Blood Boiling

"Where are you going?" she asked me the second I hopped out of the bed.

"Making you miss me," I smiled at her. "We still have a long day tomorrow. And it's getting late. Even if you already said yes to me but I am still a gentleman."

Then I stealth a kiss on her lips before I slide to the doorway and left the room with high spirits. Everything goes according to my plan. All I have to do now is to convince her family to agree as well, especially Don Lucas.

Instead of heading to our room, I went to the club to celebrate my victory. Unfortunately, I did not expect could bump into someone I don't want to see in the club that late. The time was already midnight.

"What are you doing here, John?" Roland asked, his voice already out of place. He's already drunk.

Roland and I had never seen eye to eye, but things had always remained cordial between us. That was until tonight when we bumped into each other at the club, and he accused me of hitting his fiance, Malia.