"Amaro, what would you like to eat? And I will buy it for you" she said.
"No need to buy food, I don't feel like eating here in my office. Let's go out for lunch. I want you to try local foods here in Dubai. I know a place that isn't luxurious but they serve exceptionally delicious food and the place is hygienic too." He knew that she is somewhat apprehensive to dine in a luxury restaurant.
"If that is what you want, then so be it." she said to him nonchalantly.
She did not show her excitement, she really wanted to try the local food in Dubai. She wanted to have a taste of their food yesterday, but unfortunately, Amaro has brought her to an Italian restaurant for lunch and to a French restaurant at night and today's breakfast was American breakfast. Finally, she will eat Dubai's local food.
"Let's go" she heard Amaro ordered. She took her bag and followed him.
At the restaurant, she was shocked with all the food that was on their table. There were so many that it could feed a dozen people.
"Amaro, why is there plenty of food? We aren't blue whales, we can't finish it all even if we stay until evening" she chuckled.
"We don't have to eat it all. I want you to taste every dish on their menu." chuckling, he put food on her plate.
"Here, try it. It's a bit spicy but it's delicious" he said.
"Oh, please no. You mustn't serve me, I should be the one doing that to you." She stopped him.
"It's nothing, I want to do it." he smiled.
"Why do you do this to me? You are a prince and I am just your PA."
"Honestly, I want to be a friend of yours." he said, extending his hands to her.
"Alright, friends" she took his hands and shook it. They both laugh.
"Now, eat!" Amaro said
Kashmir tried every dish and enjoyed everything.
Amaro never averted his eyes from her, the only time that he took his eyes off her is when he got food and placed it on her plate and his. He has never been this happy before, Kashmir really made his day. They stopped eating when they were full.
"Amaro, if we eat like this frequently we would turn into a blue whale." she said
Amaro threw his head back and burst into laughter. He can't help but laugh with her witty remark.
Kashmir laugh also, she got carried away by Amaro's laughter.
"You know, you are so witty," he said, while laughing.
They went back to the company in a jovial mood. Upon entering the office they both went to their respective desks and started to work.
After a while, Kashmir stood and said "Do you want to have some coffee?"
"Yes, please. I need it."
"Black coffee, latte or cappuccino?"
"Have you also worked as a barista before?" Amaro smirked at her.
"No, I didn't but I took a short course training"
"Well, I like cappuccino," he smiled.
She proceeded to make his coffee while Amaro reviewed a document.
"Your coffee" she placed the coffee on top of his desk. "I hope you will like it," she added.
"Thank you" he put down the document he was reviewing.
"My pleasure," Kashmir replied with a smile.
"By the way, you have a meeting at 4 p.m." she reminded him.
Kashmir went back to her desk and continued her work. Until a gentle knock was heard that they lifted their head. And their eyes met, she quickly broke eye contact. She could feel her face hot.
"Come in" Amaro's baritone voice rang.
"Your Highness, Mr. Smith is here" the secretary informed.
"Let him come in," he said while getting from his chair.
Mr. Smith came in. He is the same age as Amaro, he is an American. He is the CEO of the company that works with Amaro's family company. He is a good looking man on par with Amaro's beautiful face and chiseled physiques.
''Your highness, my pleasure to meet you" he said
"Likewise, Mr. Smith" he smiled and gestured to follow him. He walked towards the couch and Mr. Smith followed suit.
Kashmir approached them and asked. "Excuse me Mr. Smith, would you like some coffee?" she smiled.
"Yes, please. Ms… Your name please? he winked at her.
"Kashmir Lara, sir"
"A beautiful name for a stunningly beautiful lady. Can I invite you for dinner tonight?" He abruptly held her hand and planted a kiss on it.
She stepped backwards in disgust and moved quickly toward her table. She completely forgot to make coffee for Mr. Smith.
Amaro and Mr. Smith talked about the collaboration of their company, while they were talking Amaro glances at Kashmir, he is worried that she is terrified with Mr. Smith's action.
They talked for an hour then they stood and shook hands.
Mr. Smith approached Kashmir who was engrossed in her work.
"Kashmir, can I have your phone number?" he said, giving his iPhone to her.
The way he called her was intimate which irritated Amaro.
Not wanting to offend her employer's business partner, Kashmir keyed in her phone number.
"Can we have dinner tonight?" Mr. Smith asked
"No, she is not available tonight" Amaro abruptly said
"I am sorry Mr. Smith I am not available tonight." she seconded.
"Very well, next time then." And he left.
Amaro approached Kashmir and held her chin up and asked her. "Are you alright, were you frightened?"
"Honestly, it was not fear that I felt but disgust." she said.
"Anyway when he comes again, you don't need to entertain him."
"Thank you sir."
"How did you address me again?"
"Thank you Amaro" she immediately corrected herself.
"We have to go home now. Pack your things"
They had dinner together at the palace.
After taking a shower, Kashmir had a video call with her family. She missed them so much that they talked for an hour and a half and her battery ran out of charge. She switched her phone off, took her phone charger and plugged it to recharge.
Amaro knocked and Kashmir answered the door for him. He came in and said,
"Why are you not picking up your phone? I have been calling you for ages." he was exasperated, he badly wanted to hear her voice before sleeping but she didn't answer the call.
"I had a video call with my family and my battery ran out of charge," she explained.
His exasperation melted upon hearing her explanation.
"Do you miss them?" he asked with a concerned voice.
Kashmir nodded and looked down at the floor, she was concealing her teary eyes.
Amaro pulled her into his arms, Kashmir could no longer control herself and cried on his chest.
