Chapter 4 4

EARL'S POV

The face of being pleasured was written on his handsome face. He sighed heavily and hadn't removed his hand that had been gripping so tightly in my hair.

I feel glad when he finally looks at me with his cheeks burned and with eyes that are totally different from the way he looked at me.

Eye to eye as I noticed that his brown eyes are very wild. I was slowly melting when we stared at each other, the way his hot stares landed into me made me sweat fiercely all over my body that I couldn't stop looking at him.

"Is it good?" I asked and he didn't respond.

"You're so beautiful, up there. Are you aware of that? You're certainly seducing me. " I said and he isn't responding at all.

I was shocked when he suddenly stood up and luckily, I was able to support him. I held the back of his shoulder tightly for he almost fell.

"Are you okay??" I worriedly asked and he ignored me, again and pushed me.

"Déjame en paz. Recuerda, me cortaré el dedo índice si eso sucede." He says.

"Can't understand you," I say, seriously. I don't understand.

"I've never thought that a self billionaire like you doesn't understand the language of the country you choose to stay in! You better go back to the place where you were born. El Pendejo!"

'What the hell.'

"Spanish breeds are very hot headed huh? El Pendejo." I copied what he said, the word is very good to hear though.

" What the fuck?!" He said while gracefully glaring at me.

" You look so hot, El Pendejo. Don't worry, you're going to be mine." I say as I wink my other eye on him.

"Vete a la mierda." He answered and looked away.

"You're so beautiful, seriously." I say as I come closer to him."¡¿Por qué me pegaste ?! eh, ¡¿Cómo te atreves ?!""

" I guess, you better teach me how to speak your language because I don't understand what you are saying. Oh, please. El Pendejo, English policy only," I say while smirking. He really put me in a good mood.

" Why did you punch me? How dare you!"

"Ok, I get it. I don't apologize for being rude, but you dared to injure my Buggati and I don't tolerate that kind of behavior. Luckily, it doesn't have any scratches and I'm thankful for that." I say, I think I overreacted to what happened. I think I hallucinate again, tss.

He is just looking straight at my eyes while I am sweating with bullets.

Seriously, this guy..

"Alright, so leave me alone. " He said.

" So we're friends?! I mean, do you like me already?! In just a sudden-" I was about to say something meaningful as he cut me off.

"Shut up! What the fuck are you saying?! Do you have some problems on your mind?!" He shouted and was glaring at me.

"Shut up! What the fuck are you saying?! Do you have some problems on your mind?!, hehe" I imitated him.

"Uh..by the way, if you wondered about the police thingy. You know, I'm an influential person and I have a huge communication, connection and everything. That's why, it takes a thousand years for you to get me into prison or you cannot get me into it, no matter what." I say

"I know this is difficult for you but i wish you to heal as soon as possible. And I hope that we can get along with each other because we are going to be working together for months or years? What do you say?" I added because he is silent and still glaring at me, I can't read what this idiot thinks.

"About what happened a while ago-"

"Don't mention that, forget it." He says.

"Alright Mr. Salandron, people may forget what happened in the past but they will never forget how you made them feel at that time." I said, he's hilarious.

"As you know, I'm a businessman and also an Architect. I have a few designs that I wanted you to look at, I want your opinion of it. I want you to build a mansion for me so that I won't be staying in a Hotel when I want to have a vacation here. And allow me to pay back by doing good deeds to you. Lastly, I don't apologize to people. Remember that," I said of this boring silence, this is what I planned when I remembered him, he made me erect this early morning though, can't believe it either.

" Why did you choose to become an Architect, hmm? And what are you doing here in the United States? You lived in the Philippines when you're just a child so you're half Filipino and you studied in Spain before so you have a Spanish bloodline, am I right?;No wonder, Mr. Salandron, what a breed!" I gracefully say.

"Why do you care?" He says.

"How do you fucking know, you stalker!" He added.

"Don't question me, answer me." I said.

"That's none of your business, know where you stand." He says.

"Do you think I'm that dumb? I know I'm standing, you dumbass." I say and I think he almost chuckled a really little, maybe 0.1% but stopped it.

So this person find me funny and dumb? How could he?

"How do I know? Well, that's a secret," I added.

"Anyways, you can ask me anything too?? Hmm..hmm. You may,."

