"Tell me, how long have you been working for the Healthies90?" Bernard beamed at Clara after pouring the second glass of wine for the young woman.
Clara bit her lower lip and peeked at Bernard. Bernard inhaled and sipped his wine as he ran his thought. 'Mr. Edward was right that this girl has thoughtful mind. I could see from her stare. I must anticipate her tricky minds with combination of her attractive attitudes.' "Five years." Clara sipped her wine. Her red lipstick remained on the tip of the glass as she silently rubbed it off with her thumb. The way she licked the remains of the wine on her lips looked so elegant but at the same point, what she did could emanate his imagination how naughty and wild she would be. Bernard rested his chin on his clenching fist and beamed at her. "Not surprisingly as I could figure out from your sparkling eyes talk anything about you..." He shook the glass in his hand and stirred the wine slowly. "James certainly figure out how potential you are as the ambassador..." Bernard beamed and took a short snap glance at her. Clara who at that night appeared so appealing with a backless grey gown smiled. "I should be lucky to get to know Mr. James." Bernard smirked and stared at the young woman who seemed to play wildly innocent with some hidden thoughtful mind that Bernard was conscious those thoughts needed to explore. "It seems to become a quite interesting story to find out the way Mr. James to get to know with a such girl like you...young, passionate, I could sense you have some objectives that sounds good to achieve..." Clara stroked some of her hair strands away from her forehead and looked calm but also alarmed in Bernard's trained mind. Although the young man hid his curious instinct perfectly under the surface...Bernard turned his sight down for awhile. He wanted to not appear too intimidating for her. "I met Mr. James when he visited my senior high school and I was a captain of the cheerleader team." Clara put a spoon of cheese cake into her mouth. Bernard beamed. "How old were you at the time?" "Sixteen." Clara answered and sipped her wine. Bernard munched the chocolate cake in his mouth. He sliced a bite with his spoon. "Trust me the taste is incredible..." He got the spoon closer to Clara's lips. The young woman widened her eyes as she didn't expect Bernard would feed her in their first dinner time. Clara flickered her eyes and she found the stare of sincere from the young man's eyes. Bernard nodded, kept gazing with his begging look and smirked innocent to make Clara hesitantly opened her mouth. Bernard stared at her and waited for her retort as Clara munched the cake while her hand was covering her mouth. "Am I right?" Clara nodded her head. "You're right..." "Bernard...just call me by my name." Bernard interrupted and smiled widely as he found that Clara agreed with him. Clara smiled and stroked her hair strands again. She seemed to change her sitting position in more relaxed way as she rested one of her hand vertically upward on the table. She rested her chin with a backhand. "What?" Bernard paused munching and spooning his cake and took a glimpse of Clara as he found that the young woman kept staring at him. "You seem a nice guy, Bernard!" Clara tried to make a floaty flirt with him. Bernard smiled, wiped his lips with a serviette and poured the wine for Clara and him. "I hope it's not because of the cake!" He sipped his wine and left Clara giggled with his sentence. Bernard stopped eating and put his two arms on the table. "I think we come from the same background story, Clara". "Really?" Clara furrowed her eyebrows, paused to spoon the cake into her mouth. "I started my career since I was a captain in my school's football. Mr. Edward got interested in getting to know me as he thought that I am a talented young man with the grip of dedication." Bernard beamed, reached for his glass as he arose the glass. "Cheers for both of us." Clara lifted her glass. "Cheers as we both are Captains!" They clashed their wine glasses. Clara trembled as she rose from the seat after they finished the dinner. The amount of wine that she couldn't tolerate had caused her head a bit dizzy. She gripped Bernard's hold on her waist. She giggled without she couldn't control it. "You have a strong hand, Bernard. I love a man with strong hands." She looked at Bernard and then, she chuckled. Bernard beamed and still put his hand on her waist just to hold Clara. "I should drive you home.." He whispered in her ear. He brought her into her car. "Could you tell me where you live, Clara?" Bernard looked