Maven and Adrianna were like the sun and the moon. Their paths were meant to cross but not to sync eternally.
Both from prominent wealthy families separated by hatred and vendetta, they should've left it at that. But fate has a funny way to let them...
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"I hope wherever you're taking me, it's not something fancy", I said as I tailed him behind.
Nasa carpark na kami ng Ezkrima. From my vantage, I could already see his Lexus, not so faraway from my Jaguar. In the distant part of my mind that was ever calculating, I wonder where Maven was going with this little game of his.
"Why not? isn't that something you people from old money do? Fine and dine?"
Hands on my hips, I said dryly. "Can't you tell?"
"Hmmm.." Maven's eyes were deep and lustrous darkness, like the shade of ancient oaks. The same gleaming eyes that gave me a once over—from my shoes all the way up but it lingered longer on my legs
"Eyes up here, bozo"
My glare did nothing to deter Maven's grin, and it galled me. For his part, he was obviously amused by my worries, "What's wrong with what you're wearing?"
"Because worn-out shorts, a white racerback and a yeezy don't fit well with something fancy"
He gave me a resigned shrug, started removing his checkered sleeves and wrapped it around my shoulder "Here, wear this", He said.
I felt the warm emitting from his sleeves and I found comfort as I smelled his perfume—a sandalwood mix with spice.
Now clad in a white v-neck shirt, he lay out his hand and demanded, "Keys"
"Why?", I looked at him shrewdly as I arched my brow.
"Hop in and ride with me".
There was no command in his voice, only simple expectation of obedience and what irked me was that he was left undisturbed by my ire.
"What about my—"
"My driver's gonna take your Jaguar from here"
When all were said, I followed him with alacrity and sat shotgun in his Lexus. The ride, wherever he was taking me, was met with silence.
I gave a quick glance down my phone, or just stare out or anything just to ease my nerves.
What if someone sees us?, The thought bothered me somehow.
Dumating kami sa Italianni's at saktong may space pa sa car park. He obviously did not hear me when I told him nothing 'fancy'. I can't help but roll my eyes.
"Table for two sir?"
"Yes please. Under De Talavera"
"Right away here, sir" He said and led us to somewhere secluded.
I was perched on a chair just beside him as we read the menus but mostly, it was Maven who ordered for us. If may reservation nga ito, it means he had planned this from the very beginning.
