"What are you doing here?" Yudel looked at the man outside the door displeased.
Yudel was worrying, only yesterday, that he would badger Ziana again, and here he was, today.
What a bummer.
Yudel got every reason to hate Boris.
The guy was an ass, and nothing good ever came when Ziana was with him.
It was like this at 15, and again at 18. And now, only a few days after Ziana finally got rid of him at 21, he still got the nerves to come back like white on rice.
Give her a break, would you?
Yudel's regular blossoming eyes now with freezing coldness. He looked grim and apathetic.
"Mr. Lewis. You are not welcome here."
"I'm here to see Ziana." Boris raised his eyebrows a bit, undaunted by his attitude, with one hand in pocket, a calm and dignified look on his face. "Where is she?"
Yudel replied, unrelenting, "She's not here."