Looking at the variety of clothes- that is on the rack. Angelo finally chose from the collection of clothes a simple roll-sleeve denim dress that has a below-the-knee length. The maids were not satisfied with what their madam selected; they thought that the dress would not accentuate their madam’s body proportion and beauty. When Angelo heard the two maids’ persuasion- that he should change the dress he selected, he couldn’t help but roll his eyes. Why need to dress majestically: when he’s just going to welcome that ugly being’s mother and not attend a prestigious gathering. Angelo is not even mentally prepared- of suddenly becoming a girl: much less wear a dress. Can everyone take things slowly? It’s better if the time just paused since he’s mentally and physically not prepared.
When the two maids realize that their young master’s wife is adamant about not changing her outfit- the attendants can only resign with their madam’s choice of dress to wear.
The two maids suggested- for their madam: to close her eyes as they unravel the cloth that is: made to cover the mirror, preventing their madam from seeing her reflection. Angelo obeyed the command of the maids and tightly closed his eyes. The two maids uncovered the mirror and told Angelo that he could now open his eyes. Angelo slowly opened his eyes and what greeted him in front was an image of a mesmerizing, enchanting, and appealing woman; even the ladies in his dream can’t win with the beauty that’s reflected in the mirror. Angelo can’t help but fall deeper with the image displayed in the mirror. It’s just too bad that he can’t marry himself. He examined Aimie’s face in the mirror; he couldn’t help but praise the maids for their skill in beautifying the girl. Aimie, whose eyes were accentuated more by the eyeliner- looks like an enchantress. While- the blush on her cheeks made her look fresh and youthful. Angelo smiled and gave the maid’s a nod of approv
As the car finally came to a halt. The chauffeur promptly went out of the driver’s seat and opened the door of the automobile. Pulling the car door’s handle, the chauffeur then escorted the old madam. Angelo was full of expectations as to- what Mark’s mother would; look- like. His gaze was solely focused inside the car when the chauffeur opened its door; to see a glimpse of the old madam’s face but, since Aimie’s eyesight is not that good, all he could see was the silhouette of Aimie’s mother-in-law. When a foot that was wearing- a red stiletto heel with a ribbon wrap around its ankle finally stepped outside. Angelo gawk at the fascinating work of art. It was his first time to see such a perfect foot. The woman’s legs were also milky white- that his eyes almost went wide as saucers. Angelo; was then having doubts that the person- that arrived just now was not Mark’s mother instead this ugly being’s hidden mistress. When the owner of those- captivating, legs and bewit
"Even though it's disgusting, think about the money you would get, Angelo. Just think about the money!" Mark’s mother; was made- speeches because of what her daughter-in-law had said, from how her son’s wife had declared her love for her son- it looks like they were in love and decided to marry each other all because they have feelings for each other. Mark’s mother would have believed everything given if; Mark wasn’t hopelessly in love with his long-time girlfriend just a couple of months ago. Mark and his long-time girlfriend were even planning on getting married this year for some unknown reason- her son married this; nameless girl- that she is having a conversation at the moment. Mark’s mother suspects; her son and this unfamiliar girl’s real- relationship. She would not allow; for them to make a fool out of her and, she would not be easily swayed- by their made-up illusions. “So you’re saying that you didn’t marr
“You pervert!” Angelo shouted as he pushed Mark’s face away from him, “I was asking for a reward but, what you...how dare you kiss me!.” Angelo tried his best to break free away from Mark, and when he got a distance from Mark: Angelo decided to throw his slippers towards the ugly being’s face. Mark seeing the flying slippers that were heading towards his face, decided to dodge the slippers. Enraged that Mark dodged the slippers, Angelo could only stomp his feet because of frustration. “Didn’t you say that you want a reward?” Mark inquired as he sat on the couch and gestured for the kitchen staff that was contemplating outside whether to interrupt a married couple of their sweet time or not. When the kitchen staff saw that their young master had motioned for them to serve the foods, they happily sighed in relief- after all, no one wants to see their bosses’ private lives. The servers straightaway brought the food and placed it on the table. Ang
“A normal way to greet someone.” Mark shrugged as if the kiss earlier was not a big deal for him. “It’s just a smack. You can’t weigh it the same as a real kiss. If you don’t know what a real kiss is- then I can give you an example.” “Greetings, your face. If kissing is the new form of greeting someone, then why did I not see you kiss your mother in her lips?” Angelo debated. If Mark thinks that he is someone easy to be fooled- then that ugly Homosapien is mistaken. He’s not someone who easily believed things; after all, he was once the top one of his class. “Even though it was just a smack- it is still a kiss- you vile human, and I have no intention of knowing that example of yours. You can model your kiss to your german shepherd. Perhaps he would willingly let you sample what a real kiss is.” “The greeting only applies to my- wedded partner. Greeting someone that is not my wife with a kiss- is considered prohibited.” Mark smirked, seeing his wife’s face- suddenly t
“Although I can see that the both of you are getting along just fine but, it doesn’t mean that I would believe your words- that both of you fell in love the first time you’ve seen each other and decided to get married in an instant.” Mark’s mother figured out herself, to postpone what she was going to inform the both of them instead, she decided to leave the two- to continue what they were doing earlier. “Since, as you say that this is your house, my dear son, then I’ll give you the liberty to continue what you were doing earlier. This unwanted mother of yours would now leave the both of you. So please enjoy.” Angelo was made speechless; by what Mark’s mother- had verbalized and, he can’t help but make a fuss- in his mind. “Earlier, Aimie’s mother-in-law told us- that she doesn’t want to see something nasty but, why is it now that she’s urging- me and this perverted ugly Homosapien to continue. Why is Mark’s mother suddenly contradicting her words? Maybe she’s planning to se
Angelo stayed in his room for the rest of the day; he didn’t even have the appetite to have dinner in the evening because of what the perverted ugly b*st*rd had done to him. Mark and his mother luckily didn’t insist- for him to join them- on having a family evening meal together. Angelo even refused the suggestion of the maids- to bring his meal; in the room; he reasoned that he had eaten a lot of snacks earlier and should control his diet since what he had eaten earlier was foods full of calories and sugars. The maid could only; forcefully agree to the madam’s suggestion, although it was evident on her face that she didn’t want the madam to skip her meal. Seeing the expression; of the maid- as if Angelo had given her unfair treatment, he decided to change his mind and requested the maid to bring him a chicken noodle soup. Perceiving that the young master’s wife had; requested- her to make a soup; the dejected- face of the maid earlier instantly changed to that with pure gle
His mind, instead, was fully energized, and Angelo couldn’t help but imagine the kiss he and Mark had done earlier. The kiss that had taken his breath away; that made him feel powerless and become someone- not like himself. Angelo shook off the thoughts; he had about the kiss and told his self- that the one who enjoyed the kiss was not him. It was instead the body he currently inhabits that enjoyed the kiss. Since the body is of female anatomy and not of a male: it was only natural for Aimie’s body to like the kiss. After all, she is a female. “Does it even make sense!” Angelo shouted in frustration as he disheveled his hair. “It makes little sense that I, a male, would enjoy the kiss. It explains nothing even though I am in a female’s body. It’s so frustrating.” Angelo laid down again on the queen-sized pink bed with a soft velvety pink blanket pulled up until his chin. He tossed and turned the whole night. Angelo even forgot to play games with his phone: as he; was