My Billionaire Bodyguard

Chapter 47

My mother gave me a bone-chilling cold stare as soon as I stepped into her office. Her expression was harsh as she stood with her arms crossed while leaning on her table. She didn't speak, but her eyes said a lot to me. Sa klase ng tingin ay alam ko nang tungkol ito sa akin at kay Pristine, Even though we've already talked about it, and I said no when she asked if I had feelings for Pristine, she hasn't let up on the topic——it's as if she's certain about what she thought.

Wala akong balak na magsinungaling sa pagpunta ko dito para lang manatili ako sa mga Vera Esperanza, I knew I couldn't lie to her because she would find out right away if I was lying. Mas mapapalala lang ang sitwasyon ko kung hindi ako magsasabi ng totoo.

She's my mother, I know how she thinks. At inaasahan ko nang nasa dulo na rin siya ng pasensiya niya. Her expression tells me.

"I am deeply disappointed in you, Elijah Clementine."

Pagkasabi niya non ay tumalikod siya sa akin, But just as she turned her back to sit in her chair, I felt her throw a sharp object toward me. I tilted my head to avoid it, but it still grazed my face, and I felt blood flowing down my cheek.

Napalingon ako sa likod ko sa may pinto kung saan tumama ang bagay na ibinato niya sa akin. Damn. I didn't even saw her holding a knife, or move her hand to get it on her pocket.

"Nagkamali ako ng mga inisip at akala ko ay matibay ka na para ikaw ang ilagay ko sa posisyon bilang bodyguard ni Pristine. I am certain that my cold, emotionless son will not be swayed by any kind of beauty, no matter how beautiful a woman is."

It's not just about the beauty. It's more than that...

"Let's go, Eli."

"Aren't you going to eat with me? Sabayan mo na akong kumain, Eli."

I love how Pristine Felize made me feel that she always wanted me beside her, not just to protect her, but simply to be by her side. Sanay ako na kinakausap lang kapag tungkol sa trabaho, wala akong madalas na nakakasalamuha na ibang tao. But since I've stayed here, I talk more than I did before. She's not forcing me to, and it's not out of pity that I am talking to her. I felt like I was enchanted...

Hell. Enchanted? Really, Elijah

I love the way she looks at me, how her captivating, sparkling eyes meet mine. The excitement is always there, along with the trust. She makes me feel that I am always needed and important.

And everyday I was looking forward to see her, and waiting her to greet me. It was as if I became her diary, too. I am always eager to hear her stories after we got home from school, even about the new things she had just recently discovered.

"Eli, nag-bake ako ng cake! Chocolate cake ito. Sinubukan ko yung napanood ko na easy to bake," hila-hila niya ako sa braso nang marating namin ang kusina. We're alone. No maids around.

"Do you like cakes?"

I looked at the messy thing she made. It was dark and had a lot of rainbow-colored sprinkles on top. There was also a big red line forming a heart shape—it didn't quite look like one.

"Is that cake?" paniniguro ko. Sinamaan niya ako ng tingin, sumimangot rin siya. Pero agad rin na kumuha ng kutsara.

"Aaahh... tikman mo na, dali! Then tell me kung ano ang lasa," she said, I looked at the spoon with a piece of it. At wala akong nagawa kung hindi ibuka ang bibig ko nang iumang niya 'yon sa akin.

"Masarap?" Her eyes blinked and sparkled while waiting for my answer. But I was too caught up in the sweetness of the food she gave me—not to mention that she fed me.