at her who leaned her head on his shoulder while he was driving. Clara stopped singing. "Just drive, honey!" She looked at Bernard and chuckled again. "You made me remember James and Duncan. When they tried to sleep with me..." Bernard furrowed his forehead. He gazed at Clara who pulled up her gown unintentionally and made her black underwear sneak out as she tried to put off her high heels. "You slept with both of them?" Bernard saw Clara pulled up her two thighs high in shift as she put off her shoes. Clara nodded. "James was the first. Then, he asked Duncan to try me after he finished with me!" Clara chuckled. "You know what Bernard they were good at the bed and they made me addicted with their games on the bed." Clara looked at him with her distorted eyes. "I should sleep with Edward Phillipe tonight but you,..you seem so hot too!" She giggled. Bernard wobbled his head. "Weird..." He looked at Clara slightly. The young woman seemed tipsy too hard as she tried to kiss Bernard. "I'm driving, Clara... hmmm..mmm..." He pulled Clara's face away from him as Clara kissed him hard. He pulled a bottle out from his trousers' pocket. Bernard sprayed something on her face and made her falling asleep immediately. Bernard inhaled and continued to drive his car to a motel."Are you with her right now?" Edward Phillipe rose from his seat and walked to the porch. He glanced at his grandpa, Louis Phillipe who was on the wheelchair and accompanied by a personal nurse that Edward hired to take care his grandpa 24/7 while he was busy to manage his business. He kept his space in a few edges from them while he was on phone with Bernard. "Yes, Mr. Edward. I drove her to stay in the motel. She fell asleep before telling me where she's living." Edward bit his lips. "You sprayed her with the magic liquid that Ruth invented?" He dilated his pupils as he felt surprised and curious at the same time. He giggled as he covered his mouth with a hand. "My Gosh, make sure whether she fainted because of its smell or fell asleep, Bernard!" "I will, Mr. Edward. It seems that she fainted..." Bernard inhaled. He rested the face of Clara to the other side. He leaned her head on the opposite side from his driving position carefully as he intended not to awake her unintentional
"May I know the reason behind your decision to sell your car?" Johny looked at Elena with his eyes full of concern. Elena stopped munching her dinner meal and sipped her chocolate shake to clear her throat. "I need to pay for my tuition fees and my mom's expenses, Boss!" Johny inhaled. "Just call me by my name." He stirred his cappuccino and the way he moved the spoon, Elena knew that man was thinking."When will you start doing the assignment so?" Elena gulped. "As soon as I finish gathering any information about Fred Tiger." She wiped her lips with a serviette. "He seems enjoying some outdoor activities like rowing, rock climbing and hiking. I consider to choose that way as approach methods to him." Johny sighed and sipped his coffee. "I'll send you Angelo to join with you." Elena stared at him while she munched her last bite of a beef burger. "I'll send you sixty percent of your salary for this assignment. I hope you can find another car to make your day easier. Angelo will t
"I can't swim..." Elena confessed and turned down her eyes to her lap. She bit her lower lip. Angelo squeezed his eyes. He seemed not believe his ears with what the girl just said. 'She looks tough but can't swim?' Angelo was laughing inside as he skimmed of her for a moment. "Okay." He beamed after clearing his throat. There was a shadow of pause in a short moment. "I heard this guy loves to do some outdoor activities. So, are you going to follow one of his outdoor activities?" Elena sighed. "He's going to go rowing this weekend." Angelo jiggled his head. "Tell me what you have learned about this guy, Fred Tiger--" He took a short look at Elena who seemed to be uneasy. "Hey, relax. We are going to be a team. We should support each other." Angelo tapped his fingers on the steer, his other hand reached for the car audio and he switched the music into some blues as Elena assumed. "You like it?" Elena shrugged. "I am not into music so much, but some jazz I probably listen before
