She was so defensive that she raised her voice and interrupted Sandra and Kian's sweetness; they were now looking at her with confused expressions on their faces due to the noise she caused. "What happened?" Sandra inquired. Her smile was forced. "I-I'm sorry, I just screamed because it felt like a cockroach was crawling up my leg." "Lucius? Is there a cockroach here?" Sandra elevated her legs on the chair in fear. "Why do you have cockroaches in your condo, and why are you not cleaning it?" Lucius stood up and shook his head, carrying his own plate and placing it in the sink. Her gaze was fixed on the young man's every action. He looked at her before leaving the kitchen. Lucius was just sitting on the terrace, taking in some fresh air and pondering on what had happened the night before. He was more concerned with that than with his problems. In frustration, he rubbed his face with his two palms. He was upset with himself, but he couldn't stop himself from being annoyed by the wo
Estella wasn't sure which stance she would adopt. She was restless after telling Lucius not to be nice to her because she might fall for the young man. She had been turning around on the bed and was unsure of her position. She admitted the truth to him and couldn't have been more careless with what she said. She wants to escape as soon as possible because she doesn't want her heart to fall for the young man. You'd think that at her previous job, a lot of people tried to flirt with her. But her response was always, 'I don't want to; that's not on my mind yet because my priority is my family.' Gosh! Then she'll fall for someone she shouldn't have because they're so different. A big. NO! Never. "What brings you here?" She was anxious and unsure of who was speaking near her room door—whether it was the police or Lucius' manager. "I'm here because I'm worried about you," says a woman. She tried to eavesdrop on the conversation through the tiny gap in the door and saw the lady the youn
"I'm so sorry but I have to call a guard." After Lucius said that, Estella got even more nervous under the bed. The two argued for a while before the guards arrived and seized Vanessa, who was still making a noise. Estella was horrified by what she saw and felt bad for Vanessa. Because Vanessa was able to be pushed away by Lucius, what else could Estella possibly be? Estella's self-confidence remained low even further. That is nothing to be proud of. "Get the hell out of there." It was Lucius' voice. She crept out from under the bed and stood in front of the young man with a line of irritation on his face. She felt that her character was very shallow in front of the young man like she was worthless trash. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to listen in on your talk with Ms. Vanessa, and I assure you I have no intentions," she said, bowing to the young man. "Do you know that if you hadn't been able to hide, you may have ended up in jail? And the netizens might even have celebrated you and
She took a deep breath and braced herself for the inevitable realization that hit her like a ton of bricks: she had to clean the entire condo. Since she arrived at the young man's condo, Liam had not let a cleaner in, so she was the one who cleaned every day. She started cleaning and cleaning every part of the condo. She wiped down displays, cleaned the kitchen, swept, and now she is mopping the floor. While Estella was mopping the floor, she didn't notice that a small figurine had fallen. And she accidentally stepped on it, so she lost her balance. She closed her eyes because she knew what was going to happen next. And that's exactly what happened; she saw stars as she fell to the floor. "Ouch!" She screamed because of the sudden and intense pain she was feeling. "My ass..." She rubbed her butt when she felt the pain from falling to the floor. She hit the unforgiving floor; she fell hard, and she didn't know if she would be able to stand up in that position. She didn't intend to
"Keep quiet. I'm going to sit you down on the sofa and then you need to rest there for a while. You're injured, and I don't want you to strain yourself." He carefully butted her away from struggling, before gently sitting her down on the sofa. She couldn't help but smile. She could smell the young man's sweet, fragrant scent; here she was again, and sending her feelings for the young man. "Wait, there's a broken figurine I need-" "I'll take care of it." The young man answered immediately. "B-but-" "No buts. Go to sleep." The voice says it with such authority. "Thank you, but I'm not sleepy. I should even cook because I know you're hungry-" Lucius cut her off with a smile. "I will cook. I know you're hungry too, wait for me here, okay?" He said with a small, but still noticeable, grin on his lips before going to the kitchen to start making lunch. Something touched her heart because of the young man's sweet, considerate behavior. No matter how much she disobeyed her heart and wa
The young man walked quietly while Estella frowned, and then followed the young man with her eyes; he placed the tray he was carrying on the side table. Will he eat in the room? I don't know what's going through this man's mind. Estella talked to herself because the young man's behavior was strange and off-putting. Lucius smiled and said, "How about breakfast in bed?" "Huh?" She answered while not being able to look directly at the young man. He sat on the edge of the bed, facing her, and offered her a plate of food. "I thought you might be hungry, so I brought you something to eat." He placed the plate of food on the bed next to her. Is the food he brought for her? She had warned the young man not to be too nice to her because she was about to fall for it, and that was what she feared would happen. Last night, he also prepared a meal for her. And now here he is, again. She's not sure what to think or how to feel, but one thing is for sure: she can't keep ignoring him. "Why did y
Why is the young man acting this way toward her? Is he chastising her? Maybe it's because it's enjoyable to watch her go insane and then leave when he knows she's falling. She stopped thinking when she felt him land on the bed, and she knew the young man was behind her. But she stopped even more when she heard the sound of the blower, and she felt a tickle on her neck as he applied the blower to her hair. She wanted to take the blower from the young man and tell him to stop, but she couldn't open her mouth or move her body. "Lucius?" Estella called the young man's name. "Hmm?" It's a sweet voice. Estella sips milk before continuing to speak. "I've told you I don't want you to be good to me, right?" "Yes, but did I really say yes?" The response battered her chest. "But, if you're just punishing me, may the punishment be different? Don't play with my feelings, don't play my heart; you can come up with a lot of ways to punish me. Just please, don't-" "Just like?" He asked as the
"Lucius, I told you to manage our company, not be an actor, and now what? Look what's happened; all you've worked for has just gone in a flash." "Mom, why did you invite me here? Is there an important event?" he asked his mother, ignoring what his father was saying to him, which he had no intention of listening to. "Lucius. It's time for you to take responsibility in our company.” His father said sternly. "You must understand that you can't just do whatever you want without considering our business. Your mother and I have invested a lot of time and money into this company, and you need to show respect for that. You need to make sure to take the necessary steps to ensure that our investments are protected and that the company is run properly.” “No, I don’t want to be involved in your company.” “Lucius, son, why won't you listen to your daddy? We just had dinner together.” Before, Lucius listened to what his dad was saying; now the situation is very different because, when he looke