Behind the Glasses

10

The day of being a first intern in my Father's company.

I changed my name to Caesar Kai because I don't want to be treated good just because I'm the son of the CEO.

I thought they would treat me bad but..

As those working people monitoring there laptop, they turned to me and looked like I was money.

“Hello Mr.? Ah! Caesar Kai. You an intern perhaps?" said a man.

I nodded. “Yes Sir."

A man then comes and said, “Ah, our new intern, welcome Mr. Caesar Kai. Here is your new assignment about the new selling location of Mr. Caleb Claude at Los Angeles Resort. Make a report for tommorow, all the heads are there for listening in your report."

I nodded and she gave me an envelope.

“My brother's new selling location? Woah." I whispered.

“How can I be a nerd...at Alfonso?"

I thinked as I walked bringing the envelope.

I can just be absent for a week..

I went to starbucks near Xynna's place and decided to text her.

“Coffee date, my lady?"

Minutes later, she replied.

“I'm busy and even if I'm not busy, I'll reject you."

“My treat. I'm not gonna annoy you, promise"

“No."

“Please, my lady?"

“No."

“Okay, alright, have fun."

I sighed and then opened my laptop and gapped my pocket book.

I ordered a iced americano to boost my energy.

Suddenly, I saw Xynna on the entrance..

IS THAT HER!?!? IS SHE REALLY HEREEEE??

I couldn't hide my smile, she themn approaches me and said

“Look, I'm not here for you, I'm here for the treat."

She said rolling her eyes and raising her eyebrow. I know she's gonna keep up her bratty tone.

“For my treat?" I smiled

***

I rolled my eyes and just sat on the chair. He stands up and said,

“What do you want, my lady?" He said in a respectful and gentle manner.

“My favorite iced drink, if you are really my stalker, then what's-" He suddenly cut me off by saying

“Iced Caramel Macchiato, got it." He said with a warm smile and went to the counter to order.

Nakatulala ako, akala ko hindi niya alam.

Ang random.

Why did I even accepted his dumb offer?!

He then went back to the table and handed me my Iced Caramel Macchiato.

I continued acting like a brat and nonchalant about this.

Secretly, this is a turn on for me.

I stared at him typing in his computer, I sneaked a glance and then suprised that he's making a presentation.

“What's the topic?" I asked