Julian wrinkled his forehead in confusion before letting out a sarcastic sneer. "Don't you like men with beards? Sorry, I can't kiss you because I'm not your type."
Grana blinked her eyes, appearing innocent before exploding. She pouted her lips as she exclaimed, "Eww... No way! It's itching to kiss someone with hair around his mouth. Men with beards aren't my type! I want a girly boy like you." She grinned as she put her hands around his neck, pulling him closer to her.
Julian struggled to break free from the giant koala. His face looked like the bottom of a pot. He wasn't a girly boy! It was such an insult to his men's pride! Shaving his beard didn't mean that he wanted to look like a girl. Damn. He never looked like a girl, never ever!
"My pretty girly boy." Grana continued teasing him.
Julian pushed her by her shoulders before pinning her to the car window. Moving closer to her face, he said, "Shut up or bear the consequences later!"
Then he pressed her even more adding, "Hear me out clearly. I'M NOT A GIRLY BOY AND NOT PRETTY! I'M HANDSOME, OKAY? HANDSOME!"
Grana rolled her eyes. "Who said you're handsome? That person must be blind."
Julian gnashed his teeth in anger. "Granaaa!"
She didn't stop there. "You're not just handsome. You're breathtaking handsome. Clearly, the most handsome man in my eyes!" She smiled foolishly.
Julian's mood suddenly changed in 360 degrees. He smiled and was about to raise his chin arrogantly when he unexpectedly got attacked by Grana.
She grabbed the back of his neck as she smashed her soft and warm lips onto his.
"Gra..." He couldn't speak a word.
Julian struggled to be released from her clutch like a pitiful deer who was trapped by a tiger. However, Grana didn't let him go just like that. She bit his lip, making him gasp in surprise. Taking advantage of that moment, Grana thrust her tongue inside his mouth.
Julian didn't have a choice but to use his men's strength to control the wild beast before him. He knew what he was doing might hurt her. But he really didn't have a better option than that.
Grabbing the back of Grana's neck, Julian pulled her away from him before getting out of the car at lightning speed. He didn't forget to close the door as well.
Grana felt her neck hurting so much. She growled as she rubbed that place, her eyes closed. Then she reached out her hand, touching the two seats like a blind person, searching for her prey. When she didn't find what she wanted, she tried to push open the door to no avail.
Julian sighed in relief. He didn't try to be so polite again. What if she tried to rape him? Yep, it was true that they were husband and wife but he didn't love her. So he didn't want to do any sexual activities with her as he believed couples should do such things out of love. That's why it was called 'Love making', wasn't it?
Besides, he was still a virgin boy. He didn't want to sacrifice it to fulfil some wild beast's desire.
Julian went inside the house, leaving behind a drunken girl in a locked car. Nevertheless, he gentlemanly turned on the air conditioner for her in case she felt hot.
But the reality was different from his imagination. Grana felt cold instead of heat. She started shivering uncontrollably. Turning her body into a ball, she hugged her knees tightly. Her face flushed red due to alcohol or cold.
Julian turned left and right in his bed. His conscience didn't let him sleep peacefully. It reminded him of the girl who was helplessly sleeping inside a car all alone.
'Damn! She almost raped me. What I'm doing right now is the most suitable thing to do. She deserves that punishment!' He convinced himself, thinking like that.
The next day morning...
Grana yawned and stretched her hands only to hit something a bit tight. She instantly opened her eyes wide, glancing at the place where she touched. Soon, she was greeted with a certain someone's darkened face.
"Grana, are you planning to prevent me from making a new generation?" Julian enquired in a cold voice. He was covering his lower part using both of his hands. Grana's gaze lowered to the place he was covering before her face turned deep red.
"Sor-sorry... It's unintentional." She managed to say. Her face heated up even more out of embarrassment. That red colour spread to her neck.
Thereafter, she looked around, observing the surroundings. It was their room but the strange thing was... she couldn't remember how she got there. Her last memory was at the bar.
"How did I end up in here?" She asked him in confusion.
Julian clenched his jaw, surpassing his anger. Because of this damn woman, he had to go outside his house in his pyjamas in the middle of the night and even had to pick her up and put her on the bed. The strange thing was... he brought her to the master bedroom and put her on his bed!
He couldn't understand why he did that. Somehow, he didn't wanna bother himself by carrying her up again to put her in another room.
He just sighed and laid down beside her, saying that he loved his bed and that's why he didn't choose to go to another room. He even warned her, a girl who was sleeping like a dead dog, not to think too much about his actions.
"You got superpowers and flew into my room!" Julian scoffed loudly.
Grana pouted her lips. "Although I can't remember anything I did, I'm not crazy to think that I have superpowers, humph!"
Julian pointed his finger towards her phone. "Look for yourself. I don't think I can satisfy you by growing a beard though."
Saying that he got out of the bed and left the room, closing the door behind him.
Grana: "..."
'What the heck was he talking about?' She wondered in her mind before taking her phone to check WhatsApp, Twitter, Instagram and even Telegram. But there was nothing she could find. Not even a post or a message or whatever he was referring to.
Then what was that?
Finally, she decided to check messages.
Gotcha!
Her face flushed in pinkish red like a strawberry. She was ashamed of her own messages.
Grana bit her fingernails out of frustration. What was she thinking? She didn't even like men with beards. No, no. She didn't dislike them either. It was just... she was fine with any men with beards or not when it came to fashion.
The secretary Deishun was surprised to see his boss looking at his face using his phone's camera from time to time. Then he clicked a photo and started drawing a moustache under his pointed nose.
Secretary Deishun: "..."
Suddenly Julian threw a question at him. "How long does it take to have a thick, wholesome beard?"
Thick, wholesome what?
Secretary Deishun blamed himself for being so dirty minded!
His jaw dropped as he stared at his boss like he was going insane. Looking at his secretary's overreacting behaviour, Julian bit his lip nervously.
Wait, his almighty boss was getting nervous now?
'What's going on? What the heck is going on???'
Thereafter, Julian threw his phone to Secretary Deishun's side. Pointing out his photo with the beard, Julian asked, "What do you say?"
Secretary Deishun: "..."
The picture was so hilarious. He couldn't help but roll in laughter, clutching his stomach.
"Ha ha ha... Boss, ha ha ha..."
Julian's face darkened immediately. He grabbed his phone back and said, "Just forget it."
The secretary stopped laughing but he had a wide grin on his face. "Boss, your current appearance is great. No need to change it."
Suddenly, his eyes widened when he realized a possibility. Could it be that... It was because of his newly wedded wife?
As if he read his mind, Julian glared at him. "Don't overthink it. It's not because of her."
Who asked whether it was because of the lady boss or not? The Secretary shook his head in his mind. The evidence was right in front of him. His boss started caring for another woman. He sighed in his heart.
Finally, his boss was going to be happy and cheerful like he did... in the past.
After reporting to work, Grana directly went searching for her best friend. She soon found her behind her wooden table, wiping her eyes with a tissue.
Was she crying?
Stupefied, Grana approached her and said, "Mee, Mee... Why are you crying? I have many things to tell you."
Meera threw aside her wet tissue. "I have things to tell you as well."
"Okay, then you go first."
"Grana!" Meera cried loudly. Snuffling, she blurted out, "I raped a man yesterday!"