Furious-2

  “Then you should marry a traditional Korean guy, Kiara,” Alex says.

  My head snaps to Alex on my left side, glaring at him. “Stop flirting with her. You’re getting married for fuck sake,” I say annoyingly.

  I can’t imagine Trinity marrying a Korean guy then lives here. Truth, I can’t imagine her marrying at all. Alex grins like he just gets his answers.

  “The kitchen is on the left side. You don’t have to go outside. There’s a hall that connects from here to the kitchen. The bedroom is on the right side, but I warn you, there’s no bed, and it's just a mattress made of pure cotton.” He laughs slightly, and I know what does he means. I nod in agreement.