Chapter 2*** I love y*u!

Chapter 2*** I love you!

Hana pov***

I bit on my lips, and I asked him with a soft voice, "Do you have a woman in your life?!"

He narrowed his eyes, "what do you mean, Hana?"

I blurted out seductively, "I mean, I want you to be my boyfriend, Mr..." I said to him.

He clears his throat rolling his eyes.

And didn't say something. And what makes all this situation strange, he still holds my hand till now, actually not holding, it's catching.

He turned his head to the left and then turned his eyes to me. He trembled, "Um, Hana." He was going to say something.

I cut him off, "you have to tell me first how you know my name? After that, I will be your girlfriend. But you have to be honest." I informed him.

He hollered out of the blue "Hana, Hana, listen to me. You can't play this game with me." He told me with a very nervous voice, and he looked so angry.

I shook my head. Looking at his hand caught me like I was going to burn his hand by my look. "Please, sir, let me go."

He nodded. "Okay, I'm sorry for that, Hana," he pulled hesitantly as if he didn't want to leave my hand at all. I liked the way he touched me. He was a different, crazy, shameless guy, and I liked men like him.

"You hurt Me, Mr," I mumbled.

He shook his head, "No, Hana, I can't hurt you."

I raised an eyebrow, "Why do you keep calling me Hana, and you don't even want to tell me how did you know my name?!"

"Um, I'm one of your fans Hana." He spits out his words, and he lowered his gaze down to the Floor like one who was searching for something everywhere.

A mysterious look and strange answer.

I was starting to like him, checking him out, maybe. Trying to remember where the hell I have met him before, perhaps. I did have the interest to fool around with that man and curious to know how the hell he knew my name.

Waiting for him to let his eyes meet mine. He was playing like a kid moving his leg from right to left.

I could feel that he was so nervous. Maybe more than me. Perhaps he didn't expect my reaction to asking him to be my boyfriend!

It was apparent for everyone standing here; this man didn't want to tell me those last words.

I didn't know what's do at that moment. I felt lost, and I wanted to run away and let it go as it has never happened, and at the same time, I wanted to hang out with that man. He was different, or maybe that is what I thought about him.

My face turned red. Not blushing but nervous and confused. I cleared my throat. At the same time, he was still holding my hand. Yes, we were in the same pose for minutes.

I coughed, snapping him from his silent zone. "Okay, Mr."

He raised his head to me, opening his mouth. "Okay, what, Hana!"

As a final decision, I mentioned, "You will be going to be my boyfriend, Mumu, I don't know your name till now. Could you please tell me your name? "I asked the owner.

"Daniel," he said casually.

I nodded my head "Then Daniel, I'm your girlfriend now. And I'm not going to run away from you, so please, for now, could you please leave my hand?" I asked him, and I chuckled.

He scratched the back of his neck awkwardly and shook his head. He left my hand, "But, Hana. Could you please give me the chance to talk with you in private for a few minutes before you decide anything?"

I nodded my head, "yes, Daniel, I don't mind."

He ushered me politely. "Okay, Hana, please follow me," he asked me to follow him, and he started to walk me through this entrance to go inside this fantastic hotel.

Because my dad was a businessman, this hotel didn't surprise me. It's a seven-star hotel. And I entered too many hotels like this before.

"Where are you taking me, Daniel?" I asked him while we are walking to the elevator,

And this one looked so different it was so apparent that this elevator is a private one. The door was gold, and he opened the elevator by a password,

"Hana," he muttered my name softly.

"Yes, Daniel," I looked at him, but he didn't say anything, he just smiled.

I chuckled.

He closed the elevator door behind him and pushed a button, and there were no numbers there, just H letters printed on the button.

I admitted it was such a strange elevator because I am one of those girls that adore gold and diamonds to tell from my experience that this elevator from inside is not colored gold, its real gold.

We went up, not down. I can feel it, anyway, the door opened.

And a few steps, there's no corridor or anything here.

As I said or as I thought it's his private part, it's not a part of the hotel.

It's not a room or apartment, and I was rolling my eyes amused this time,

It's a fantastic villa, but at which part or at which level of the hotel. I don't know yet.

"Please, Hana, come over here." I followed him while I was staring and looking everywhere at this place.

"Aww, it's so amazing, this view," I commented once I saw the vast glass windows.

"Daniel, at which level we are standing now?" I asked in curiosity; I couldn't deny that the view from up there impressed me.

"At level 37, Hana." He casually replied, sure he got used to living there. The place looked so warm and comfy.

"This view is amazing Daniel, I love it," and I giggled while I came close to this enormous window or I should say all these glass windows, it's everywhere, I can see windows and mirrors and plants and flowers everywhere, the flowers were wrapped around to reach upstairs.

"From this window, I can see the whole country, I guess, Daniel." I was a jumpy girl. I told him while I was still looking through the window.

I pointed to him with my fingers down, "Hey Daniel, I guess I could see my home from here, look."

He came close to me and smiled but with a confused look. "Hana," he said in a trembled tone. I could hear his high heartbeats. I felt the confusion and tensely drawn on his face.

I turned my head to look at him. His face was so serious. "Yes, Daniel."

He inhaled and exhaled heavily then he said out of love, "I love you, Hana."

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