Lila stared at her reflection in the mirror. She was admiring her dress. It fitted perfectly on her, the fabric was soft and the most important was the price didn’t make her wallet cried.
Nodding at her reflection, she was ready to go, then went downstairs immediately.
Uncle Malcom as the University’s President, choosing not to attend the gala, he watched tv drama with Aunt Becky. The kitten was sleeping on Aunt Becky’s lap.
“I’m leaving. Take care of my baby.” Said Lila as she walked by the sitting room.
“You better give it a name.” Uncle Malcom voiced his irritation.
His tired tone made Lila giggled.
Last night when Lila got home, Aunt Becky welcomed her. Lila showed the kitten in the carrier then told her. “I’m adopting this baby.”
Aunt Becky smiled brilliantly, taking the carrier. While Uncle Malcom who was sitting with his back facing the front door, choked and threw a fit cough after hearing what Lila had said, thinking L
In his mansion, Andrew checked his phone again as if he did it over and over, Lila’s text of -where he needed to pick her up- would come. Not seeing her for a few days upset him. Her excitement over little things always managed to lift up his mood, sending brand new energy to him. And he needed his energy right now.It was almost midnight, how late did she mean by late dinner?Over and over he noticed the passing time while checking his phone. He really wanted to call her but decided against it. If she hadn’t noticed his text, it meant she hadn’t checked her phone yet, which led to a conclusion that she was still busy in her lab.Buuuutttt it’s nearly midnight. He groaned inwardly, staring angrily at his phone as if his phone was to blame for Lila’s lack of response.He
The pungent smell still lingered in Lila’s brain but not the effect though. Her eyes fluttered open when an unpredictable wavy swing swayed her ground, sending turbulence into her stomach. Instantly, she felt sick and dizzy at the same time.Her mind refused to work properly no matter how still she sat as another troop of butterflies stirring inside her stomach.What irritated her the most was that she couldn’t move. In a sitting position, her body was tightly tied on a hard wooden chair, and her hands tied on each arm of the chair.Damn! Not again. It seemed she had some kind of magnet that attracted kidnappers.The question was, who kidnapped her this time?All the rational clues led to one name, Carla. But her heart refuse
According to Lila’s experience, they were there with Andrew and the others to save her when she was kidnapped by the vengeful thugs. Based on that experience, they could be some trained military men. Also, perhaps they were a gangster member since there was this experience when she and the prince instantly felt safe not long after she ended her call with Andrew, at that time she didn’t think much as to why the prince pleaded with her to call Andrew because of the danger that threatened them and they had to keep the children safe. Lastly, the other day at the dinner they acted as servants and kitchen staff.Up until now a few days later, she could only draw a hanging conclusion. So many thoughts came into her mind on the drive home from the dinner. And Andrew was busy these past three days, delaying her to coax an answer out of him.But the way they bowed before
“Having you here tonight is breaking our years of tradition, Lila.” The king started after the servants were done serving the soup. “In a good way.” Henry quickly added, seeing Lila’s spoon froze midway to her mouth. He glared at his grandfather before explaining to Lila. “His Majesty is pleased to see a pretty face like yours instead of us. Since every year we, four men, have this dinner alone.” Lila’s startled look turned into an understanding smile. “Thank you for having me, Your Majesty. I didn’t expect it would be a dinner for your birthday, Your Majesty, when Andrew asked me to go to a secret dinner.” “Typical of Andrew. Always full of secrets.” Edvard snorted. “It’s a surprise. Not a secret.” Andrew snapped. Edvar
Edvard was looking at the starry sky, wondering what Lila had been doing. He was in a secured private estate, safely away from the hungry sensation's seekers of paparazzi. Where once a year they had family dinner to celebrate the king's actual birthday. His trail of thoughts disturbed when he heard confident footsteps coming closer. He recognized it was his father's footsteps since the other two younger members of the family hadn't arrived yet. “I met the prime minister this afternoon.” Said the king, standing next to his son. “He told me something interesting.” Somehow Edvard could guess where the conversation might lead, but he waited for his father to elaborate. He understood why his father was still looking at him expectantly. Sighing, he asked. "Which is…" The l
When Lila agreed to Prince Edvard's invitation to go to the museum with him, it was Saturday morning.Since Edvard was Andrew's relative, she thought becoming Edvard's friend was part of her duty as Andrew's girlfriend.She also became used to the cup of coffee and a pink rose that was delivered every morning on her desk. To the angel, whoever he or she might be, who sent the coffee and pink rose to her, she felt grateful and quit questioning it. Because she really liked the coffee and enjoyed every delicious drop of it.Sunday morning came. Edvard waited for Lila inside his car a few metres from a bus stop. He didn't understand why she asked to meet at this specific bus stop, since her uncle's house was far away from the bus stop.He realized there were so many things that he didn't know about Lila, and he wanted to know all of those things to understand her.Like right now as he watched Lila get off of the bus which served a route from