Angkinin Mo Ako, Kuya Troy (SPG)
Rich kid, ey?
Troy silently starts the engine after he fixed my seat belt and drive off ourselves to who knows where. But for about seconds later, my nose wrench when I smell something unfamiliar. My lips set into a grim line as I again inhale the scent, feminine scent specifically and surely it isn't mine for glory's sake.
“What's wrong, princess?” Napansin ni Troy ang pagsimangot ko.
“Do not princess me just yet. Where's your perfume?”
“What? Bakit?” He stretches himself into me and smells me pathetically. “You still smell heavenly, no bad smells at all. What bothers you?”
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