"Princess, I am here for you. Please don't be sad. I don't want to see you cry" he said.
"Go to your bed now and sleep. Good night" he said and walked out of the door.
He is torn apart between staying a little longer or leaving but he chose the latter because he might lose control if he stayed longer.
Kashmir went to her bed and smelled the three red roses that are on her bed and put it at the night stand. She laid at the bed thinking who gave her the flowers and in no time, she was already dead to the world.
When Kashmir entered Amaro's room, he asked her to shave off his stubbles. She applied shaving foam over his face and started shaving off his stubbles. Amaro could smell Kashmir's scent.'She smells divine' he thought.He took advantage of their proximity so his eyes could feast on her big brown eyes, beautiful nose and alluring lips. He wanted to kiss her but he controlled himself because he didn't want to frighten her.He wanted to profess his love for her but wisdom says that it is not wise to profess love to a lady you had only spent a few days with because it will be hard for her to believe him. He is going to wait for the perfect timing. Anyway, he is a very patient man."Done" Kashmir's sweet voice snappe
Joyce and Ishmael looked at each other and smiled at the interaction they witnessed, the two lovey dovey were a sight to see. Joyce thought that they were cute. Ishmael is happy to see his friend open his heart again, giving love another chance. Considering what happened in the past; Amaro was badly hurt and it's a miracle that despite his wound he had love again.The four of them talked a lot. Their conversations were centered on knowing about their country, culture and traditions. They also exchange some information about themselves. After a while, they said their goodbyes and went to their offices.In the car, Kashmir mentioned about the charity ball he has to attend."Amaro, you are going to attend a ball this Saturday." she said.
"Amaro, you told me that I can sleep over at Joyce's place. After the ball, I will go to Joyce's place." Kashmir spoke.Amaro did not respond."Promise me Amaro" she spoke again.Amaro nodded.Today is Saturday and they are working at Amaro's office at home. They were working on some documents for his company in the US. They had a video conference from morning until 2 o' clock in the afternoon.They have also prepared some documents for the project they are working on. After they finished working on the documents, Amaro told Kashmir to get some rest. He knew how exhausted she was, but did not complain though.Kashmir went to her room, laid on her bed and fell asleep. She dre
Kashmir was stunned as she looked at who caught her from falling and saw Amaro. "Hey, what happened to you?" Amaro asked worriedly. "I sprained my ankle" she winced in pain. He carried her in his arms and walked to the car. Omar immediately opened the passenger door. Kashmir tried to move out from Amaro’s lap but he refused to let go of her. "No, you might hurt even more." Amaro spoke and held her waist. "Let's go home," he instructed Omar. "But I have to go to Joyce's place, remember" Kashmir protested. "With your condition, I can't let you stay there," Amaro said, while shaking his head.
Looking at Kashmir's innocent face, Amaro slowly removed Kashmir’s arm from his waist and untangled their legs. He went to his room and took a bath. He donned his casual clothes and headed back to Kashmir’s room. "Good morning sleepy head it's about time you woke up" Amaro's baritone voice rang that awakened Kashmir from her dream. Kashmir dreamed about Amir again, those blue eyes that are like the ocean that drowns her. She opened her eyes and saw Amaro seated at her bedside. He was smiling at her and his eyes looked somewhat familiar. "Good morning" she said, covering her mouth with her palm because she doesn't want Amaro to smell her breath in the morning. "Why are you covering your mouth while speaking to me?" Amaro asked her with a teasing tone.
Kashmir no longer argued with him. She just bowed her head and stared at her hand. She remained in that position until her phone rang. "Don't move. I'll take the phone to you" Amaro ordered He got up, strode, took the phone on the nightstand and strode back to Kashmir. "Thank you" she said Kashmir answered the phone, "Hello, who is this?" she frowned upon knowing who the caller was. "Yes, it's Kashmir speaking" she said "How may I help you Mr. Smith?" she rolled her eyes. Instantaneously, Amaro got agitated hearing the name 'Mr. Smith' but was replaced by pleasure later on because of Kashmir's cold attitude toward Mr. Smith.&nbs
One night while Kashmir and Amaro were having dinner in their favorite restaurant, Kashmir's phone rang, she ignored it because Amaro and her were talking about work. She doesn't want to interrupt Amaro who was discussing important things about the new company that wants to collaborate with them. Kashmir’s phone kept on ringing, she was embarrassed and annoyed at the same time because of the persistent ringing of her phone. Finally, she decided to power off her phone. She smiled sheepishly and said, "Excuse me. I'll have to power off my phone, it's interrupting us." "I think it's an important call, why don't you answer it first and we can continue later" he said thinking that the call is important that's why the caller is persistent. She opened her bag, fished out her phone and saw who was calling. Her heart sudd
The 9 hours flight seems like an eternity to Kashmir because she wanted to see her father badly. Being alone in the private jet, with no one to talk to, she somehow missed Amaro's presence. With him she is not bored and she feels secure when he is around. Kashmir arrived at the Ninoy Aquino International Airport in Manila at 11 o' clock in the evening. Her friend Ryan is already waiting for her. Ryan is Kashmir's and Yolly's childhood friend. Although they are of different ages, they still became good friends. Ryan is a successful architect. Yolly contacted him when she knew that Kashmir would arrive at 11 pm, taking a cab late at night is not safe so she asked Ryan to pick her sister at the airport. In the car, Kashmir noticed that Ryan was yawning. She said to Ryan who was yawning while driving, "Ryan, thank you for coming to pick me up at this hour."