As soon as my emotions were already stable, I then saw him taking out something from the jewelry box. It was shining with little but bright blue sapphire stones like his oceanic blue eyes, with a spherical pendant that has a lustrous black pearl at the center that has a captivating natural beauty capturing the attention of all who encounters it. There is no denying that after seeing it for myself the first time--since I have not seen that from the boxes before--the warm brilliance of that jewelry is almost mystical in its allure.
"for tomorrow's lunch, I want to see you wearing this one." He said showing me the black pearl necklace.
I frown at how demanding can he be. And I can't believe it either that I have to dine with him again tomorrow. Just when will this exploitation stop?
"And if I don't wear it?" my question may have sounded dull but it's still full of sarcasm which I realized quite late again.
He stares at me for a few seconds before keeping the jewelry back inside the bo
