Trapped in His Love Obsession

Chapter 18

The car had stopped in the parking area of the two-story shophouse. Now they were standing right in front of the shophouse with a black glass door

Yes, this is Livia’s workplace.

There were two bodyguards standing behind Damian. Although Brown didn’t understand why Damian asked to take them here, but maybe this was his way of having fun to see Livia panicked and confused.

Brown muttered that his torture level seemed to be going up by a notch every day. Brown was still confused about Damian’s doing, but he still followed whatever his master wanted. Then, finally, he opened the glass door

“Excuse me,” Brown greeted.

The three women in the room were shocked. They stood up. Some even dropped the cellphone she was still holding. Alert can be seen on their faces.

“Sorry, who are you?” they asked with suspicion.

Usually, no one ever comes to this shop except the package couriers. And judging by their appearance with suits and ties, they didn’t look like an ordinary person.

“Is Livia here?” Damian answered with a question, which made Brown surprised. This is completely different from Damian. His cold and unfriendly face suddenly faded away,

“Miss Livia is out to buy some food.”

From upstairs, two people walked down, joining the crowd with the others.

“Hey, isn’t that Damian Alexander?”

“Do you know me?” Again, Damian asked.

The world turned upside down. Brown screamed inwardly. Damian caters to other people’s conversations with human language. That means he’s talking without sharp eyes and lips that smile sinisterly.

“Who’s he?” the girl next to him nudged.

“President of Alexander Group.” The other’s face looked very surprised, of course. Who doesn’t know about Alexander Group?

Brown went forward to explain while Damian was already sitting on a plastic chair on the first floor. He glanced around the pile of clothes on a stainless steel rack, neatly lined up.

Some papers were scattered, and some packages were already neatly wrapped. –

Livia carried two plastic bags in her hands, with Tiffany beside her. They walked hand in hand, talking about trivial things. Interspersed with small laughs.

“Miss, who are they?” Tiffany pointed to two people standing right in front of the shop.

Livia immediately jumped. She saw the cars parked in the parking lot. She recognized the car belonged to Damian and the two guards. She was absolutely sure an uninvited guest had come to her place. Hastily, she ran closer to one of the guards. “Young lady.” He nodded politely. “Why are you here?” Livia panicked. “Is Master Damian inside?”

The guard nodded their head.

It feels like Livia’s legs become limp. She wants to run away. But what about the employees who are inside?

Livia slowly opened the glass door. The first thing she saw was the damn Assistant.

How could he bring Damian to this place without noticing her?

“Young lady.” Brown greeted with a smile.

The employees were already chatting to each other in different corners. Livia shrugged her shoulders, pretending to be confused.

Livia is looking at where Damian sat. He sat on the chair without even taking off his shoes.

‘Yes, you are the king, and you can do whatever you want.’ Livia approached, and Damian got up from his seat.

“What are you doing here, Master?” Livia spoke in a very low voice. Hope the employees didn’t hear what was said from her mouth.

The thing that no one expected happened. Even Brown was surprised when Damian put his arm around Livia’s shoulder. Then, he rested his head on her shoulder.

“Don’t you want to introduce your husband to your friends?”

DROP!

Tiffany, who had just come in, dropped the plastic food she held. Her face looked very surprised.

Livia looked at the others, their expressions not much different. If only she could silence the mouth of the man who rested his head on her shoulder.

“Tiff, invite the others to eat outside first, okay?” Livia gave her pleading eyes. Fortunately, Tiffany was quick to respond.

Tiffany immediately picked up the plastic she had dropped earlier. And pull the others out. After everyone left, Damian let go of the hand wrapped around Livia’s shoulder. “Isn’t there a comfortable place to sit here?” What! After throwing a terrible bomb, how could you look innocent like that? Gosh! How am I going to explain it to my employees?’

That panicked, worried, and question mark face was playing over and over in Livia’s little brain.

*There’s a sofa upstairs. What are…” Livia has not finished her sentence, and Damian is already walking up to the second floor, leaving her sculpted.

Assistant Brown had followed up to the second floor, walking obediently behind him. Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

Why did you come here, you crazy bastard?!’

Livia was still frozen where she stood, trying to think what had happened. But no matter how much she tried to think, she still couldn’t find any reason why this man had come to her workplace.

“Young lady.”

Assistant Brown stood in front of her with a smile on his face, which made her annoyance rise to the top.

Livia reflexively hit the arm of the man in front of her. Brown was surprised when Livia’s hand hit him again for the second time. This is the first time someone insolently landed a hand on his body.

“Young lady.” Brown’s voice was flat. “Why did you bring him here?” Livia shouted but in a low voice. Afraid that on the second floor could hear what she said. “Young master willing to come here.” Brown has no idea why his young master would come here. “Why?” Livia glared. “I don’t know, Young lady.”

SLAP!

Livia’s hand hit Brown’s arm again, and Brown was really taken aback.

“There’s no way you don’t know, right?” Livia was so furious.

Without she could finish her business with Assistant Brown, a sudden voice broke Brown’s gaze on Livia.

“How dare you keep me waiting!” There was a scream from the second floor.

Livia startled. She released the grip on Brown’s arm and ran up the stairs. Meanwhile, Brown touched the arm that was gripped by Livia. ‘It turns out that you are strong. Young lady.’ A faint smile crossed his lips, then he stepped and sat on a plastic chair near the stairs.

Livia stopped right in front of the door when she saw Damian sitting back on the sofa she usually sleeps on.

“Sit down!” Damian patted the empty space beside him when he saw Livia appear.

Livia stepped carefully, then sat at the place Damian pointed.

Livia’s hands were shaking. Especially when Damian touched her hair again. Her hair is now tied up high.

“So, this is what you really look like.”

Livia’s body froze when Damian’s hand ran down her cheek and neck. She could only bite her lip.

“Is this dress in your wardrobe?”

“No, Master, these are the clothes I brought from home.”

Livia was so worried. The dress code is clearly written in the draft written by Assistant Brown. Livia is trying to process her mind, finding the most plausible reason she could give.