"I'm not interested in a person that has a mental illness, just like you," He said.

"Really, Mr. Saladron?? I'm impressed, you are certainly a professional liar. Such a thing like that is what I cannot accept. That doesn't stick in my vocabulary. Remember that."

Demitrio's Pov

I was shocked because this was the very first time a man had touched me. I can't stop thinking about that moment, I'm blank.

Is there a difference when men do such a thing of yours?

My vision seemed to blur when he began entering and exiting his mouth, I could still feel his mouth wrapping around my cock.

It was as if I were floating in space that I could barely breathe.

I could still remember it, fuck.

What the fuck I have done?

Why does he know too much?

Media don't even know about my personal information, how come?

This fucker is seriously making me a lot nervous. I really can't control speaking Spanish whenever I'm so mad and sad, same thing.

"Stop saying nonsense, forget what happened!" I say. I am startled right now for he came near me and kneel, I could feel how hot my face is, fuck!

"Why is this standing all of a sudden? It died a while ago, just how? Can you explain it?" He looks so surprised to see my manhood standing, again.

Just what the fuck is this person?

"Please stay away, please.." I say, motherfucker.

"What are you begging for? Oh, please stop seducing me. May the holy god of yours be with you." He said while acting like a priest in front of me with his hand gestures of the cross.

What the hell.

I can't stand this man.

I immediately covered my manhood with what he was doing.

I then remembered the lord. Lord, I'm sorry this won't happen again, ever.

Does this person have some brain disease?

"Just please stop. I'm going home," I say. Seriously, I can't stand this motherfucker.

"Are you alright?" He asks, I don't know if he is concerned, it is not expressed in his eyes though.

His eyes, I cannot see anything inside of it.

It looks like nothing but full of unexpressed emotions.

As his skin is pale and white like snow and his eyes are barely opening and is tired, he has some black bags below them.

One look at him, you will know that he is a cold hearted bastard.

" You want me to take you home? You show some affection, huh? Alright, no problem." He said while smiling.

He looked cute, a little bit. His lips formed a heart the time he smiled.

"What else do you need, anything else?" He asked.

"Uh, I don't want people to see me walking terribly." I say.

"Well, that's okay. I can grant your wish but first," He moves his body towards mine, it is like a slow motion. "Kiss me." He whispered, I felt his breath in my ears as he then leaned on me.

Don't his eyes hurt from staring at me? Weirdo.

He's making me have cold feet.

"Wait, I'll have a call for a moment.." He said.

You're not even my lover, I thought.

He turned around and was talking to someone on his phone as I could see the enormous shape of his back.

His shoulders were shaped like two sides of a square and were very tall. After a few minutes, men in tuxedos entered the office, it's like a scene in an action movie. There are so many I couldn't count them.

"Cover this disable man, he's afraid to be seen by many. Make sure no one can see him, huh!? Do you hear me?!" He shouted.

"Yes, Sir." Their voices are so loud as they answer him.

When you are rich though.

I could feel their eyes while I am sitting here and fucking still in pain.

About what happened earlier.

"Is it good?" He asked. I don't know if I will be able to answer him. I am thinking about it again!

I breathed a lot of air while he stared at my face for a very long time. I cannot think what this man is thinking right now.

"You look so handsome up there, " He said.

I suddenly realized reality,

What am I doing?

His face looks about to burst out for being so red.

I do not know why I can't help but to stare at him. Nothing, I just my two eyes to see how he-

Ugh, stop it brain!

Like what he said, I am guarded now by these men all surrounding me. There are so many and I seem like an actor that people are whispering all about.

They don't have any trust in our company's metal roof. I feel like an action star in a movie and a very important person in what they do because they block me. It's like reporters waiting outside just to interview me.

"They're walking too slow Sis,"

"Who's that?"

"I don't know,"

"They're from the CEO'S OFFICE, "

"Mhmm!"

"Is that Mr. Monteiro?"

"Maybe,"

"The tall handsome man who entered the company ??! "

"Oh my goddd!"

Really, that's what you all are talking about now.

It's frustrating to think that he is the one who helps me. I will never forget that he touched me, this fucker is just so annoying. I feel pain because he is beside me, Ugh!

EMILIO'S POV

This is the first job Boss Earl asked us to do.

"What's this smell?" James asked in surprise.

