Ingrid Alessia’s point of view After five in the afternoon. The whole day, we stayed inside our suite, 'yung kaming dalawa lang. For once, hindi ako nakaramdam ng pagod sa trabaho, kasi all I felt was Leonhardt making it up to me in his own quiet, stubborn way. He didn’t let me lift a finger. Siya ang nag-order ng lunch, siya ang nag-ayos ng table, siya rin ang nagsabi na “Stay there, don’t move, let me handle it.” As if bruises on my skin were enough reason to ground me for life. Pinapanood ko lang siya while his shirt sleeves rolled up, medyo magulo na rin ang buhok niya, nakatalikod lang siya habang naglalagay ng plates. Ang lalaking 'to talaga. Parang naging Personal butler ko na instead na untouchable CEO. “Hey, stop staring,” he said out of the blue, still not looking over. I couldn't help but smirk. “I’m not staring, I’m just enjoying the moment." He glanced back with that cocky half-smile of his. “It’s the same thing.” The whole afternoon went by with small things
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