Arrival of the Prince

[International Airport, 11.00 p.m.]

A man had just gotten off a plane after long travel from Switzerland's land of heavy snow. He removed his heavy coat and turned his head to left and right before noticing how much hotter air was here than where he had previously resided.

"Shitt... I shouldn't have come back here," he cursed harshly.

He folded his coat hastily, placing it on top of the suitcase beside him. Even though it was almost night, he felt sweat beginning to drip from his body. Under basic white t-shirt he was wearing, his arm and chest muscles were hardly discernible.

He brushed his blonde hair. His gray eyes immediately surveyed the area, ensuring that neither spies nor his father's troops were present.

After making sure situation was safe, he immediately grabbed cellphone from his pants pocket. He called someone, dragged his suitcase to one of large pillars that made it possible to hide his body for a while. Maybe there are still spies or his father's messengers still hanging around.

He repeatedly took a deep breath, waiting for his call to be picked up by someone on other side. That call was answered after two tries.

"What's wrong," another voice said inquiringly. He continued, "Saga, why are you calling me at this hour of night? What time do you think it is here, hn?"

Yes, the man who had been snorting and speaking harshly was Saga.

Saga Alexander Matthew, only flaw in this perfect man—who possesses rank, wealth, and handsome guy—is that he frequently speaks crudely and curtly and occasionally acts excessively. But it's this attitude that only makes ladies adore him more.

Saga slowly rolled his eyes. "Aiden, I know you're not sleeping. A doctor will spend more time in hospital than bed," Saga shouted.

He known that his pal was working hospital's night shift. Despite fact that Aiden is a pediatrician and son of hospital's owner, his friend prefers time there to heal his broken heart. Saga doesn't even know who caused it.

"Which woman could make a cold man hurt?"

Saga sighed softly. He opened his sunglasses and furrowed his brows in annoyance.

"Pick me up at airport," he continued, "Hurry up, I don't want to be dragged my father's bodyguards."

After saying that, Saga immediately cut their call. He didn't care if someone on the other side was cursing him harshly.

Saga re-donning his sunglasses. He dragged his luggage outside. He occasionally took a slow glance at his watch. Also used his phone to access search page to learn how long it would take to travel from hospital to airport where he was.

"Fiveteen minutes?" Saga muttered angrily after learning it. Without following proper procedures and steps, he simply pressed exit button on his phone to shut it down.

Saga inhaled deeply. He took seat in waiting chair that was just out of sight of the people.

Slowly, Saga pressed his forehead. Since he made decision come back to his birthplace, he had been experiencing same headache.

Saga didn't imagine he would return. A promise he made ten years- ago was broken when his father asked him to return or he himself ensnared Saga from there.

Saga isn't scared, he just doesn't want his Swiss friends to learn about his family's problems. As he waits for Aiden to pick him up, he can be heard groaning and complaining.

Saga arrived early on purpose. He kept it from his father as well so that the elderly man wouldn't bring him back to live in luxurious mansion where they lived.

At least Saga had a day to think and devise a plan to upset his father to death.

After almost fifteen minutes, Aiden came run towards him. The handsome doctor was seen wearing a light blue shirt with sleeves rolled up to elbows, revealing his white skin.

Aiden had just sprinted quickly to find Saga, as seen uneven heaving of his chest and irregularity of his breathing.

"When did you come?"

When Aiden asked that, Saga remained silent. His brow slowly furrowed. Of the many words, profanities, or other things Aiden might utter.

Saga was surprised to learn that man had surprisingly asked a really unimportant question.

Saga grinned subtly. He got up from his chair and removed his sunglasses. before dragging suitcase back with him.

"I'll tell you later. Do you have a car? " Saga questioned without pausing.

He walked out without looking back and left Aiden blinking his eyes strangely. Aiden scratched back of his neck, which didn't itch. Despite the fact that he is a well-known doctor, talking to Saga usually makes him appear foolish.

Damn it!!

Aiden snorted softly, feeling lucky that this time Saga didn't tell him to bring his suitcase.

"Where are you going, Saga? Wait for me."

There was a faint snort. Saga only waved his hand in response. He had absolutely no interest in keeping quiet or moving more slowly while he waited for his friend.

Aiden ran again after of his cursed friend who had drifted away from him. He had time to think, 'Who really needs help here? Isn't it a saga? Then why was his friend acting like he was the boss here.'

After a few minutes, they arrived at parking lot. Saga was seen glancing around at his surroundings several times. Aiden just furrowed his brows in confusion.

"What's this? Saga turned paranoid or what?" Aiden muttered to himself.

"Where's your car?" Saga asked suddenly.

"Ahh... wait a minute." Aiden shouted quickly. He glanced around place. Until he finds out where his car.

"There," he pointed.

"Let's hurry."

Aiden's increasingly surprised Saga's behavior. He frowned, thinking.

"What exactly happened?" he asked.

Saga shook his head, "I'll tell you later."

"Seriously," Aiden grumbled, "You have another problem? Who this time? Queen Swisserlend?"

Saga stopped and turned around. "It's not funny."

"Who knows? You always run away when there's a problem. Besides, your current behavior is suspicious. " Saga snorted.

"There's no problem in Switzerland. Just so you know, they belong to Democratic Federation, not a monarchy. "

To be continued...