"What smell?" I answer.

What nonsense to begin with this dumbass.

Boss is not seen as kind because he doesn't look obviously kind, both in appearance and body. He has many tattoos on his skin and has many piercings.

Suddenly, we saw him approaching us while we hung out drinking together.

Of course, we welcome him.

That's where it started and we are very grateful that he gave us plenty of money one by one when one of my friends jokingly asked him for money.

We refused because it was just a joke but he said

he gave it wholeheartedly in exchange for the

job he offered us.

"The smell of yourself when you're done with your wife," He whispered.

"I don't have a wife. I don't understand what you're saying, stop speaking already." I said, what a waste of time with this fool.

Earlier, we'd only been hanging out at the resort for a week that Boss rented.

We are free to swallow food there and there.

Our schedule is that all of us will come to the resort early in the morning and leave in the afternoon.

The rest of the time we'll be spending our time with our family who are very proud of us right now because this is a miracle that we worked already.

Unlike before, we were just around the corner, drinking and gambling.

There are so many of us that we don't know some.

It's like we're in a procession because we are walking at a very slow pace.

Just what happened to this person?

Why did he have a hard time walking?

Does he have a disease?

Oh yeah! I remember, he's disable that's why he's afraid to be seen? Ugh, I can't understand this situation.

We look like rich gangster a battalion because of

what we're wearing.

Well, this is the first time I'm wearing this type of cloth.

Some Cars were parked outside as others could not enter the parking lot because it was full and a single car couldn't fit in.

When I opened the door of the office, I immediately saw the startled reaction of the people while those who were busy standing slowly stepped aside of our path.

What is the relationship of the Boss with this guy?

"Emilio," Boss called.

"I'm here," I say.

"Lead them all to go." He ordered.

"Yes. Boss." My answer, I remove obstructed parked vehicles in the area.

He then closed the window of his Buggati Veyron and fast as the wind, he turned on the engine and disappeared.

"Cool!"

"I hope I have a car like that too"

"It's enviable.."

"If it was just me, I wouldn't stop driving"

"I hope I am that rich.."

"What else when you're rich?"

Commenting by a few.

"It's like we're now going home, brothers and sisters." I replied.

Why did he summon a battalion of his men?

Does he owe someone here?

It seems like nothing, nevermind. What am I thinking?

EARL'S POV

"Where can I drive you off?" Myself started a

conversation again.

" In my apartment" He answered shortly.

"Okay but what exactly do you mean by that?"

"I'll just show you."

"Answer the damn question,"

"I'll teach you." He said.

"So your apartment is on the street?"

"NO,"

"If that is so then, can you tell me about yourself?" I asked.

" You're supposed to be asking me for directions," He answered, ``Is your house on the street? I thought.

"I don't think so, I can just drop you off in the street"

This guy, I've never felt interior to someone except them, and i had always been used to being treated highly and more important than anything.

He treated me differently while he treated that guy as a special child , tch they are whispering something that they didn't even tell me!

Ughh! I'm so mad!

As time goes by, I slowly face reality and figure out what is the biggest mistake that has happened to me ever since I was born.

Why am I thinking?

Whenever I'm mad, I can't control myself to remember those things that drive me more into madness.

What the heck?

I can't deny that they are my parents and I am their child until now. I don't know why am I remembering them right now, is it because I am annoyed by this goddamn traffic and mad at them for flirting in front of me?!

Or should I hire a personal psychiatrist? Just a waste of money, someone helping me? I can't accept that, I'm not a fool and I can calm myself down with my medicine, my baby's.

When i realized of how my world runs, i wanted

those toxic people who's always been in my head

to feel amazed by me.

What am I thinking? ugh!

That time, I swear to myself that I'll prove to every single person in this world that I don't need anyone to provide for me.

Why am I thinking about it again?

I DON'T NEED THEM ANY AT ALL.

I DON'T NEED THEM ANY AT ALL.

*BEEP! *BEEP! *BEEP! *BEEP!*

That thought made me so mad. Time is

running and i don't think i can hold my patience

for this goddamn traffic!

Many different cars were stuck and my baby is one of them!

Back then when I was in England, I really didn't like traffic for the reason that I would automatically lose my appetite to drive.

Because I knew I could only crash cars, I knew I had 0.00 percent patience!