19: Ella

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She was so beautiful when she was intoxicated with lust. Who would have thought her angry state would be even sexier?

Besides Tatay Jessie and Mafe, nobody had ever made me laugh like this.

I followed her before she got out of the building. I still want to spend time with her. Besides, I didn't intend to bed her. She just started it. It wasn't all my fault after all.

"Jema!"

I called her name as I was running.

I held her arm because she doesn't look like she's going to face me if I don't.

"Slow down, will you?"

She didn't answer; rather, she swung her fist on my face, but I was swift to dodge it.

"Oooh, feisty. I like that."

I sweetly smiled at her for what she just did. Then suddenly, a slap landed on my face and echoed through the hallway.

Fuck, the whole office just witnessed that.

"Leave me the fuck alone."

She even pointed her finger at me.

Cute. That seems to be a challenge.

She went outside to hail a cab, but I caught up with her.

"Where do you think you're going?"

We're now standing outside the building. I'm still holding on to the side of my face, which she just hit.

"Home, obviously."

She scowled at me.

"It's office hours, and you're my personal assistant now."

I can't erase the smile from my face, even after I got whacked.

"Argh, what do you want?"

She placed both her hands on her waist and stared daggers at me.

"Breakfast with me."

I can even feel my eyes disappearing while looking at her, all fed up right now.

"Fine. I don't really have much of a choice."

She let out a heavy sigh.

"What food does your stomach mostly desire right now?"

I asked her while holding onto her arm.

She removed my arm using her thumb and her middle finger.

"You should keep some distance from me. It's for your safety, really."

She sarcastically told me, but I just smiled at her.

"So, where do you want to eat?"

I asked her again.

"I want Thai food."

Her mood lightened.

"Then Thai food it is."

I guided her to the cab; she just hailed and opened the door for her. I even placed my hand on her head so she wouldn't hit her head while she got in.

Wow, when did I become like this again?

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