“Are you having fun with Nico? Should I replace Lafarga instead?” Dye with his military uniform spoke.

His hair was disheveled yet it was attractive enough to drag her full attention. His furrowed forehead was even cute and his angry eyes look so satisfying.

She cleared her throat before answering him who was already in front of her. “Nico is fine. He looks like a big brother to me.” She answered and gave him an assuring smile.

“Fine.” He surrendered and walked away.

She took a deep breath as if the thorn in her throat just melted, but when she was about to close her eyes, his image near the...