MASTERPIECE (ProfXStudent)

CHAPTER 3: CURIOSITY

I heaved a deep sigh after I heard the door closed indicating she's not here anymore.

That kid. The hell she's talking to me that way! Rude. Doesn't she know who she's talking to?

Of course not, Elle. She doesn't know, dummy! I was talking to myself while pouring a glass of water because I needed to drink.

Her presence makes me thirsty. Wh-what? I don't understand why? Why does she affecting me this way? I fucking hate it, hate her.But there is something inside me that I can't explain.

Why am I feeling this? That huge impact when she entered that door... overflowing charisma. To think that she's just wearing a plain white t-shirt tucked in to her blue jeans but overall, its perfect fit for her.

I never complimented anyone before when it comes to appearance. Good thing that I faked it earlier or else she might think that I admire her beauty which, obviously I do. That girl is fucking attractive. I've never met a lady as attractive as I am but her. Oh gosh! What is this? Fuck, No. It's weird.

Why am I even thinking about her? When she was inside the room earlier, I can't help but just to stare at her. She made me lose my focus. This is very wrong.

Oh crap! Why am I imagining ungodly things? Fuck you, Elle. Focus on work. I shook my head convincing myself to drop what is currently forming on my mind.

My attention was caught by a phone call. It's my brother, Lucas.

'Hello bro. What's up?' I answered as I leaned back in the chair.

'Hey sis. Please join me and dad for dinner tonight. Sleep over here too if you can. It's been months since we last saw you. Don't lock yourself in your place. Don't grieve alone.' He requested as he heave a deep sigh.

Yeah. It's been couple of months since I last showed up in the mansion. I just remember mom everytime and it still hurts.

That place is full of her memories. I'm still grieving even though it's been couple of years since she passed away. That's why I decided to live alone and that's the best decision ever.

I really hate showing emotions towards other people. As much as I can, I hide my vulnerability. I cry alone, I grieve alone. I always make sure that I maintain proper composure when I'm around people. No signs of weaknesses. Just pure confidence and authority.

Living at my own place was a huge help. I have peace of mind and I'm proud to be independent. Not really relying on my family's wealth and power.

'Alright bro. Expect me at 8pm tonight.' I answered before dropping the line.

Based on Lucas' voice, he seems very happy knowing that I'll spend the night at Shawn Ventura's residence. Yeah, that's my father's name. We are not really close. He has no time being a father. He's mainly focus on Ventura Empire's chains of businesses. Always busy expanding and maintaining the family position in the business world. What the fuck?! Guess, being a part of the richest family in the country is not something to be proud of.

Mom and I really had the strongest bond. She's my favorite. She's everything to me. I lost the whole world when she passed away. Up until now, I still can't get over it. I think, my soul died with her that day. I'm no longer living. I'm just existing.