Chapter 13

“I.” He abruptly answers and doesn’t even think about that answer. Maybe he memorizes the alphabetical letters. He is becoming a genius; he should be because he is with me. I hope something has already happened to both of us, hihi, joke!.

“What's the opposite of hate?”

“Love.”

“What’s the opposite of me?”

“You.”

“I love you too.” I laugh. No one can keep me shut.

He is suppressing his smile, and his ears turn red. The veins in his neck pop out.

“ don’t use too much pick-up on lines on me; I might fall into your tricks,” he warned me.

“I am making you fall in love with me.” I looked directly into his, and he just shook his head and returned his focus on what he was doing. I had been disturbing him.

“Silly.” He commented while smiling.

I was busy thinking about what was next when his phone suddenly rang.

“I’ll just answer this.” He said to go to the window corner to talk to the caller privately.

They talk in less than a minute.

“It is fine if I leave you here for a little longer? My client is here.” He informs me while fixing his things. He doesn’t like messy tables; that is what I notice about him. He always keeps things organized before he leaves or does something.

I gave him my sweetest smile as my answer.

“I’ll be right back.” He said before he stormed his office.

Of course, I left his office too. What am I gonna do there? Talk to his papers and furniture? I get my phone.

“Hello, gay unicorn!” I yelled when the moment I opened the camera of my phone. It is in a recording mood.

“Now, we are in the tallest, big, wide, and most beautiful building around BGC, and I won’t say the exact place because you might know where I am. You must guess it, okay?” I giggled and started to walk.

I’m doing blogging.

This is what they call a feeling influencer.

I stopped the video when I remembered something.

I stop from doing something on my old cellphone when Kiki passed by in front of me, he changed his outfit, and he was also with two men and one woman.

“Kiki!”I shouted his name.

His staff faces me, and I feel a little bit embarrassed.

I wonder where this man's wardrobe is in this building; he changes his outfit that fast.

Kiki looked at me and didn’t say anything, and he continued walking.

I pouted; he was being snobbish again.

I was outside the building for almost three hours and wondered if this building was huge. I was about to get lost, there were many entrances and exits, and I asked one of the staff where Kiki’s office was.

I was about to enter his office when someone grabbed and pulled me. He grabbed my arm so tight, and it gave me a hurt feeling that was so harsh.

Who is this ugly man who pulled me?

“Kiki?!” I yelled his name when I realized that he was. He pulled me into his office.

“Why do you have a different office?” I curiously asked.

I get lazy to his office, he is not consistent, and we are here again in his white office with a prominent coach who can make it into bed.

“What are you doing, woman?” He asked me impatiently. Why did I do it? I was roaming the whole building silently, and I didn’t misbehave.

I pointed to myself, “taking pictures of myself, why? Do you want to have a picture with me?” I asked, got my phone, turned on the camera, and fastly clicked the button; I smirked when I captured him and me. We finally have a picture together.

Even in a picture, he is serious. Hashtag, feeling severe.

“Kiki, I am feeling hungry,” I told him and caressed my tummy. Every Time I see him, I feel hungry all the time.

“You’re always hungry.” He stated and seated on the swivel chair.

“Kiki, I want Liempo, lechon manok, leche flan, sushi and pasta.” I came near him and sat on the visitor’s chair.

He started to type on his laptop.

“I am starving!” I whined like a beggar. Meow!

He stops typing on his laptop and looks at me blankly.

“Those aren't healthy foods.” He commented and started to press on the keyboard.

“Eh, those I want to eat. What can you do?” I rolled my eyes in the air. I put my feet on the other chair in front of me, and he looked at me but didn’t say anything.

“I will order something healthy.” He replied and got back to his work.

I move close to his face and look at him intently.

“Stop staring at me.” He snob me. Kiki means,

I returned to my seat and pouted, “if the food is healthy, it only means that it is not yummy; we should eat healthy foods.” I touch the folder on his table. “If you know in yourself that you are yummy, you should eat yummily. know your worth.” I reason out.

I return the folder when he looks at it. I returned to my seat and stomped my feet; it’s so dull in his office. Doesn’t he feel bored, damn? I feel bored for him, “that’s all you want?” I stopped stomping my feet because of his question.

I gave him a broad smile and nodded at him.

“You shouldn't eat unhealthy foods. They will just give you disease.” He advises and finally stops typing on his laptop.

“Eh, yummy!” I fight.

“Even so.” He said with a stoic face.

“It’s hard to be sick. You should avoid eating those foods from now on.” Kiki’s voice sounds severe and final.

Does being a lawyer needs to look serious at all times?

I rolled me at him, and after, I smiled sweetly.

“This is for you. Yeah, it feels good, but after that, you’ll suffer in the long run.” He said out of nowhere

“How's the feeling of yummy?” I tease him again.

“Is that the feeling you’re going to moan in pleasure?” I bit my lower lip seductively.

I slowly closed my face to him when he suddenly slapped me on the folder on his table.

“I won’t going to kiss you; you are so assuming,” I stated as I removed the folder from my face. I cross my arms on my chest.

“Behave yourself.” He said in a stern tone.

“Hey, baby!”

I was looking at the door when it suddenly opened, and a beautiful and sexy woman came in.

Who is she?

Who’s this woman?

His maid? Personal assistant? Mistress? Number two. I look at her and scan his body and face. She has tan yet smooth skin, and her hair is curly, which suits her. She is too beautiful to be a maid or assistant. Maybe she is a babysitter.

She looks like a model that heaven sent in this life. I felt insecure about her beauty.

She also has a clear face, with no pimples at all.

I hope all is clear face. Maybe the water Huan’s using is high quality or distilled.

“I’m sorry if I entered without knocking. I didn’t tell you I’ll come. I just passed by, and did you have any free time? I am planning to invite you for lunch.”

The woman saw me and smiled at me, “sorry for the interruption.” She sweetly smiles at me. She becomes beautiful every time she smiles; her beauty is natural and authentic.

“I thought he doesn’t have a client now. His secretary told me he will have a client after lunch.” She apologetically said to me.

“Ay, N. I am not Kiki’s client.” I made it clear. I am here to disturb and tease Kienzo.

“Then, you are?” She pointed at me as she walked in.

“I am. Clair- Princess Jiselle.”

She smiled at me, “nice to meet you.”

I smiled in return. I have this feeling that I feel small in front of me. Fair tan skin and her skin is also glowing, or is it because of the weather?

She’s not wearing makeup too. Too simple.

I feel insecure.

Maybe this woman is a model. I compliment her too much.

“Porques, I’m loaded with work. I can’t go with you.”