AshMatt Fan Fiction
What happens when the superstar meets the coldest, most arrogant bodyguard in the country?
What will happen when the best in his field ends up babysitting a Popstar?
Will they be compatible or will they get on each others nerves...
It was four thirty in the afternoon. He didn't say much, but maybe that was best. There was nothing worse than a driver who talked.
Sarah settled back in the soft leather seat of the luxury car and stared at the back of the man in the driving seat in front of her. Hindi, talagang hindi siya palasalita, more the strong, silent type, ika niya. May malakas na pangangatawan, malawak na balikat at hindi palasalita.
There had been little more than a nod when he had picked her up from her home in Charbel early that morning, and very little since.
Sarah shivered. Heavy rain pouring outside the car. Hindi na siya nakapagpalit ng damit sa pagmamadali.
She hug herself. "Brrr! Pwede mo bang patayin ang aircon sa loob? Maginaw."
His eyes intently fixed on the road ahead, Matteo turned it off. "Can do."
"At pwede mo bang bilisan ang pagmamaneho? Gusto kong makabalik sa Manila bago abutin ng gabi."
"I'll do my best," he said calmly.
He would drive only as fast as conditions demanded, no more and no less.
Matteo's face was hidden, but he flicked a glance at the rearview mirror to see Sarah placing a scarf over her shoulder.
Kung nakikita lamang siya ni Sarah ay mapapansin nito sa kanyang mukha ang pagkairita. Alam niyang wala itong pakialam kung naiirita man ito.
Isa lamang itong driver, binabayaran para sundin lahat ng pinag-uutos niya at para bantayan ng maigi ang walang kasing halaga na kwintas na nababalutan ng diamante na nakasabit sa kanyang mahaba at maputing leeg.
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He had watched while the stylist and the photographers and all their assistants had fussed round Sarah. He had observed her blank, almost bored look of compliance as she had let them.
He had been pretty bored himself. Watching a magazine shoot seemed to involve one hell of a lot of waiting around.
The waiting he could deal with, if there was a good reason for it, but this had seemed like a complete waste of time.