“Elena kept moving. Don’t get panicked and grab something. Pull over, Elena!” She heard Angelo’s voice to give some directions. The life jacket she wearing made her floating her up from the current. Elena found her sight getting distorted. The water streams hit her face hard as she tried to emerge her head up on the surface. “There’s something entangled my left ankle!” She turned her head to Angelo and kept trying to pull her head up from the surface to get oxygen. She began blurping. Suddenly, Elena felt something was bumping her head. Hitting her hard although a helmet protected her, that bump dragged her within the water streams. She saw a big trunk passing her and she tried to grab it. The water streamed harder, bent over between the rocky river and the streams drifted her within. Elena was pushed into currents and dragged her to hit a boulder. Leaving everything looked black in her vision and she felt numb as she fainted. Angelo dived into the water and approached
Elena followed the direction that Angelo told her. It was nine o’ clock compass direction and it pointed at another young woman. “Who’s she?” Elena pulled the bridge of her glasses down from her nose. Angelo sighed. “Iréne’s right hand!” Elena bowed her eyebrows. “What’s she doing?” She hissed at Angelo. Angelo bit his finger to cover his mouth while he was speaking. “To arrange the meetings between Iréne Belle and Fred Tiger. They should avoid public’s attention on their…you know!” He sniffed. “I smell another agenda!” He obscurely looked at the blonde girl passing them with the man from the café through his side eye. Angelo asked for the waitress their bills and gave a normal amount for tips. “What’re we doing next?” Elena almost wiped off her artificial moustache but Angelo asked her not to do it. She shrugged and looked at Angelo who keeping an eye on the street. “Waiting. I want to know what’s business they are dealing with that blonde chic. You know her, don’t y
Elena sighed but her ears could catch a gasp coming out from Angelo’s lips as he pressed the button to open the door of his red sport car for her. He took a glimpse of her who checking her long white earrings where she inserted the tiny speakers into. “Selena…” he paused and called Elena with her operation name. “I’ll be around you but promise you, you won’t notice me…it’ll be easier for you to work!” He wiped his nose while his other hand was still on the steer. Elena gave him a quick nod and grabbed a silver colored leathered with some metal ornamented purse. “If everything bad happens... everything… just bump your chest area three times where Val attached the mics…” Angelo added his final instruction as Elena was ready to get off from the car. “Good luck…” he put two fingers on his forehead and swayed it as a sign of readiness for working. Elena drew a long inhale and walked into the room where the music from DJ had welcomed her. She tried to walk with a natural swaying an
Duncan heavily glanced at Elena who was walking next to him. “Are you waiting for some friends in this party?” Elena turned her head down, just a few seconds then she landed her eyes on Duncan’s face. “I am representative of a company...you know…” she paused and shrugged. “This resort is a prospective place…my company provide such kind of service, how about you?” The man curled his nose as he looked quite excited. “Good!” only that such kind of words he gave as a retort. They had returned to the room and the music had changed the rhythm. They came to the room with table serving some pastry and snacks. “So, are you waiting for some colleagues?” Elena asked him before biting a chunk of tuna cocktail sandwich with some tropical fruits. Duncan smirked and stopped eating his pastry on the plate he brought. Elena directed her eyes to the corner where Duncan was gazing at. She nearly ran out of air as her eyes caught who those people were. ‘Martinez and the young man who calle
“Honey, look who is with me?” a female voice interrupted inside the room. Elena had attached a small device, functioned as speaker on the wall, nobody heard the conversation inside the room only her since the equipment was connected to some electric devices on her earrings. The device was magnificent sophisticated in listening conversation although it was happening behind the wall, but also separated room. One of her hands was covering that device and she could grab it easily since its cost wonderfully expensive as she decided to leave the room after finishing to record those people’s conversation inside Fred Tiger’s room secretly. ‘It must be Irène…’ Elena took a sip of her drink before putting it back to the waitress’s tray. She saw people was gathering but she chose to stand around the access facility, making her easier to leave the room whenever it was urgent. Elena sighed. She heard Angelo speaking from the other side of the room through the device in her earrings. “Clear.