Here is the English translation of the next part of the story, keeping the dramatic tension and emotional buildup intact:
Bella ran out as the elevator doors opened on the first floor. Several bodyguards rushed toward her as she stopped at the front terrace of the Xander Corp building.
"Miss Bella..."
"Don't follow me!" Bella sprinted away from the building premises. She spotted a ride-hailing motorcycle driver (ojek online) who had just pulled over to drop off a passenger not far from the building.
"Sir, take me with you." Bella grabbed the helmet that the passenger had just taken off. The driver nodded, and brought Bella along to the address she gave him.
A short while later, the motorcycle pulled up in front of an apartment block. Bella handed the driver two red banknotes (100,000 rupiah bills) and ran up the stairs.
Reaching the top floor, Bella saw Dev taking down his laundry. His hair looked damp, and the lower half of his body was only wrapped in a towel. The eagle tattoo that covered almost his entire back was now clearly visible to Bella.
Just as he finished gathering the laundry, the rain began to pour. Dev hurried into his room, completely unaware of Bella's presence. Bella followed him inside, and when a sudden clap of thunder rolled through the sky, she lunged forward and hugged Dev from behind.
"Holy sh—!" Dev swore.
He was caught completely off guard by the sudden thunder and the person wrapping their arms around him out of nowhere. The clothes he had just brought in scattered all over the floor. Dev broke out of the embrace and spun around, only to see Bella staring up at him with a deeply sorrowful look on her face.
"Bel! Can you at least say something when you show up, or at least make a sound?!"
Bella wrapped her arms around him again. She buried her head against his broad chest, which was completely bare. Bella could feel the coolness of his skin and the masculine scent of his shampoo and soap. As she pressed her ear against his chest, she could hear his heart beating incredibly fast.
"Bel, let go. I need to put some clothes on." Dev tried to push her away.
"You need to do something to me, Dev," Bella said.
"Something?" Dev asked nervously.
Bella pulled back from the hug and looked directly into his eyes. "Kiss me."
Dev's face instantly flushed bright red at her request.
"What is this now? Can you please just stop acting so weird for once?" Dev grumbled, taking a step back from her.
He bent down to pick up his clothes scattered on the floor. Suddenly, Bella reached out and grabbed the towel wrapped around his waist.
"Don't push it, Bel." Dev quickly grabbed his towel, trying to break Bella's firm grip as she tugged at the fabric covering the lower half of his body.
"You have to kiss me. Another guy just kissed me!" Bella said, her voice filled with sadness.
Dev froze. Jealousy completely consumed him.
"Who kissed you?" Dev asked, his voice dropping to a deep baritone. The look in his eyes flared with pure anger.
"Kris," Bella said, avoiding his gaze.
Dev fell silent. He picked up the rest of his clothes and tossed them into a basket. Unable to contain his burning jealousy any longer, he slammed the basket down in frustration. He felt Bella's soft hand gently touch his back.
"I couldn't avoid it, Dev. It just happened. I came straight here because I felt so guilty toward you," Bella whispered.
Dev turned around and cupped Bella's cheeks. His thumbs swept across her lips.
"How dare he touch you?!" Dev hissed through gritted teeth, his jaw tightening. "Only I am allowed to kiss you."
Dev leaned down and captured her lips in a fierce, angry kiss. Bella submitted completely, yielding to his slightly rough kiss.
After a few moments, Dev pulled away.
"Sorry." Dev gently wiped away a trace of saliva from her lips.
Bella shook her head and offered him a soft smile.
Dev stepped back from her, instantly regretting letting his emotions get the better of him. He pulled a T-shirt out of the wardrobe and slipped it on. He then grabbed a pair of pants and started heading toward the bathroom in the corner of the room.
"Just put them on here. I won't look," Bella said, turning her back to him.
Dev hesitated and decided to stay. He quickly pulled on his pants while keeping a watchful eye on Bella, worried she might sneak a peek. But this time, his suspicion was wrong. Bella remained still, staring blankly at the corner wall.
"Come sit down," Dev said once he was fully dressed.
Bella turned around and walked over to the sofa. Meanwhile, Dev went to the small kitchen area next to his room to fix her a glass of warm white milk.
Bella glanced at the nightstand beside her and noticed the photo of Dev she had seen before, alongside a pair of rather thick prescription glasses.
"Whose glasses are these?" Bella asked. The last time she looked, only the photo was on the nightstand.
Dev walked back, glancing at the glasses as he handed the glass of warm milk to Bella.
"They're mine."
"You used to wear glasses?" Bella asked in disbelief.
"In the past. Before entering the Military Academy, I had LASIK eye surgery, so my vision is normal now. I just keep those as a keepsake."
Bella stared at Dev, unable to picture him wearing such thick glasses.
"You even went through LASIK surgery just to get into the Military Academy?" Bella questioned.
"Yeah. I told you, no matter what it took, I had to become a soldier."
Sudden anger flared inside Bella. She tipped the glass and poured the warm milk Dev had made for her straight onto the floor. Once the glass was empty, she handed it back to Dev.
"What is wrong with you now?!"
"What about you?! You just kissed me and told me that only you are allowed to kiss me. But then it turns out you are still in love with another girl! What kind of girl do you think I am? Do you feel proud that someone like Bella Queen Xander is falling for you, so you think you can just play with my feelings?!" Bella snapped furiously.
Dev let out a long sigh, trying hard to control his irritation. He grabbed a towel to clean up the mess. First, he gently wiped Bella's feet, which had been splattered by the milk, before kneeling down to mop up the spill on the floor.
Bella glared at him angrily, but Dev simply looked up and smiled at her.
"Why are you smiling like that?" Bella demanded.
Dev shook his head.
"Where did you go to high school, Bel?" Dev asked out of nowhere.
Bella knitted her brows in confusion. "Why are you suddenly asking about my high school?"
"Nothing. I just feel like I've seen you somewhere back when you were in high school."
"When I was in high school, you were probably still a kid. There's no way you remember me," Bella said, still annoyed.
"Did you go to high school in Jakarta?" Dev asked, having finished cleaning up the spilled milk.
"Yes. Centauri High," Bella replied, completely uninterested in his seemingly pointless questions.
"I thought it was in Bandung," Dev muttered as he walked away to put the cloth back in the small kitchen sink. He washed his hands and walked back over to Bella.
"Your questions are completely irrelevant!"
"Fine, then let me ask you something important," Dev said, sitting back down beside her. "Why did Kris kiss you?"
"He likes me. He even told my grandfather that he wants to marry me."
"Isn't he just your bodyguard? Where does he get the nerve to propose to you?" Dev's jealousy flared up again. He was deeply irked that Kris had the audacity to ask for Bella's hand in marriage.
"He's been investing all over the place and managed to build up a fortune. Grandfather is impressed by him. He went from being a bodyguard to a shareholder in Xander Corp. Feeling like he has Grandfather's backing made him bold enough to cross the line with me."
Dev fell silent. Bella reached out and took his hand.
"I don't want to marry him, Dev. If I have to marry anyone, I only want to marry you."
Dev pulled his hand away from her grasp. "What do you even see in me, Bel? I'm just a poor guy."
"I don't care if you're poor! I already like you. You like me too, don't you? You hated it when Kris kissed me, right?"
Dev averted his gaze. Bella instantly grabbed his hand again, holding it tightly.
"This Saturday night, you're coming with me. I want to take you to meet my grandfather."