[ian]I don’t know what’s with Amanda.Confessing isn’t that hard.Especially when you both know the outcome of your confessions.For me, I could see that if one of them confesses how they felt for each other, things would be a lot easier.Like its not hard for me to tell.That Hunter and Amanda had feelings for each other.Stealing glances.Cheeks blushing.Exchanging sweet words.Argh!Sometimes, they sore my eyes.But seeing how happy the boss was whenever he laid his eyes on her, well, who am I to interfere?Hunter deserves a woman like Amanda.Feisty yet tamed easily.She’s very creative too and witty.And I didn’t see anything wrong with that.“Ian? What did you say to Amanda?”I snapped from my thought when the boss asked me.I shall give the POV to him now.I’m just a supporting character in this novel.

[katalina]Hunter wouldn’t allow me to go home at first.But I used all my energy to force him to let me go home.I couldn’t think straight whenever I’m in his mansion.It’s hard to explain.The only thing that I wanted to happen is to get laid by him.That's all I want to happen.I know that I look very thirsty for Hunter's cock.But I can't satisfy the strong desire for him.And Hunter is the same as me.I was a little annoyed because Ian kept teasing me in the car while he drove me home.I am alone in my apartment. It's not too spacious or too tight.This is just right for a single renter like me.Everything I need is complete. Microwave, oven, toaster, and fridge.I am not a materialistic person. I only buy what I need and then want is next.I finished eating breakfast with Hunter.He always praised what I cooked. Even if I only cooked a simple breakfast.Fried eggs, spam, and fried rice.I was hypnotized by Hunter's eyes.And his sweet smile. Makes my day.As I was thinking about

Jerry spoke. Which made me forget about the white Cadillac. But at the back of my head, I'm quite certain that my eyes were laid on it once. I just forget the exact location. "But this doesn't mean that you should not speed up, Katalina." Jerry made it clear. I nodded my head as if he could see me right now. "I understand, Sir. And I apologize if I'm a bit late." "What's your excuse this time?" He asked. I bit my lower lip. "Sir, there is no excuse," I responded. "The reason why I haven't started writing shit about him is that I couldn't find one. And you know too well that written articles are best when they are supported with evidence," I sighed. Honestly speaking, this is how I stand with every article I make. The credibility of the words and information goes back to the writer or the author itself. Because if I were to create false narratives, people would surely recognized it easily. Now that Hunter is loved, adored, and cherished by the public. Our odds of tarnishing

I was dumbfounded when Preston sat across. My eyes widened in disbelief. "O-Oh. H-Hi?" Even without the cow boy dress up thing, Preston looked hot. Why have I never thought of this before? He flashed a charming smile. His dimples showed up. Making his looks more appealing. Preston chuckled. "So, what brings you here again? Are you looking for some scoop? Tea? Interview?" He chuckled. "Because I'm down for it," he added, followed by a wink. It made me laugh. "You're quite funny. But if your boss sees you sitting in front of me, wouldn't he or she yell at you? Either chances of getting fired?" Preston shrugged his shoulders. "Nah. Our boss is a busy guy too. In fact, he's kind. He treats his employee with respect. And tells us that we can rest so long as the customers are satisfied," he explained. I nodded my head. "Wow that's kind of impressive—" I stopped speaking when my stomach growled. My gazes met Preston's. He stood up. "I'll order something for you. I'll be right bac

[hunter]I was about to go back to my room when my phone vibrated.At first, I tried to ignore it.Because it was s text message from an unknown number. I don’t know who it is.But I am guessing that it’s one of those people who wanted to get my attention.But too bad, my attention is fixed to Amanda only.So, I tried to ignore it.But just when I was about to put my phone in my pocket, I received a countless message alert.Led to curiosity, I opened them.And I was stunned for a moment.I couldn’t find the right words to say something.As if I swallowed my own tongue too. I can’t utter a single word.The next thing I knew is that I clenched my jaw tightly.I felt my blood boil in rage.And I also felt like killing someone.I have never felt this type of anger in my whole life.Just now.As I rewatch the images on my phone, keeping and swiping from left and right.It was Amanda.With a man.The same man that I saw in the horseback riding sesion.“That bastard!”In a blink of an eye, I