Alfred got down the car first. Then, he opened the door on my side and handed me a paper bag.
"Here."
"What's this?" I asked curiously as I opened the paper bag.
"Change your dress."
Right, it's a yellow dress. I looked up at him and asked anxiously. "W-Where? Here?"
Alfred chuckled, which made me blush. "There's a restroom over there." He responded as he pointed in the direction of the nearby restroom.
Alfred's steely blue eyes wandered over my face. Then, he tucked the strands of my hair behind my ear and held my chin with his right hand while his left hand gently pressed on my waist, drawing me closer to him. I was frozen. I couldn't move. I couldn't avoid his gaze. Am I being hypnotized by his steely blue eyes? I asked myself. Lub dub, lub dub, lub dub! Oh my! My heart was like jumping out from my chest. I was so nervous. Was he going to kiss me? Heat rose from my stomach to my chest as his face was getting closer. Then, I caught my breath when I felt his warm gasp against my cheek.
I glanced at Alfred. I was stunned by his question and how he glared at Benj. Was he jealous? I asked myself. I couldn't describe, but an unknown sensation touched my heart at the thought. Nonetheless, Alfred has nothing to be jealous of. Benj and I were just friends. Then, I looked at Benj, who took down his hand when Alfred didn't take it. He didn't respond. I knew that he wouldn't argue with Alfred for what he wanted to imply. So, I was the one who answered. "Of course, it's Han. Right, Benj? Alfred, we've been friends since college." I needed to explain to Alfred for him to understand. "So, it's hon?" Alfred repeated coldly. He gazed intently at Benj
Alfred cleared his throat. "I mean, what I said was true." He clarified as he lowered his voice. It seemed that he realized that he shouted earlier. "Let's forget about it and just enjoy the night," Marga uttered. "Let's sing again." Karen excitedly got the microphone from the other table. Then, they started singing again. I was listening to them as I silently ate the finger foods on the table when Marga approached me. "Where did you meet your husband? He's so handsome, huh? We just saw him now. We're not aware that our President has a charming bodyguard.
I turned around, but I lost my balance when I unexpectedly hit a hard chest. I didn’t realize that he was so close to me. “Ahh!” I screeched. Then, I found myself enclosed in his muscular arms. I looked up and saw his cold, steely blue eyes. I blushed as my heartbeat quickened. Lub dub, lub dub. The time seemed to stop for a moment. After a while, "Hey, you startled me!" I muttered angrily as I stood up and fixed my dress. Then, I looked back at the door. However, it was now closed. “Who are you looking at?” Alfred asked. “I’m trying to peek at the President, and because of you, I was not able to see him,” I explained in an irritated tone. He raised his brow. “Why do you want to see him?” “Hmm... I’m just curious about his looks. By the way, what are you doing here?” “The President is here, so I am her
Alexander’s POV I’m Alexander Ricafort, a billionaire at the age of thirty. My parents died in a car crash ten years ago. Nevertheless, we didn’t believe that it was an accident. We suspected that it was the work of the enemies. However, my grandfather was too old to deal with it, and I was too young back then and still studying in the States. The enemies were powerful enough to fabricate all the evidence and controlled the justice system in the country at that time as well. They were threatened that our family business would surpass theirs. And in order to prevent that from happening, they killed my parents. They couldn’t allow the Prime Group of Companies to become the number 1 shopping mall in the country.
Thursday morning, I was busy with the piles of documents on my table when I heard a knock on my door. I said, come in. Then, John entered with a brown envelope in his hands. He's my assistant and my most trusted among all my men. He was the only one allowed to enter my room aside from my secretary, David, and my bodyguards. "Mr. Ricafort, here's the latest news about the Waltons," He reported as he handed me the envelope. My brows automatically snapped together when I heard that it was about the Waltons. I stopped what I was doing and looked up at John as I accepted the envelope. Walton's family was the greatest rival of our family. The old Walton was my grandfather's best friend. However, he
I was surprised when Hannah wanted me to introduce her to the President of the Prime Group of Companies when she learned that I work for him and he's my friend. I coughed and almost spat out my lungs. How could I tell her that she already met Alexander Ricafort because he's none other than me? For now, I couldn't tell her. It's not the right time yet. I didn't want to compromise her safety. So, I need to settle things first. Good thing, I was known as a very private individual. I had a reason. I just promised her that I would recommend her for a job. That night, I accompanied Hannah to get her things from their house. She told me to stay in the car. However, I heard a man shou
In the following week, Hannah started working in my company as I promised. And as I told David, he didn't let her work overtime. Odd, as I was feeling restless in my office, knowing that she was just a floor away from me. I wanted to visit her, but I restrained myself. However, in the afternoon of the third day, I couldn't stand it anymore, so I called David. "Oh, man, you're right! She's extraordinarily beautiful, huh?" He said as soon as he picked up my call. "David, I already told you not to look at her. I'm warning you." I reminded him.