CHAPTER 5

No, Sarah. You do it. You know, you're like a child."

"What are you saying?!" asked Sarah fiercely.

"Hahaha. No, no. You get on with your play. I'll bring groceries into the kitchen."

Sarah shrugged her shoulders. Then continue the show dancing among the raindrops.

Without them knowing, a tall figure with a black hat was watching them from across the street from their apartment. That figure kept watching Sarah even though it was raining heavily. But what was strange was that the rainwater was unable to touch him. Not even a drop could reach his black hoodie.

- *** -

"Sean, do you want cereal or a sandwich for breakfast?" Sarah asked as she opened the refrigerator.

"Sandwich, please." Sean came out of his room, drying his wet hair from the shower with a small towel.

"Okay." Sarah took the sandwich box she kept in the refrigerator and opened it. Take it out of the content, then put it on the plate. Early this morning, she had prepared their sandwiches for breakfast. So after Sean had finished showering, they could immediately have breakfast.

"Sandwich without tomatoes and a glass of fresh milk. Here." Sarah put a plate filled with two large slices of sandwich bread in front of Sean, who was sitting pretty waiting for his breakfast.

"Thank you, Sister." Sean's smile widened.

Sarah rolled her eyes. In the morning, she got the 'sweet' sentence from her brother.

"Today, I brought my car, Sean. And I'll be home at night."

"Did anyone challenge you, huh? Who would dare to fight my 'great' little sister?"

Sarah shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know yet. I just heard he's new and bet thousands of dollars against me."

"Since when did you think about the amount of money for betting? You don't even use your money in the cupboard for your daily needs?"

"I'm just not used to using money. I prefer our previous world. I..."

"Never mind, Sarah. Don't be sad. We'll be back there. I promise. One day, we'll return to our house."

The girl with golden blonde hair smiled with the most charming smile of hers.

"You promised, Sean. You have to keep it."

"As you wish, Princess."

- *** -

"Sarah! Here!" Joshua waved his hand, intending to call the girl who had just gotten out of his black Lamborghini Reventon sports car.

Sarah lazily approached Joshua, who called her this morning because someone wanted to challenge her on the street.

"You're so pretty tonight, Sarah. And it would be even prettier if you wanted to date me." Joshua giggled at the funny joke he made.

Sarah snorted. Feel tired of Joshua's seduction that she had heard repeatedly.

"Who is challenging me tonight? Where is he?" Sarah spreads her gaze looking for a new figure to be her opponent tonight.

"You're impatient, Sarah. Take it easy. He's at the end of the row of cars behind you. Ferrari F60."

Sarah looked at the metallic blue sports car behind her. She saw the challenger, sitting on the hood of his car. Arms crossed and stared straight at her. Sarah saw the corner of the man's black jacket's lips, slightly raised.

"He?"

"Do you know him, Sarah?" Joshua asked, though Sarah certainly wouldn't bother answering him.

Sarah walked over to the tall man.

"So, you challenged me?"

"Yeah. If you're not afraid to lose," the man said lightly.

He got up from the hood of the car, stuck his hands into his jacket pockets, and stood directly in front of Sarah. Gaze intently at Sarah with an intimidating aura. But Sarah wasn't the least bit afraid.

"If you lose, you must apologize to me." 

The man raised an eyebrow. "Apologize? To you? For?"

"You forgot? That yesterday you hit me?"

"Ah, yeah. You stupid girl who stopped in the middle of the road? Okay, I'll do it. But if you do, you can win the car race from me."

"You ..." Sarah wanted to curse a glimpse of a guy her age. But she did everything in his power so that his anger would not affect the balance of his powerful energy that she had been hiding.

"To make it more attractive, I increased my stake. From 5 thousand dollars, I increased it to 10 thousand dollars. How?"

"Plus, you have to apologize to me."

"Yeah, if you win. But if you lose, I won't take your money. But…," The pale-skinned man hung up his sentence to take a closer look at Sarah's expression. Their faces are only inches away. The warm breath of the mysterious man, right on Sarah's lips.

"What do you want?"

"A kiss."

- *** -

Lucas. The man with the light brown eyes was leaning against the door of his ferry, waiting for Sarah to arrive. While enjoying a cigarette, he looks like a very sexy adult magazine model, even though e wasn't in the middle of a pose even once.

"I thought you ran away. Turn out you are a person who doesn't break promises." At the same time, he mocked and praised Lucas the same time as he saw Sarah getting closer.

"I, Sarah Caroline Reeves, never break promises," Sarah replied firmly.

"It's good. I'm glad to hear that. That means I can take my gift now." Lucas's sentence is not a question sentence, but a statement if he will immediately take his agreed rights.

Get up from the car door rest. Lucas slowly made his way to where Sarah was standing, having thrown away his little cigarettes previously. Sturdy by sticking his hands in his jacket pockets. Gently, exhaling the last of the smoke on Sarah. However, Sarah didn't budge. There was no trembling expression on her beautiful face.

Lucas enjoyed Sarah's expression, which implied that this kiss was Sarah's first kiss. Playing Sarah was great fun for Lucas.

"Are you ready?" Lucas wasn't waiting for Sarah's answer. Without warning, Lucas brought his face closer to Sarah, who immediately closed her eyes as Lucas grabbed her nape with one hand.

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

Sarah didn't feel anything sticking to her lips. Make her dare to open her eyes.

"You're not as good as I hear, Miss Reeves."

TBC