The Royal Series 02: The Royal Wooing

Chapter 24

LAURICE

Kuya and Ate are having the party sa isang hotel and the media has probably caught wind of it dahil Chris planned to park his car through the valet. But we couldn't get out of the car agad because of the paparazzi there.

"I'll drive to the lot na lang," Chris said.

He tried to move the car out of the hotel entrance pero the paparazzi were surrounding his car. Their muffled voices were screaming his name, probably recognized his car's plate number or something.

"These fuckers," I heard him mutter under his breath and clucked his tongue before he pulled his phone out of his pocket.

Something got stuck in my throat when I heard what he said so I coughed.

"You okay?" Chris asked and I nodded pero he reached for the tumbler placed near the hand brake and handed it to me. "I haven't drank from there. Also, pagdating ng guards, I'll get out of the car first then I'll help you out, okay? These people really don't know where to draw the line."

I wanted to scream or act crazy because that's what I feel. Crazy.

Chris is this cool guy you'd get along with despite him being a lawyer and a prince. He has this calming smile and aura, almost always so to see him pissed off? I don't know aside from it's something. To keep myself from smiling, I just drank from his tumbler. It also did not take a while for his bodyguards to surround his car.

He was accompanied by two when he went out and the door to my side only opened when he was by the door. I immediately took his hand para bumaba and just my luck. I felt one of the cameras hit my head. Medyo napatigil ako ron at napabitaw ako sa arm ni Chris pero agad akong nakaramdam ng hawak sa kamay ko.

In no time, we were inside the hotel room.

"Sorry about holding—what happened?" He asked.

"I think a camera hit me," I answered while caressing the spot that hurt a little.

Napatigil ako sa pag-soothe sa spot when I felt Chris' fingers brush against mine. Now it was him who's slowly rubbing circles on the sore spot and when I looked up, he was almost—he's really glaring at them.

"Let's go na," I called him.

Kinailangan kong hatakin yung sleeve ng damit n'ya because it seemed like he was compensating for being unable to say all the things he wanted to say by glaring at them for that long. Lumapit kami sa lobby and before we could, or maybe I could ask since Chris was still occasionally looking back, a staff of the hotel said that they'll guide us to the room.

"I'm okay," I told Chris.

Kita ko kasi sa distorted reflection n'ya sa lift doors na he keeps on looking at my head. "If you want to check if there's a scratch or something, go ahead." I told him.

Agad ko nga atang naramdaman yung kamay n'ya and I had to swallow the lump on my throat because he's close. Close enough that I can smell his cologne and I can hear and feel him breathe. He sighed before he retracted his hand.

"If only they weren't blocking my car."

The lift made the dinging sound before opening and we walked behind the hotel staff. We walked and made two turns before I saw the familiar faces of Ate and Kuya's guards who opened the door as soon as they saw and greeted the two of us. We immediately heard the loud party music inside.

"Hoy Christopher Adler akala ko igho-ghost mo na naman kami!"

"'Di mo naman sinabi na kaya pala 'di ka sumama sa amin kanina eh dahil kasama mo kapatid ni Logan!"