"When is the wedding?" The crowd immediately fell into silence as the old man stared at Nathalie, who was as red as a tomato right now. Johannes chuckled as he waited for the woman to respond. Even the other members of their family looked into Nathalie's way. She gulped as she processed the situation she was pitched in. It was the first time that Mr. Alejandro had been this bold in telling that he really wanted Nathalie in the family. She was about to open her mouth when Brian suddenly laughed. "Sorry," he said, still laughing. "It's just funny how everyone seemed like they saw an angel when Abuelo said that. Come on, people, you all know how much Abuelo adores this little woman right here," he smirked, winking at Nathalie. Johannes glared at him, but he simply smirked and played with his utensils. Their grandfather faked a cough and smiled at Nathalie. "It would be nice to get married by the end of this year," he said. Nathalie faked a smile. The year had just started, and this
Nathalie's POV I am staring at the papers before me when another cup of coffee was served. It's the third time this week that he's brewing me one. Last week it was lunch meals, and now he's trying to make coffee. I don't know if it was because I mentioned last time that I really love to drink coffee to start my day. He was not even present at the time. I was only with Clinton! How could those things reach him that fast? "Where are you going?" he asks. Johannes stands up from his seat and walks in front of me. His thick brows furrowed, confused. I am not surprised that he is. It's the first time I would take an undertime. Did Clinton not relay it to him? I made sure he knew that I would be leaving for the afternoon. Harries called me over because she's not feeling well. Her husband is out of the country, and she's really not comfortable with the maids. She sometimes acts like a kid whenever she has the chance. "I will be taking my leave, boss," "Now? Why? You still have three hou
"How much is it? I'll pay you," Johannes took his wallet out of his pocket and counted the money in front of the man. It should be fine since he's paying anyway, but Pablo did not take it in a good light. He felt insulted, degraded, small... His blood boils at the thought that Johannes is looking down on him.He hates it. It was the same look in the eye that gazed at him when he was still in jail... when he was still powerless. Pablo laughed sarcastically, making his minions laugh with him. He glared at Johannes and punched him without much thought."Boss!"Johannes is on the floor, holding his bruised jaw. Blood is evident on his lips, and his eyes are dark. He's mad. Nathalie went to him and checked his condition."You're bleeding!" She panicked. She took her purse and looked for a hanky. Johannes stopped her."It's fine," he said and stood up. Johannes looks at Pablo as if a predator wanting to eat his prey. "Don't you know who I am?" Johannes asked. Pablo stared at him and laugh
"Go on, cry on me," Nathalie stared at Johannes. Her ocean-blue eyes were raging with emotions, yet only silent cries could be heard from her. Johannes pulled her into a hug and embraced her in his arms. She cried. And cried. And cried. Nathalie cried for so long that her tears dried up as Johannes's shirt was wet. When she finally calmed down, she stared at Johannes's amber-colored eyes. It calmed her. It always does. "Thank you," she mumbled as she pulled herself away from the man, but Johannes grabbed her arm. Nathalie gazed at his hand against her arm, it was not tight, but she felt like she could not walk away because of such a loose grip. "Nathalie," his voice sounded so profound. Nathalie was stunned when she felt something tingling in her stomach when he voiced out her name. It was just a mention of her name, but it felt really different in a way. "Nathalie," again, he called her name. Nathalie and Johannes were staring intently at each other when a fake cough broke th
Johannes's POV I stared at the woman beside me. She's sleeping soundly. I am playing with her hair, slightly brushing them between my fingers. How could someone have such soft hair? And it smells really soothing as well. Man. My girlfriend is the best there is. Woah. I still cannot believe how natural that sounded to me. She... she likes me too. At last, after courting this woman for a longer time than I expected, I finally heard her yes. It's overwhelming, especially after what happened in the parking lot. I do not want to stick my nose more into that business. I want to respect Nathalie's privacy as much as I can. I do not really want to invade her life too much more than necessary. First of all, we are yet to be tied to each other. We do not have rings on our fingers just yet that will make it possible for each of us to go through each other's life. I... I want to discover things about her one at a time. I sit up when she opens her eyes. Her ocean-blue eyes would forever loo
"What business do you have here?" Johannes coldly asked. He was sure he had made it clear last time that the woman should never approach him again. It was a hassle on his part, a burden that he longed let go of. "Don't be like that, Johannes," she smiled, glancing over Nathalie, who was silently watching the two of them. The woman furrowed her brows, it was not the first time she had seen the woman, and she was sure that she had seen her somewhere. Her eyes widened, and she pointed at her, "The car accident!" She exclaimed. Nathalie stared at her and realized she was the woman who bumped into her car! Johannes wrinkled his nose and stared at Nathalie with questioning eyes. "Remember when you thought I was in an accident? She bumped into my car that day, and I had to call the insurance. That was why I was late to arrive in my condo," Nathalie thought she needed to explain. Johannes kept his mouth shut and stared at the woman in front of them. He sighed and held Nathalie's hands. "Le
Everything was going the right way in the past months of Johannes and Nathalie being together. They are official, yet no one knows about their relationship. Only a few close to the two of them know that they are dating each other officially. "When are we going to let everyone know about us?" Johannes asked, staring at the woman who was busy reviewing the content of the meeting this morning. He was annoyed when Nathalie ignored him and continued reading through the pile of papers. Johannes was lying down on her lap, but her attention was on the files she was reading. "Nathalie," he called her name. The woman moved the papers away, giving way for her to see Johannes's pouting face. He looked like a child who was dying to get his parent's attention. What a baby! "Hmm?" Nathalie asked before looking at the papers again. She even held a pencil and encircled the parts that needed revisions. Johannes was finally irritated by that, and he sat up to level with her face. He snatched the file
Johannes carefully placed Nathalie on the bed while the woman clung her hands around his neck. They kiss passionately as Johannes pushes her gently. She moaned when the man removed her garments. She slowly pulled his necktie and unbuttoned his shirt. Johannes smirked. He does not know that the woman has this side to her. He was about to kiss her again when she winced in pain. Johannes panicked when he saw her wincing. He suddenly furrowed his brows as he checked her condition. "Why? What's the problem?" he asked. Nathalie stared at his worried eyes and forced a smile. "Sorry, but it really hurts," "Want me to massage it?" Johannes asked without hesitation. He placed his hands on her belly and slowly massaged it. Nathalie stared at him, and she subconsciously played with the tip of his hair. She realized it when those amber-colored eyes stared through her soul! "I--" she was interrupted when her phone suddenly rang and filled the room with the noise it created. Nathalie reached