Chapter 63

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Liana

Oliver was standing there looking great as ever. He was wearing a white shirt underneath his black blazer, black jeans and his signature white sneakers. He got to have way too many white shoes because each time it is different design, but white. His hair was messy, but looks great and he had his shades on which made it harder to look at his eyes and figure out how he is actually feeling now.

"Brother." Grayson said, sounding excited, but didn't sound like he mean to because it almost sounded like he was squeaking.

Oliver took off his glasses and pass it to someone behind him and we noticed his "men" standing there behind him.

He is of course oblivious to the stares not only because of his look, but also because of the men in black surrounding him.

Oliver came forward and his eyes was fuming, but he give a smile.

"I see you guys were enjoying without me." His tone is pure sarcastic and he looked at us.

"Definitely." Mia said smiling, sarcastically too.

"Too bad. I am joining you guys for the whole trip starting now." He said still smiling, but not reaching his eyes.

"Just because you guys are in a relationship doesn't mean she can't have her own space." Mia barked. "She is a human and not an object."

"I never found her to be an object. She is mine. She is my girlfriend and I protect what is mine."

"Isn't that still sounding like she is an object?" Mia looked at all of us.

"Well, you may see it that way, but that's how I take care of people who is close to me." Oliver said in a mono-tone and Grayson nodded his head.

"Then you better correct your behaviour."

"Enough Mia." I said judging her to keep silent because Oliver seem like he will burst soon.

"You have to stand for yourself. You cannot let a guy-"

"Her boyfriend." Oliver corrected Mia and give her a look that said continue with whatever you are saying, but with furious eyes.

"I will take Mia out for dinner." Grayson said interrupting and literally dragged Mia away.

"Hi." I said smiling at Oliver.

"Don't Hi me." He said not smiling back. "I flew all the way here and changed my schedule after I got to know you were hanging around the hotel all by yourself." He said.

"I am not a child." I sighed and started. "I was tired, they wanted to roam, so I made that decision and they didn't have a choice."

"I will be having a conversation with Grayson about that." He said through gritted teeth.

"There will be no conversation here regarding this matter. They came here to enjoy because they deserved it because they did well in school. I came here as a part of my job experience." I pointed out the fact.

Oliver muttered something that I couldn't here and he said, "What would you like to go, now?" Here, we go again with his sudden change in his mood.

"How did you know we were here?" I questioned him as we were walking around the park.

He shrugged and took my hand on his as we walk hand-in-hand. His hand was warm compared to my cold one. "I have my way." He said so casually that I give him a 'explanation look'

Which he either decided to ignore or just pretended to not know.

"What will happen to your meetings now?" I asked him.

"It will all through Skype. I should have done that from the very beginning."

I can actually feel Oliver's thin line of patience through his body, so I decided not to push him anymore.

We walked in silence and pretended we were enjoying, but in fact we both had a lot of things to say.

His guards was scattered everywhere making it less awkward to be seen around, but not helping with people's curious look.

Oliver decided we go for an early dinner to a fancy restaurant that serve the suppose to be best sushi in Tokyo. I can't get over with sushi ever. The restaurant was rich and well decorated. Of course, Oliver decides to eat in a private room with a private chef making our sushi and other foods. It was fancy, but weird because of these treatments that Oliver does for me and I really don't want to get use to all of these.

Oliver then tried to make the mood a little lighter when he realized that I was not going to say anything, but in fact I was just waiting for him to cool down.

He joked about how uptight I was at the moment with the way I am sitting, so rigid on the chair and I huffed at his comment to which he laughed. The food was absolutely amazing and the chef was actually really interactive and showed his great skills in what he love to do. The chef knows so many languages and he said he learnt through all the customers that he had served and he has been working here for 25 years now. To say that I was really impressed was an understatement. Not only was he good with what he do, but knowing 7 languages was pretty cool to me.

Oliver was in fact, not at all amused by that or the fact that I was impressed by the chef's skill because he started behaving like a child and complained that he did not want some veggies in his food or something. I rolled my eyes and give him a 'what are you trying to do' look.

After the dinner with a really good desert we went back to the hotel. I haven't mention about tomorrow's plan with him and I was not sure when to exactly pull out that topic, but when we reach the hotel and we were in the elevator. He asked me what was the plan tomorrow. Surprisingly or maybe not, Oliver's room is on the same floor as the one Mia and I are sharing.

"I am actually going for a work shop." When he heard that his head snapped quickly to look at me.

"What workshop?"

"Noah said there is a workshop for two days and he invited me."

"Absolutely great!" Oliver muttered.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Nothing, baby." He said kissing me on my forehead.






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