Chapter 87 Ex-Lover

(Nikita's P.O.V.)

"Don't hesitate. PUNCH!"

"B—But..."

"One more 'but' from you, and I'll find a new partner to pair with."

My threat made Manuel put his hands into position. He threw a punch. I swiftly dodge his attack, locking his hand in my arm, and using my kick to limp his leg. He collapsed on the ground, knees first. I hurriedly moved my hand to his head.

"A—Arghh!" he whimpered.

I chuckled as he tapped my arm to release him. I really hope he's not faking this because I swear, I would really snap his neck.

"H—Hey! That's enough. It hurts already," he yielded.

I loosened my grip. He immediately gasped for breath. I looked above the twilight sky. It's getting darker. We should go back now.

I picked up my tote bag from the grass, pulling it to my shoulder. "Come. Let's go to dinner," I invited him.

He blinked his eyes.

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Manuel and I found ourselves in a nearby pub house. He was a little hesitant at first, but when I told him that I'd go alo