Mikhael's Unrequited Love or Is it? (English)

CINCO: THE RIVAL

 photocredits* silmaril 1992*

meet Franco

Monday:

"We could have used my car, this is my meeting anyway, and Markho told Mikhael

"And ruin your pretty dress, no way," says Mikhael while giving her an assessment glance.

Markho's wearing a Teal Knee Length Dress, not too formal, not too casual either.

"You've been looking at me like that since I came out of the house, is there something wrong with my dress or my face?, she asked nervously.

"Nothing, you look perfect", Mikhael assured her.

And they drove in contemplative silence...

Finally, they arrived at the resort. Mikhael have always been the perfect gentleman, opening the car doors, holding her hand and all; to the point that 'Markho even felt like they were on a date.'

Then He just stood there, when Markho started to walk, "You're not coming, she asked him... It's your resort".

"Go ahead, it's your meeting anyway," Mikhael replied with a sad face.

Markho noticed his reaction, and she felt guilty all of a sudden. But she decided to dismiss it and told him "as you wish" then she left.

When she finally entered, "With the way you look tonight, I'm wishing that I’m the one who's waiting for you, not him" Mikhael whispered.

Playing on the background: "The Way You Look Tonight" by Michael Buble

*Thanks to jcalm7

Francos' POV

So this is the famous MarthinaKorazon, beauty & brains combined, not bad, not bad at all. I thought to myself while this beautiful lady approaches.

"Hello Mr. Montez, I'm Engr. Orupat, nice to meet you", she spoke with politeness.

I accepted her stretched hand & gave it a firm handshake... Smooth & delicate hands...

"The pleasure is all mine, if I can be so bold, you look lovely tonight", I replied

She was shocked with my boldness but she carried herself well, "Thank You" she just replied.

We proceeded with the meeting, while having dinner. She's all professional. No cutesy daisies in her, she ate like I'm just a normal person she's dining with. Not like the other women I've met, being cutesy...

"Like I’ve said Mr. Montez"

"Please call me Franco", I interrupted her. She's too formal. "Can I call you Marthina", I asked politely.

"You can call me Markho... Like I’ve said, I still have two ongoing projects. The completion will be in 3 months time. You're offer is really tempting Mr. Montez, but I’ve made a promise to my clients already" she said to me straightforward.

"Call me Franco, please... If I have other projects then after 3 months, can I count you in...? I've seen your works & I really need you in my firm", I replied with my charming smile.

"Okae, let's see in 3 months, but I can't promise you anything, Franco" she replied.

"So meeting adjourned?" I asked her...

She smiled...

"Do you have a boyfriend Markho? Can I visit you from time to time?” I asked her frankly.

I'm just glad she didn't take it offensively. She took it quite well.

"Question 1: No, I don't have. Question 2: it's up to you, if you have time to spare" she replied.

That made my night even better... single and available...

The meeting ended nicely, I walked her to her car, where a guy, with a gloomy face waited for her.

"Franco, this is my friend Mikhael, he's also an engineer". Markho said, already standing next to him.

"Hello, Mikhael, thank you for taking her here tonight", I greeted him with a firm handshake.

"No problem, anything for Markho" he replied stiffly.

"It's getting late. We should go", He addressed it to Markho.

The guy was polite, but there's something with the way He looks at her... COMPETITION huh...

And soon they left...

I was a little disappointed, that I wasn't able to take her home. But, one thing that I am adored for is my ever ending patience.

"I'll make you fall for me, MarthinaKhorazon, whatever it takes" (grins)

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On their way home, there was unnerving silence. When Mikhael, started the engine, they never spoke a word, & it's still a long drive



Markho broke her silence first, "Thank you for tonight".

"You're welcome", Mikhael  replied coldly.

Markho noticed the iciness on his tone and the sudden change of his mood.

"Is there something bothering you, you’ve been so silent, it's not like you, she asked.

"I'm just tired, you made me wait for hours, remember" he replied a tone of sarcasm in his voice.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have let you drive me back & forth, it was my meeting anyway", Markho replied with a resentment tone.

"I didn't mean it that way Markho it's just that, I have too many things in my mind right now", Mikhael tried to explain. He noticed something on Markho's tone that alarmed him. He glanced at her, she's looking outside the window, but he can tell that she's hurt by his words.

"Do you mind if I take a nap" Markho asked Mikhael. The silence took its toll on her & she can't take it. She'd rather feign sleep.

"Sure, I’ll wake you up, when we get there", Mikhael replied.

The sleep feigning Markho planned failed miserably. She fell asleep literally.

They are already in front of her house, but Mikhael doesn't have the heart to wake her.

Mikhaels'POV:

She sleeps so soundly. Maybe she's really tired and to top that, I offended her.

"I don't want to make you sad Markho. But, you were smiling at him, laughing with him, & I was jealous, because I can see the way he looks at you."

And I began to caress her face, trace her lips. It did take a lot of self control, for me not to plant a kiss from those inviting slightly parted lips.

I decided to ring the doorbell, hoping that someone's still awake. And fortunately, their maid still is.

I carried Markho to her bedroom. I looked at her sleeping softly one last time but as I take my leave, something caught my attention. It’s a familiar painting of a house in the wall, with the words MK's dream

I looked at her again, this time with a smile on my face. I leaned over her, kissed her forehead and whispered "Goodnight, My Princess, You'll have my Heart always."

And Markho smiled in her sleep...