NELINA
I wasn't comfortable sitting in Royce's lap, so he made some effort to make it easier for me. Royce wrapped his arm around my waist. He took my arm and placed it around his neck, pushing us closer.
"Oh, that's nice," he said, tucking my hair in my ear.
"So, what game are we playing now?" I asked, trying to hide my embarrassment. But I know my cheeks have betrayed me for blushing easily.
"Well, do you want us to do what we did last night?" He obviously said it to tease me; his annoying evil smirk was on his lips again.
"But you said you want us to play a game; I thought it's a serious game."
"Of course, it is. Let's play a SERIOUS game while
ROYCE I had to stop the urge to touch Nelina again. It was the hardest thing I've ever done in my life while she was sitting in my lap with only a bathrobe on. She smelled so good and enticing; her skin was soft and smooth in my touch; everything about her was tempting me to touch and make love with her again. I wanted to spend time with her for the rest of the day, but she had the vacation schedule for her and Marica alone to celebrate her birthday. I can't argue with that, so I had to restrain myself. Nelina stood in front of the mirror, fixing her hair after she had just changed into the floral printed red maxi dress I got for her. She looked so delicate and elegant, even in just a simple homie dress. "So, you have plenty of women's dresses in your closet every time you travel. Is that it?"
NELINA I entered our villa, pressing my lips with Royce in my mind. Royce made leaving him hard; I almost gave in to another heated move between us. He was simply irresistible. I fixed myself when I saw Marica standing on the balcony, especially my messy hair. I don't want Marica to think anything negative about Royce and me. Though, I still didn't know where to start when she would ask what we did last night after leaving the bar. "Hey!" Marica shifted at me. "Oh, good morning, my beautiful best friend. How was your night?" "Good morning, I'm fine. It was a long night." I kissed Marica on the cheek as I greeted her. "Oh,
NELINAI was having difficulty sleeping at night as I couldn't get Royce out of my head. The touch of his hand and his soft lips brushing my skin became so apparent to me like he was in my bed. I longed to have him near me, to love and care for me. I wondered if he was thinking about me while lying on his bed.The flash thought of Roxie came into my head, especially when she appeared behind Royce on the beach. The real score between them was unclear to Roxie, while Royce insisted that they were done two years ago. The thought of Maddox and Roxie kept me up all night. I don't want to be entangled with an unfinished relationship.The following day I woke in my bed with Royce still in my thoughts. I hugged my soft pillow imagining it was Royce's warm body, until I remembered I had to attend an event.
NELINAI wouldn't get tired of visiting this place to eat. I said to myself when we walked into my favorite, or should I say our favorite Italian restaurant. Amazingly, we shared the same sentiment in this place. How odd is that to people not related to each other?His granny and my brother left us almost simultaneously, and this place reminds us so much of them. Thoughts after thoughts came to mind. I've visited Boloca Felize many times, but I didn't recall seeing Royce; he is not a familiar face to me. I would love to believe that there's a suitable time for everything. The right time to meet the right person.Is he the right person? Some parts of me argued in my head."Welcome, Mr. Park, Ms.
NELINA"That's very unwelcoming Nelly, it's not like we had a good time before," he said, a disgusting smirk spread on his lips.When I first met Royce, I was annoyed with his wicked smirk, but with this man, I felt disgusted."Did we? I don't remember," my voice firmed as I stood up beside Royce.Royce looked at me in confusion but didn't say a word. His narrowed eyebrows and wary eyes were enough statements that he wanted to know what was going on. Royce grabbed my hand entwining with his, a smile escaped on the corner of his lips. I took it as an assurance that everything would be fine. He squeezed my moist hand with my sweat."Sweet..." Dennis said in his low tone voice as if to tease us, and then he t
NELINA"Yes, you are," an old man appeared on the door. He was probably in his 60's."Dennis, don't degrade your family's reputation. This is such a disgraceful act. And also, we have plenty of valued customers tonight. I can't let you ruin our restaurant's reputation." The old man reprimanded Dennis. He then nodded to the security guards to dismiss them.The security started to drag Dennis again."You can't do this to me, old man.""Of course I can. If you don't want your father to know about this, you better obey." The old man said; his voice didn't trail off.Dennis froze at the mention of his father, he was taken aback and obediently followed the secu
ROYCEI continuously massage my temple while pacing back and forth in my living room, waiting for the call to be picked up. Nelina wouldn't admit it, but I saw it in her eyes. She was terrified; her anxiety attacked again even though she did her best to hide it from me."Hello, Mr. Park." Finally, a well-modulated voice came from the other line."Yes, Jay, thanks for picking up. I know it's late, but I badly need your help," I said as I sat on the couch. Almost midnight when I took a glance at my wristwatch. It took two hours before I finally decided to call for professional help."I am sending you a detailed format that I need for a certain person. Please give me all the details when I come home from Manila. I'll be leaving tomorrow, so hopefully, af
ROYCE The food was excellent, unlike what Nelina has pointed out that she's not a good cook. Probably my sense of taste is biased when it comes to her that the food is savored good. Although, I think it tastes delicious because Nelina might have gotten it from her mom, who's a great cook. Whichever might be, I enjoyed having my breakfast cooked by the one I love. "Hey," Nelina gently elbowed me, which interrupted my thoughts. "Yes." "Have you scheduled an appointment with the doctor today?" "Yes, we have to be there at 11am to check Sir Arthur and discuss the options we have for your dad's speedy recovery." "That's even be