na's

Beep!!

ed my phone on the

hi

nd me. I checked the side of the road and saw the big clearance. I was

ed the car, bending down to

, where

seat touching the floor bu

Beep!!

ound made me jump and hit my

I rubbed

I sat up and faced the car to have a glimpse at the drive

. I already parked here. He can't have me moved near the long bushes and un

already figured out his problem. I heave

, where

he glass window made

shirt and blue denim jeans. Obviously the driver of that blue car. Hmm..

ve his car? Or else he's an arrogant

r window down. What a nerve comin

well. Look

the grinning face of none other but the person I loathed to meet or come across--- I avoided

hoice. I'm face to f

ked me. I inhaled deeply before I m

ld never ever go wrong, Mr. Carter Monteiro. I made my tone firm and co

kle that made me angrier. Everyth

asking you that. What

your business."

t I could easily read-- that I was a stupid dumb bi

amn what he thinks, no

." He continued and heard h

. I would argue with him till mor

the word me and made su

turn to let out a b

rogant asshole. As i

be buying the land he was standing at. I

me an odd expression. "C

nd saw the NO PARKING

I did it in front of this irritating jerk who

wn to my back and my temple burn

u could be charged of ille

started the car. I moved the car across the road and parked beside the Old Smit

nd parked his blu

not be interested in buying the museum. His family ventured on hotels, shopping mal

rare art pieces for his girlfriend. Besides, Mr. Murphy told

ess, it was exactly three in the afternoon, ti

ed for my phone under the seat, even moved the seat backw

g my phone with me. It never left my s

re in Thailand for a week's vacation and

ened and there stood my nemesis

sw

was nothing but a devil. I could see clearly the flames that surrounded him-- like HD T

Hot

dly hot, strikingly handsome, charming, very simple an

rt and denim jeans. When he attended a party, he would only top hi

because he was elusive. Playing hard to get to all the girls because he was verry

with a bow. As always, he was back a

thout looking at him. He re

he wide marbled ascending stairs to

ile trailing behind me, then

e him. I had enough of him. He was like a child pestering me

my breasts! I stepped backwards, embarrassed at the near inci

in a wry smile, as his eyes shi

problem?" I

Nothing." He answered and walked