Chapter 3

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• "Stop!"
• King immediately pulled over the car by the side of the road. He looked at Mili.
• "Do you want to sleep with me?"
• "Yes." King unbuckled his seatbelt.
• "You're unbelievable. Seriously, what do you think I am, some cheap girl?"
• "Sleeping together doesn't mean it's cheap."
• "No way. Just find another girl. You're crazy." The atmosphere in the car suddenly became tense. Mili unbuckled her seatbelt.
• "But I want you."
• "Get out of my car!" Mili said angrily. Her heart was getting hotter. She regretted ever knowing King.
• "If you don't want to get out, then I'll get out." Mili opened the door handle. The dashboard lights are automatically turned on.
• King grabbed Mili's hand and brought his face closer. Then he kissed her thin lips. King's left hand held the back of Mili's neck so he could access deeper, and his right hand closed the door. He didn't care that they were by the side of the road. He also didn't care if anyone saw them or if the traffic police caught them.
• Mili felt King's lips kissing hers. She didn't react at all. The sensation of King's lips sucking on hers made her heart race. At first, yes, at first. Several seconds passed. Mili suddenly pushed away from King's kiss. She wasn't a girl who had never experienced a kiss before. She had experienced it with her exes before. But King's kiss made her feel a little crazy. And too enchanted.
• Mili explored King's broad chest. It turned out that King's body was so perfect. She was sure how comfortable it would be to lean against that broad chest. She felt the texture of King's slightly rough hair. The fresh scent of the perfume, a combination of musk, lavender, and sandalwood, made his body feel so refreshing. Several minutes passed. King released his kiss. He looked at Mili, both of them catching their breath.
• "Sweet. We can do more," King murmured. He started the car engine and drove off.
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• "Sweet. We can do more," King murmured. He started the car engine and drove off.
• Mili almost gasped upon hearing King's statement, which suddenly drove her crazy. King was the most impolite man she had ever met in this world. He was also the most despicable and irrational. She began to think about how terrifying King was. His gaze was so sharp.
• King reminded her of the movie "Extremely Wicked, Shockingly Evil and Vile" about Ted Bundy, a notorious serial killer. He was highly intelligent and handsome, which allowed him to manipulate others. Oh yes, King was truly like a psychopath with a mental disorder that no one else could sense. He had no tolerance and was cruel. Oh God, what if King was really a psychopath? She could be in danger if that was true.
• King furrowed his brow. He glanced at Mili, who was just looking down, tightly gripping her bag. Her knuckles turned white.
• "What's wrong with you?"
• Mili remained silent. She turned her face towards the window, just listening to the bass sound. Her hair stood on end.
• "Are you feeling sick?" King asked, wanting to know more about what was happening to Mili, who remained silent.
• King turned and touched Mili's forehead. He made sure her body temperature was normal.
• "Normal," King muttered.
• King smiled and glanced at Mili. It was clear that the woman was afraid of him. There was a feeling he couldn't understand. He looked at his reflection in the dashboard mirror and there was nothing strange on his face.
• "Let's relax for a while. At a cafe."
• "Huh?"
• "Why?"
• "I want to go home," Mili whined, hoping desperately.
• "Just relax for a bit. It's only 7 o'clock." King smiled meaningfully.
• "But I have a lot of work."
• "What kind of work?"
• "Online shopping."
• "On your phone?"
• "Yes."
• "You can do it at a cafe. You can bring it to the hotel room. If you're on vacation, you can bring it anywhere."
• Mili remained silent as she glanced at King. It seemed that he was not the type of man who liked to be contradicted. Oh God, what other reason should she give?
• "But I'm still wearing this outfit."
• "It's okay. You look beautiful. You went all out with your appearance. So there's no reason, right?" King replied.
• "But you don't care about me!"
• King furrowed his brow, interpreting Mili's words. He smiled meaningfully. There was a feeling of being more intrigued to get to know this woman better. This woman named Mili was beautiful. She had an ideal body and she was sexy. Yes, he was a normal man, and it was natural for him to be captivated by a beautiful and sexy woman like Mili. He had observed Mili's body from her buttocks, chest, and legs. The only word in his mind was "sexy."
• "Making love?" King looked at Mili.
• "No."
• "I'm inviting you to a cafe. Not to a hotel room. But if you're thinking of having sex in a cafe, it might be exciting too."
• Mili really wanted to bang King's head against the car window. So that King would speak a little more sensibly. How could he assume that she wanted to have sex in a cafe? That was a crazy thought. King should go back to school. So that he could be smarter.
• "It's difficult. Yes, talking to you."
• "Why is it difficult?"
• "You don't understand. I don't get it." Mili was annoyed.
• King held back his laughter. "Just relax at the cafe for now. Besides, it's still early."
• "Okay."
• A few minutes later, King stopped the car at a cafe in the Kebayoran Baru area. Mili looked at the sign that said "crematokamugi" on the glass display. The place looked so peaceful. It was the first time she had set foot here. Where had she been all this time? She could have spent her time relaxing in this cafe. While dating the men she met on Tinder. But not creepy men like King. She couldn't imagine what would happen if King was really a psychopath. Whose desires were always fulfilled.
• Mili followed King's steps and they chose to sit on a corner sofa. The empty seats were already filled with other customers. King ordered an americano, mocha, and a stuffed French toasty. It was a waffle with various toppings. Honestly, Mili didn't really understand about coffee. But she liked the atmosphere of this cafe, which looked modern yet had a classic touch.
• "What's your full name?" King asked curiously.
• "Mili Zora," Mili replied spontaneously.
• "How old are you?"
• "28 years old."
• "Have you ever had sex?"
• "Oh, you're so nosy."
• "By your age, you should have."
• "Oh, that's impolite." Mili became more annoyed talking to King.
• "Well, I'm just being honest. Making love has become routine for me during relationships," King sipped his coffee.
• "What!"
• "Isn't that normal?"
• "I don't know."
• King stared at Mili intensely. The woman shifted her gaze. Ah, Mili became even more attractive in his eyes. Usually, women out there always chased after him. Even many postgraduate students in Germany tried to get his attention. Just casual dating. Then it would end just like that. His busy schedule as a doctor made women retreat regularly.
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