She faced him with a neutral expression. ‘’I’m not going to apologise to you, actually it should be the other way around.’’ She made a circular gesture in the air with her pointer.
‘’I can’t believe you’re still mouthy and defensive even though it might cost you your job.’’ Dylan was surprised that he wasn’t angry any more–amused maybe but not angry.
‘’I’m not afraid of you.’’ It was a lie of course because her insides were screaming murder.
‘’You dislike me don’t you? Why?’’
Ella huffed angrily, bringing her hand to her forehead to wipe the bead of sweat already forming. She stroked out yet another possible job vacancy which happened to be the last on her list. Her day just wasn’t going right but she wasn’t ready to grovel at Dylan Vergara’s feet yet. She needed a job badly and luck didn’t seem to be on her side at least not today. She warily folded the paper and shoved it into her tote then put her palm away from her forehead to shield against the glaring sunlight. She muttered something unintelligible and began to walk away.Ella yelped suddenly as a large hand close over her mouth. Panic jammed across her chest as she was hauled from the ground and shoved into a van. ‘’Let me go!’’ Ella fought madly
Ella ran with all the might her body could allow–not that she was athletic of course– her lungs and calves burned with a searing pain from exertion. Suddenly, she felt herself being hoisted up from the ground by strong masculine arms. She screamed at the top of her lungs, struggling, flailing her legs and arms frantically. When her assailant finally put her back down she twisted and without warning delivered a powerful kick to his shin. His grunt of pain echoed in the woods. ‘’What did you do that for!’’That voice! Ella’s eyes widened in apprehension, she knew th
The place looked like an abandoned warehouse. Empty sacks were littered all over the place not to mention the termite eaten planks propped against the wall. They found a rather cosy spot between the planks and a number of filled sacks.Ella’s eyes narrowed suspiciously as Dylan began to take his shirt off. ‘’W-what are you doing?’’ ‘’What do you think? Taking my shirt off of course, you should take yours off too.’’ ‘’No!’’ he raised a brow at her outburst. Ella cast her head down, her cheeks flaming when she realised the implication, she’d rather freeze to death than take her clothes off in fro
‘’Oh my, you two are so adorable.’’ A tall woman with black hair that seemed to have lost its sheen gushed. Ella resisted the urge to roll her eyes for the umpteenth time, the woman was actually the third person to patronise them thinking they’re married and on their honeymoon. After so many attempt to correct the misunderstanding, Ella gave up and it irked her even more when Dylan confirmed smugly that they’re indeed on their honeymoon and that they had been robbed and left penniless when that was a pure white lie. But then again, considering the fact that they both looked like they’d descended from the Sahara after circling round the woods countless number of times until heaven had decided to have pity on them by point
By the time dinner was over, Ella was mad at Dylan for leaving her behind with those women who kept throwing questions at her, questions that were enough to make her blush to the roots of her hair. He was the one who gave them a confirmation and he cowardly ran off and left her to deal with it. The floorboards creaked as Ella stepped onto the boardwalk leading to the self-contain Milagros had prepared for them. She could feel her cheeks warming as she recalled the rose petals littered on the four-poster bed and the smug reaction on Dylan’s face told her he liked it. When she stepped into the half-lit room, she let out a disgruntled groan when she spotted Dylan sprawled on it.With the way he spread on it, he left no room for her even if they were going to sha
Ella sighed feeling contented, relishing in the softness of quilt caressing her skin. When had the couch become so cosy? Then again, as much as she really wanted to laze around hugging the pillow to her she couldn’t because she was a devoted morning person and another minute spent in this feather-like haven would likely make her sick for the rest of the day. She forced her lids open, her mind quickly going to the coffee shop and was sure she’s late until reality struck that she was not home but out here in the middle of nowhere. She glanced at the soft white quilt that hugged her waist and bits of rose petals that kissed her bare arms.She was in bed! She realised suddenly.
Much later, she strolled around the garden outlined by towering trees and sweet-scented flowers, it was like nothing Ella’s ever seen before.Somewhere here, she could actually forget about real life outside of these shrubbery even for a few days, she could relax and let the melodious singing birds take all of her worries. Right now, it’s just about her, about… ‘’Beautiful isn’t it?’’ a low dark sexy voice she knew so well by now purred into her ears just as a pair of long manicured fingers laced through hers, with it came the enormous pounding of her heart. Her eyes shot open to meet his smiling gaze having no idea s
Skyline Hotels’ forty storeys rose before him as the valet got the door and he stepped out onto the marbled corridor. Dylan Vergara was a man of little words as his eyes would’ve said everything else.He considered himself lucky, no privileged to have such a huge legacy. He was everything like his father and nothing like his mother; nothing except for his cockiness and arrogance. Doors were opened for him as he made his way into the elegant building dipping his head in response to greetings directed at him. It was his keenness for sophistication that led him to Savannah, she was an epitome of beauty. It wasn&rsquo