Chasing The Wild (Del Galiego Series #2 || ON-HOLD)

CHAPTER 7: SNAPSHOTS

She will do everything if I successfully do our deal.

Will Maurice do that?

Ugh! I think so.

If I made Kleya fall in-love with me. I won.

Hindi ko alam bakit bigla ako sinali ni Maurice sa kalokohan sa pinsan niya. Then. I remembered what they are talking about before. The marriage. Uso sa pamilya ata nila ang fix marriage. Pag naiisip ko na ikakasal nga si Kleya ay sumasakit na ulo ko–ay puso pala. Hay! heto na naman ako sa kalandian ko.

Napapa isip ako kung makaya ko kayang pa inlabin si Katleya? she's straight mahihirapan ako. Kung magwagi man ako edi maganda. Crush to lovers. ehe.

Bumalik ako sa deck para hanapin si Kleya. The yacht's deck was a chic haven, adorned with plush sofas that cradled the three. Busy si Anastasia na nakikipag kwentuhan kay Maurice. Habang si Penelope naman ay nasa kabilang tabi ni Maurice, busy ito sa pagkuha ng selfie ng sarili habang hawak hawak ang aso niya. The sunlight played on their faces, casting a warm glow on the familial tableau.

Caught in the midst of this vibrant scene, I hesitated at the periphery, my eyes inadvertently meeting Maurice's. Panic surged through me, and I quickly averted my gaze, pretending to be engrossed in the distant horizon. Kakaiba ang tingin niya sakin ngayon na para bang pag di ko ginawa ang gusto niya ay ibabato niya ako sa dagat.

Hinawakan ko ang buhok ko tinatanggay ng hangin sabay tingin sa paligid para hanapin si Katleya. Umalis muna ako sa deck para malayo muna sa tatlong Del Galiego lalo na sa isa. Searching for Kleya on the yacht, I stepped into the fancy cockpit. It was all sleek with polished surfaces, buttons, and screens that blinked with colorful lights. The captain's chair looked like a throne, and the wide windows framed the endless ocean outside.

There, I spotted Kleya, hands on the wheel, steering the yacht with focus. The hum of the engines filled the room, and the sunlight painted everything in warm hues. It was like a high-tech control room on a floating palace.

I cleared my throat, breaking the ambient quiet. "Mind if I join you?"

Kleya spared a quick glance and offered a welcoming smile. "Not at all. Take a seat."

So, I sat beside her, watching the waves and trying not to act too fascinated by her yacht-driving skills. I admired the way she controlled the yacht, her focus unwavering. With the gentle sway of the boat, our shoulders brushed, since pareho kaming naka dress ay nagtama ang balat namin. Ang lambot ng balat niya! I secretly bite my lower lips dahil sa biglang naisip.

"Quite the captain, aren't you? Steering not just the yacht but maybe... steering into my heart?" I grinned.