(Sebastian’s POV)
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I stood next to my car with my driver holding the umbrella for me. The rain was pissing down on me, wetting my suit, my shoes and now my face.
And where the f*ck was Akira?!
I had shouted to call her name several times. I knew she could hear me. I knew she was ignoring me on purpose.
When I saw a silhouette that looked like her peeping from her balcony, I smiled.
“You can try hide anywhere from me, Akira. But I will find you! Get down here!” I had shouted at her and was sure the whole neighbourhood could hear my voice.
Did I care? None at all.
I then called her number several times. I was not going to give up until I see her that day.
When she finally answered my call, I frowned hearing her shout at me, “What?!”
I took a deep breath trying to calm my anger on
