Love is powerful addiction that can make a man lose control of his senses. *** “You aren’t allowed to park here, Sir!” The young policeman pointed at the blue sign with a circle and a red diagonal line. “Shit! All my lifetime, this is the first time I’m doing a foolish thing and making ashamed of myself,” Ansel grumbled. He leaned back his head on his seat of pride while looking up at the ceiling, still unbelieved that he could be so reckless just because of a woman. “I don’t seem to know you,” Xander commented. He sat on the couch by resting both his hands on his thighs. His fingers interlocked. Meanwhile, his gaze fixed on Ansel who was closing his eyes. “I don’t even know my own self,” Ansel replied without opening his eyes. Then there was a silence. Both of them were busy with their own thoughts, examining Ansel’s first experience that had just dealt with the law. *** “Oh Gosh! So, because of a woman your life could be messed up?” Xander yelled in disbelief after listeni
When you have no intention to find the light, then you’ll forever stay in the darkness. *** “I didn’t think you’re the new CEO of the company M.” “That’s it!” “Oh My God! Should we keep our distance from now on?” Ansel shrugged with a funny mimic. He didn’t also expect that the leader of the company which had become his business rival was his college friend. “It looks like that you’ve already known Mr. Song and Miss Kim very well,” said Ansel. He was affording to dig the information about Dae Hyun's and Qeiza's close relationship in an inconspicuous way. “Of course,” replied Dae Hyun. “We’ve ever become business partners too.” Dae Hyun took a glance at Chin Hwa. “Right, Mr. Song?” “It’s absolutely right!” Chin Hwa replied. Dae Hyun turned his attention to Qeiza. “Ah, Ae Ri … could we talk privately?” Without waiting for Qeiza’s reaction, Dae Hyun dragged her arm, walking fast out of the ballroom. Ansel’s biased eyes darkened. He hated watching that sight. If only he wasn’t
Once in a while, a prey is smarter than the hunter. *** Qeiza left her dresser with a flamboyant face. After she had been working like a prisoner in Ansel’s glass cage for almost a whole month, today she could breathe freely. The fashion show that was performed two days ago had become the finish line for her togetherness with Ansel. Now, she could go back to the embrace of peace, working at Chin Hwa’s office. Qeiza froze in front of her apartment door. A man was standing back to her, but he turned around soon after he heard the sound of the opening door. “Hi, Ae Ri!” Ansel greeted while serving his best smile. BANG! Qeiza reflexively moved backwards and slammed the door so hard. Her heart was pounding worriedly. “Why could he be here in this early morning?” she murmured. “He was absolutely a scary man.” Qeiza peeked through the peeping hole, making sure whether Ansel was still waiting for her in front of the door or had been leaving. “Shit!” Qeiza cursed while seeing that Ans
Lies will never end in happiness until whenever. *** Qeiza’s concentration in working was distracted by the phone ring. She glanced at her mobile phone that was lying on the corner of her desk lazily then continuing to focus her attention back to the designs she was drawing. She thought it was probably a prank call only. All this time, the one who had often called her while she was busy with her works was only Ansel. Currently, she didn’t take part in a design project with her ex-husband anymore. Thus, there’s no reason for him to disturb her perpetually. Unluckily, Qeiza couldn’t ignore that calls for any longer when her phone rang louder without any pauses. Beginning by taking a deep breath, Qeiza finally grabbed her phone. Her eyes narrowed a little bit while finding out an anonymous phone number occurred on the screen. However, she had no other choice than to accept the call. Qeiza’s expression changed all at once. She jumped from her seat. One of her hand moved swiftly, gra
Never let the nightmares of your past ruin your future! *** Instead of going back to her office, after escaping from the hospital, Qeiza asked the taxi driver to escort her to the bank of the Seine River. She was walking along the path on the bank of the Seine River with a feeling of uncertainty. Her eyes swept the beauty of the Eiffel Tower that seen obviously, hoping those amazing charms could get rid of all the worries that stuck in her chest. She truly didn’t understand why the fate kept making fun of her. She had been patient for years in waiting, cultivating the hope that one day Ansel would open his heart for her as she fell in love with him at the first sight while she was watching him saying the solemnization of a marriage on their wedding day. But, all her waiting led her to a painful hurt. When Ansel finally received her phone call, the thing she could hear was only a pampering woman’s voice followed by an intimate kiss. Qeiza’s heart broke into pieces like a glass tha
If you released a deer back into the jungle, so never hope you will easily catch her again. *** Qeiza had just taken a bath. Her body was still covered with a towel. Yet, the sound of knocks on her apartment door totally disturbed her. That noise sounded so rash and impatient, making Qeiza sick behind the sense of her wonder. 'Just let it be!' Qeiza thought. 'There’s probably a drunken neighbor.' Remembering her experience that there’s ever the other occupant of another apartment that did such action when he was drunk, Qeiza got calmer. She kept walking to the wardrobe. She smiled in relief when she could no longer hear the noise from her apartment door. That person might have been gone away. That’s she thought. “Ae Ri! Open the door!” Qeiza’s relief just actually stayed for a while. The insistent banging on her apartment door was heard again. It’s followed by the yell of a man who called her name. “Ansel?” Qeiza muttered. She couldn’t hide her astonishment after successfully
Whatever you plant then you will reap the fruits. *** “That’s the package sent by Miss Qeiza’s lawyer,” answered Xander. “Of course you’ve the right to open it.” Ansel took a deep breath. “Just keep it!” he commanded. He could already guess what was in the package. It had to be his divorce certificate. All was over now. The burden that crashed his chest all this time had totally disappeared without a trace. “Are you sure you don’t wanna check it?” asked Xander. The envelope was already on his palm again. His forehead frowned when he touched something strange in it. “What’s for?” Ansel replied, still speaking in a reluctant tone. “It’s just a divorce certificate.” Xander shook the envelope near his right ear. “I don’t think that’s all,” he argued. “The sound was weird,” he added more. Ansel’s ears also caught the strange sound came out from the shake of Xander’s hand. He then sat on the couch, coding Xander with his eyes. Xander also sat in front of Ansel. “So, is this really
Sometimes we need to make a bold decision. *** [Who are you?] Ansel replied the message with a high curiosity. He truly wondered the person who had just interacted with him. However, his message never got a reply. Not losing his mind, Ansel pressed the dial button. “Aaargh!” He shouted in anger. His call had just been answered by the operator. The sender of the messages had inactivated his or her phone number. It could indicate that he or she used a disposable phone number only. Ansel grabbed his jacket, intending to go out. He wanted to inhale some fresh air. Still, the pain in his back stopped his steps. He stood frozenly behind the door. While grimacing, he went back to the bed and laid down in a slow motion. “Hold on, Ansel! You should be patient till you’re fully recovered.” Ansel cheered himself up. If only it wasn’t because of the carelessness of a mother who let her little son ran freely around the stairs of Qeiza’s apartment, he wouldn’t get injured. All of sudden, An