(The Boss’ Rival)

Martina and Roberto sat in the car, her head was on Roberto’s shoulder, and his arms were around her. “Hm… Hm…” She groaned when the car bumped into potholes and bumps. She would run her hand on her neck in discomfort and grab him tighter. His smile was a sealed envelope as he kept his eyes on her face. She squeezed her face and furrowed her brows as she kept her eyes closed.

“Who told her drinking is a good idea?” Roberto looked at Bruno, who drove the car. “No one, Mr. Roberto. She decided to take a few shots, and I couldn't stop her afterward,” He responded, and Roberto took another look at her. Her facial expressions were very cute to him, and the way she grabbed him, was the cutest of all. She held unto him as she trusted and adored him, somehow, this made Roberto happy.

As they kept moving, he felt her skin harden under his palm, and he looked at her to see she had goosebumps all over her. He carefully moved her away from him and made her rest her back on the chair so that he