Corporate Prince

Chapter 35: Feelings

Ana's heart skipped a beat when Seto smiled. It was so sweet she felt she could taste cotton candy in her mouth. What? What the heck? When did he learn to smile like that? Ana looked around at the guests and noticed a few other teen girls that had come with their parents staring at Seto mesmerized. Frickin' idiot. Ana turned and walked away from Seto, her heart beating a mile a minute. For some reason, it bothered her they were staring at him. No, no, no.

She ducked into a side hallway she'd discovered last time her parents forced her to come.

"Ana-chan, wait." Seto gently grabbed her wrist.

Where his hand touched grew warm much too quickly and her heart skipped a beat. She jerked her wrist out of his hand. He seemed a little hurt, but said nothing.

"I... need some fresh air," she said and headed for a door that led out into the garden behind the mansion.

They'd lit up the garden with fairy lights, giving it a magical glow. The night air was warm, but not as hot as the day. She hurried to the middle of the garden and plopped down on the edge of a fountain with a baby cupid in the middle spitting out water. It was only then she realized how badly her feet hurt. Whoever invented high heels was a total masochist. Ana took off her midnight blue heels and rubbed her foot. There was a red spot around her toes and the skin was peeling on her heel. Crud. Blisters. I really shouldn't have danced.

Seto looked down at her, concerned. Ana ignored him, put her feet down, and leaned back, looking up at the night sky. It was a clear night and she could see some stars. Click. Ana froze and looked forward. Seto had taken out his phone, and pointed it at her.

"Did you just take my picture without permission?" Ana growled.

"Oh, would you have given me permission?" Seto chuckled.

She stood up. Her sore feet felt good against the stone pavement. "Of course not. Delete that!"

"I don't wanna." Seto smirked at her.

"That's an invasion of my privacy." Ana growled.

Seto turned away and pouted. "I don't want to."

"You ass. Wait, now that I think about it, this is the second time you've taken my picture without permission. You were supposed to delete the other one after our contract was fulfilled. Did you?" Ana's eyes narrowed.

Seto flinched and looked guilty.

"Amin-chan!" Ana snapped. "You promised to delete it."

"Do I have to?" He looked at her like she'd struck his puppy. "It's a cute picture... You sleeping on my shoulder..."

Ana's face grew warm at the way he phrased it. "No! You promised to delete it. You signed a contract saying you would."

He sighed. "Fine. I'll delete it when I get home."

"Great, now delete that other one too." Ana pointed at his phone.

This time Seto smiled mischievously. "No."

Ah, I'm feeling déjà vu'. Ana tried to grab at his phone, but he held it above her head. This time the smile he gave her wasn't manipulative or evil but boyish and playful. She resisted smacking him this time.

"Amin-chan, please delete it?" Ana did her best to contain her irritation.

Apparently, her plea was more effective this time because he looked a little sad.

"I don't want to." He restated and looked at his phone, conflicted.

"Why not? You'd rather piss me off than delete that picture?" Ana glared at him.