religion, you understand?"

I affirm this as a war between us.

"Yes ... yes. Then what is the second agreement?"

"I want to.. "

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CONTINUE