Angelica's POV

"And I guess I can start calling you my boyfriend," I said and kissed Jonathan on the cheeks.

"And I guess I can start calling you both weirdos," Angelique says who suddenly popped out of nowhere and we turned to look at her, whose hand is wrapped around on... Nicholas?

"Nicholas? When did you arrive?" Jonathan asked.

"Because you guys were on the news yesterday," Nicholas says, we looked at each other and borrowed his phone.

"News flash! The CEO of Beonyeong Mall and their chef were recently seen in the streets of Spain. The rumors began to spread when the chef, Ms. Angelica Park, and the CEO, Mr. Jonathan Young were found on a busy day in Central Park and the attack that happened there. It was said that the attack was somehow correlated with a strange event that happened years ago in Hawaii, but the lycan that people have said over various news is somewhat not a real lycan but a human. Could all of this be a false rumor? No one yet has the answer to that. As per the couple, the acclaimed rumor has not been verified and justified by the family of Youngs and are awaited for their return here in America." I couldn't set it all in my mind, how could that happen? Maybe there are other people here that are common buyers in the mall, but they should've known about privacy.

"Then, we're going back. We have no choice," Jonathan says, I quickly snapped my head at him and my neck almost snapped from it.

"Wait, I'm not ready just yet. A lot of things just happened and now we're being surrounded by rumors," I said in frustration, he held my hand and his warmth eases my tension a bit.

"Don't worry, besides... We already are a couple," he says.

"I know, but—" I was cut off when Carmelita busted the door open.

"The kid is now fine, but he's a teenager. It's hard to tell," she says, then snaps her finger, "They did a biometric scan on that kid, and it says that he's over 50 fifty years old."

"Another werewolf perhaps," Maxwell says.

"Then what shall we do?" Carmelita asks.

"I'll keep him," Anita says, "I grew up in a foster home, so, I'll probably know my way or two even though Alexander is my half-brother."

"Are you sure you can take up that task of yours?" Maxwell asks.

"Of course," she smiles, then gasps, "Oh shoot, I forgot that guy that you introduced to me was left in the airport."

"Wait, you knew each other?"

"Why, yes. We bumped into each other back in Cambodia and we had a pretty fun time telling each other a story without including you or the others, it might shake her world. So, I matched her with someone who fits her standards," he claps, then another man emerges from the door, "Tyler, your lady is here."

"His lady?" Jonathan and I asked at the same time.

"About that..." Anita tells us the real reason why she ended the relationship with him. I'm kind of happy that it didn't happen with the both of them and they're happy with each other. Meanwhile, Jonathan's eyebrow is creased. I just hugged him.

"Don't be angry at them, okay? We have each other now," I said in a sweet tone and even though his brows are furrowed, he starts to blush and looks at me.

"You sound so cheesy," Jonathan says through gritted teeth, trying his best not to break into a smile and I pout at him.

"You don't like it?" I asked, I pouted even more and began to stand on my toes. His eyebrows are trying their best not to falter and I just patted his head, "Calm now, you look like a grumpy tomato." he scoffs and just puts me on his shoulder.

"Is that so?" he carries me inside the building and puts me down on a bed, "there's one thing I want to do with you."

"And what is it?" I asked him, all of a sudden, he put his lips on mine. Kissing me eagerly, hands slowly roaming the hems of my skirt. I parted, he looked conflicted.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have done that." I cup his cheeks.

"No, I'm just breathless." I returned the kiss, the sensation I've never felt and I feel a spark igniting in us. Burning sensation, my hands begin to travel his suit, unbuttoning it and he starts to kiss my cheeks, then my neck, my collarbone, and lower... When we heard a glass break, we stopped and looked at the door. It was Nicholas, his eyes wide open.

"Sorry, you should... uh, close the door... next time," he says and slams the door, then other people start to run upstairs and Angelique was the only voice I heard.

"Is everything okay? I heard a glass shatter just now and you closed the door, is someone there?" she asks.

"No, there's nothing. It's just that... I forgot to tell you how much I like you," he says in a goofy tone, I can hear them grunt in disappointment.

"Gosh, let's go." they all leave, we straighten up ourselves and head out quietly.

"Better make sure no one can catch us next time," Jonathan says and I'm just embarrassed, he starts to tease me, "How the table has turned, Ms. Little looks like a fresh tomato." I just smacked his shoulder and went outside, as we all gathered and planned to go back. I texted Madison to go to Spain to take care of Alexander's pet. I want him to tell her the truth and she says no so I called her.

"Yes? Angie, y'know, I'm sorry... I can't—"

"Bring your kids also, we have someone here who can take care of them and as Alexander's pet heals... you can take him with you back here if you want. He's probably not around there for the meantime." I kept on insisting on her and finally, she sighed in defeat and accepted my offer. As I hop on the plane, I feel kind of sad that there are still lots of people starving here and even though I shouldn't interfere with their government, I left with no choice but to go back to the States. Despite the quiet times of it flying by, when we land, we are surprised by no one.