Shall I kiss her? I could feel her heart beating so fast, so am I. I was also deaf and felt numb because of my abnormal heartbeat. We were only a few inches apart when I stopped when someone suddenly sneezed behind me. "Hachoo!" she exaggeratedly sneezed and afterwards cleared her throat. Angela blushingly took a step back away from me and pinned her hair behind her ear because of the thought we were almost caught kissing. I shifted my gaze at my back just to see the one who interrupted our moment. And here was the culprit. None other than Bel. "Uhmm, Clark. Maybe, you should go home. I bet your mom is looking for you right now. I'll take you to your car," Angela said hurriedly and pulled me out of the kitchen. I looked again at Bel who was now just staring at me. There was no emotion drawn on her face. "Maymay! Kokoy! Say goodbye to Sir Clark,” Angela called her siblings. Maymay ran in my direction and hugged me tight. "Goodbye, Sir Clark. Please, come back here again soon,” M
Clark's POV It was already six forty-five in the evening. I was at the venue where my first dinner date with Natasha would be conducted. Honestly, I was not considering this night as a date. It was just like, you were eating dinner and making chit-chat with her. That's all. No string attached. After I entered the five-star hotel, an employee approached and greeted me. He immediately accommodated me on my way. "Good evening, Sir Clark! This way," he greeted me and gave me his best smile. He motioned the way where the venue could be found. I already knew this place because we own this. Oh! Let me rephrase that. My parents own this place but soon, the responsibility of this hotel will be put in my hands. It answered why the employee knew my name. I sighed as I viewed the place. My mom undeniably planned this. I could see it in the romantic red color decorations all over the place. She was desperate for me and Natasha to be lovers someday. I sat down at the table where our dinner p
After a half-hour, I was almost a half mile away from Angela's house. I took a glance at the stall of roasted and grilled chicken at the roadside. There were more chicken stores here. Looked like people in this village buy that kind of food. I couldn't blame them anyway. Grilled chicken was quite delicious. Most especially, it smells good. I looked at my watch, a few minutes before lunch. I decided to park my car on the side of the road, unbuckled my seatbelt, and get outside of the car. People on the street instantly looked in my direction, most especially in my car. Looked like this was their first time seeing this car model. Why would I not be having the latest car model? Our company is a car manufacturing company. I just ignored their stares and wore my sunglasses. I walked towards the stall. I bought two whole pieces of grilled chicken. Afterwards, I went to the convenience store to buy ice cream, chocolates and drinks. I just remembered the kids, Maymay and Kokoy. That was
When I finally reached the backyard, I saw her siblings happily bathing in the well. Maymay was riding in a large basin while Kokoy was busy pumping the well to fill Maymay's basin. I approached their direction. "Big brother, keep pumping the well!" Maymay said happily while watching the water coming out. "Sir Clark!" Kokoy called suddenly when he saw me. He stopped from what he was doing and smiled in my direction. Maymay immediately shifted her gaze to me. "Sir Clark!!!" Maymay exclaimed excitedly. She was about to stand up in her seat when I stopped her. I volunteered that I was the one who would approach them. When I got closer, I bent one knee to make eye contact with her. "What are you two doing, huh?" I asked while smiling. "Swimming!!!" Maymay happily respond with a giggle. She even covered her mouth while chuckling. Kokoy shook his head at what his little sister said. "Swimming?" I asked curiously and stood up straight. Swimming? In a large basin? I asked in the b
Clark's POV “So, we have a deal?" "Not so fast, Mr. Clarkson. You knew what I wanted and you haven't done that yet," Mr. Sy replied. Am I stupid? I know what he means. I put my two hands on the table and intertwined it. I moved closer to him and stared him intently in the eye. "But you already knew my answer, Mr. Sy and I will never change my mind about that. To be honest, I can run the company without your money," I answered bluntly and leaned back in my seat. I didn't care if my mom gets angry if Mr. Sy pulls out his investment in our car company because of this. "Oh! Okay, Mr. Clarkson. What an arrogant of you. Let's see," he said while smirking. Is he scaring me? Well, I'm not threatened. He glanced at his wristwatch and stood up. "By the way, I gotta go." "Better be," I replied sparingly, which made him glance at me once more. He gave me a playful smile on his face before finally leaving my office. I tiredly close my eyes and massage my temple because of the stress I've
I slowly entered the VIP room where my client was waiting. My chest throbbed with the nervousness I was feeling. I was still not getting used to it. Every time I face something like this, I still feel new. I shut my eyes tightly and force myself to not be led by fear. I dramatically opened my eyes and saw an old man sitting on a couch; smoking a cigar. "Hey, slut. Come here..." he called me at the same time, motioning his hand as if he was saying to move closer in his direction. I could do nothing but approach him. I sat quietly next to him and bowed my head. Even though I wasn't looking at him, I could feel the stare he was throwing at me while sipping a glass of expensive wine. "Why are you still wearing your mask? Did you forget to take it off?" he suddenly asked out of curiosity and put the glass of wine on the glass table. I chose to not answer him. I remained silent and felt the surroundings. I heard him sigh because of the behavior I showed towards him. Just because he did
I was seriously driving right now. Not minding the stranger inside my car. She was right beside me; sitting next to me silently. I kept my eyes on the road while my mind was occupied. There were so many things spinning here inside my head. Why do I have this strange feeling, huh? I asked myself. I was still confused. I kept arguing with my inner self; asking if I will confront this woman or not. Arg! I couldn't take this anymore. I stopped the car at the side of the road. I leaned my back on the driver's seat and took a long deep breath and sigh; not bothering to take a glance at her. Silence. The car was filled with silence. No one dared to speak. I just sighed once again and finally faced her direction. "Why are you trying to escape?" I asked confusedly. Her gaze shifted in my direction. When our eyes met, I could see she was confused too about my question. I just wanna know the reason why because...you know...I don't get it. It's her job, right? So, why on earth is she
What's the problem with the idea to take off her mask? She immediately shook her head many times as if she was saying that it should never be removed. "Woah... It's okay, it's okay. I understand," I answered quickly while raising my two hands as if I was being hold-up. She looked so serious when she shook her head earlier. I thought there was a big reason why she did not want her bare face to be seen by others. "You know what?" I looked intently at her face. I saw her gulp. "You're weird," I commented and laughed slightly after pointing at the mask she was wearing. I did understand why she didn't want to remove it but I couldn't help but feel upset. "Yet mysterious," I added. It's true. I felt intrigued by what her bare face looked like and I was also kind of confused about this strange feeling that I am currently feeling right now. I couldn't name it. But, there was a sure thing, I felt this kind of feeling when Angela was near me or talking with me. That's the reason why