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I stared at the bundles of cute stationery envelopes in my hand and flicked my eyes at the charming lady in front of me.
Just looking at Estela’s blooming face was enough to know that she and Zhander made up.
I suppressed a smile and pretended I was still hurt on the way she acted at me yesterday.
“What’s this?” I asked.
Estela smiled and hopped to my side and embraced me tightly. She took a peek at Cain and whispered, “It’s my collection of my brother’s photos. You can have it as an apology for my behavior yesterday, as well as, thanks for helping Zhander and me.”
My fingers snaked around that bundle of envelopes. Guarding it with my life.
“Tehehehe~. I’ll wait for you in the lobby!” Estela said in a singsong voice and bolted to the elevator, leaving me all alone to battle Cain’s scrutinizing gaze.
“What is it?” he asked.
I avoided his scrutiny and jogged into my room. Determined to lock my treasure inside my vault for me to ogle and fantasize later after school when Cain was still at work.
But of course, Cain was a tall man towering at six feet while I was five feet and seven inches. His slender legs were longer than mine. Before I could grab the handle of my bedroom door, Cain blocked my way and extended his hand.
“Hand it over,” he said, full of authority and arrogance.
Unconsciously, I shifted my hands in my back, away from his chilling eyes.
“Leanna . . . ,” he warned.
Built with the instinct to survive, I dashed to exit my unit. My hand turned the handle when a sturdy pair of arms circled my waist, pulling me in a tight embrace.
Laughter escaped my mouth when Cain tickled me into submission.
Little Pluffy was jolted awake. He didn’t know how to respond to the situation upon seeing Cain tickling me until tears glistened in my eyes. He growled at Cain, but the cold man just threw a piercingly cold stare at him, and the furball curled in a ball. Little Pluffy covered his eyes with his tiny paws as he trembled under the constricted pupils of the ruthless man.
“Ahahaha! S-stop! Aahahaha! S-stop it!” My eyes blurred as my mind became dizzy from the lack of oxygen.
“Leanna . . . Be a good girl and hand it to me.”
I flinched when he plunged his tongue inside my ear, causing the bundle of envelopes to flew out of my hands.
I wanted to stop him from snatching my bundle of fantasies, but the gasping for air became my body’s number one priority.
Cain stared intently at the photos before he looked at me with a plastered smirk on his face.
Ahh . . . My precious . . .
He sat on the sofa, leaned on the headrest, crossed his legs, and pressed his fingertips together as his eyes never left mine.
I stood in front of him and stretched my hand.
“Give it back,” I demanded.
“These photos have my face on it. It belongs to me.”
“That’s not fair! Estela gave it to me.”
“I have the right to my photos.”
I opened my mouth, wanted to retort, but no words came out. After seconds of just staring at each other, I crossed my arms, straightened my back and look down at him. Trying to act all high and mighty.
“I can always ask Estela to give me another one.”
Cain just smirked.
“I wonder who Estela will heed between the two of us.”
I gasped, and my eyes felt like they would pop from there sockets. I couldn’t believe that this man would argue with a sixteen years old teenage girl!
“Leanna . . . How about this . . . A picture for a wish.”
“You don’t want to? I guess I have to burn all of these, then.”
“No! I’ll do it! I’ll do it!” I went on my knees and gripped his waist when he motioned to stand.
Cain smirked and patted my head.
“Good girl, Leanna . . . Now, for my first wish.”
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