Kraius ’eyes widened as Rhezi’s lips touched his lips. At the same time, his heart was erratically beating. Repeatedly which seemed to be on the race. While he was holding his breath. Kraius couldn't believe that Chubz would kiss him. His only purpose when came to her personally was just to say that her argumentative essay was already finished. Until to this day, Kraius still couldn’t believe that he was able to give up a nice and warm night with Shan because of the chubby girl. However, he had no regrets for the decision he made.When Rhezi released his lips, Kraius wanted to scold himself. He wanted to chase it and kiss it again the way he wanted. Intense, hot, and passionate kind of kiss compared to the kiss she gave him. He smiled as the realization hit him. He looked foolishly at Rhezi whose face was red with embarrassment. She also stared back at him as her soft and red lips, pursed. Unintentional seduction was served to the lawyer who was seemingly cursed by the Elves in the

Rhezi looked at her phone when it blink. It was a message from her mother. She abruptly took the phone and read the message. She pouted and frowned. When she read the message, her mood became worse. She hastily put her smartphone into the bag she was carrying after turning it off."What are you thinking, fatty brat?"Rhezi frowned hearing those words. She looked at the man in front of him, it was Jericho, her enemy. Unfortunately they were partners in a school project. She complained about it but their teacher did not care. Worse, Jericho seemed to like the idea. They headed to a well-known restaurant in BGC. They offer private rooms, so the atmosphere is clean and quiet. Rhezi just discovered that it belonged to Jericho's family. She was impressed but it vanished into thin air in an instant. She just couldn't stand his guts and boastfulness. "I am not thinking of you, so chill. As if I would," she replied, ruling her eyes. Jericho chuckled and shook his head. Nothing at all could

Rhezi shut her mouth. She nodded and finished her work as fast as what Kraius wanted. She also took a quick shower and prepared herself for where they were going. She wore her usual denim shorts and a simple white shirt that Kraius gave her. She covered it with her denim jacket which Kraius had even taken from their house. Even her Converse shoes were brought by him. "Ready?" Kraius asked Rhezi. He was in the doorway while staring intently at Rhezi walking towards him. Her hair is in a messy bun while there are some tilted strands that match her gentle face. "You're cute, Chubz," Kraius whispered without restraint. Rhezi smiled but didn’t utter a word. She just looked at Kraius and glanced at him. He was wearing cargo shorts and a gray shirt. While wearing a large silver necklace. His hair was disheveled but it looked good on him. But it wasn’t that that grabbed Rhezi’s attention but his wayfarers. He looked gorgeous in it. Like a rugged model ready to march on stage. Forehead was

Present Time. . . Ten years after. . . Rhezi closed her eyes as the vivid memory from the past flashed on her mind. She shook her head slightly and massaged her temple. She was feeling uneasy out of nowhere. She tried to calm herself and her eyes abruptly turned to Kraius Montreal who was standing in front of them, facing one of Mrs. Andao's witnesses. "If Mr. Andao is said to have abandoned Mrs. Andao, why does Mrs. Andao often goes out at night?" Kraius looked around. He stopped where Rhezi was standing. "If Mr. Andao was cheating from the beginning, can you prove your claim?" he added. Rhezi blinked a few times as Kraius' eyes pierced through her. She saw him turn quickly to face the witness who was on the stand. He asked questions that were difficult to answer. Afterwards, he walked over to Judge Condrad Aguirre and handed him something. "Videos and images that will indicate Mrs. Andao always leaves their residence at night," Kraius stated forcefully, his face beaming. He also

Kraius massaged his forehead while reading some paperworks he was holding. His grip on it was tight which almost torned the papers apart. Unable to bear it, he threw it on the wooden table just in front of him. "Shit!" Kraius cursed loudly, almost rumbling in his closed office. His secretary immediately entered and looked at him scrutinizingly under her thick glasses. “Anything you want, Mr. Montreal? Kraius' secretary asked him with a raised eyebrow. Kraius turned his gaze to her and seemed uninterested as he examined it from head to toe. The secretary raised an eyebrow at what he did but she didn't say anything. "Do you have nothing else to do but to be strict on me?" Kraius asked his secretary. He looked at her unbelievably and shook his head after. He then picked up the papers he had thrown on the table and read them again. "Fuck!" Kraius cursed once more. “Are you sure you don't need anything Mr. Mont-”“ Coffee, please! Dark coffee, ” Kraius refrained from saying anything.