Chapter II

“MR. VELASQUEZ, I just received a call again from the same teacher of the young lady Claire.” Kevin said. He was the trustful man of Draven Velasquez.

Draven's face darkened. He pinched his nose bridge from annoyance.

It was already 3rd time for this week that the teacher called for his presence at the school.

He scoffed. “What about this time?” He was starting to feel impatient.

“Same reason, Mr. Velasquez.”

Did he made a mistake to let enrolled her only daughter in that school? Because after he enrolled his daughter in that school, flies are starting flocking at him. They were persistent like a pest and always testing his thin patience.

“Fine. Cancel all my appointments for today.”

If they don't want to stop, then he will pull something that make them stop from pestering him.

Kian nodded. "I'll inform her, Sir." He carefully fixing his eyeglasses.

“How about your upcoming meeting today with Mr. Hashima, Sir? I just received an update from them that they were landed this afternoon, Sir?”

Draven stop from playing his expensive pen and place it down on his office table before he look at his secretary with a serious face.

“Postponed it and tell him that I have an emergency meeting to attend first and will just move the meeting tonight. Reserve also a room from a japanese restaurant with under my name and sent him the invitation for a dinner.”

He was extremely busy man after all. There's no time to relax even a little bit. Time for him was too precious to be wasted.

He stand up from his swivel chair and fix his suit while starting walking to going out to his office and heading to the basement where his car was park.

He wanted to finished everything as soon as possible.

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AT exactly 4:30 PM when the last afternoon class's ended. Clairol was left on the room. She was arranging carefully her things before leaving the classroom. She can't wait to get home early and take a long rest.

An uncontrollably sneeze break the deafening silence of the room. She get her handkerchief quickly and cover her nose when she feel to sneeze again.

It looks like she got affected from the chilling air and gloomy weather. She also starting to feel unwell.

She really needs to go home and take a rest before it get worse. She don't want the baby on her stomach to be at risk if she end up sick.

A pile of paperworks that she received from her students was carried on her arms. She decided to bring it home.

After fetching her all things on the faculty room. She was already walking to heading off.

However, she was stop midway when she heard someone calling her name. She turned around and saw her student's Claire.

The young lady was walking lazily while there's a lollipop on her mouth. Her both hands were putted from the pockets on her white hoody.

But her gaze was caught from the man who's silently walking beside of her student.

A tall man on his late thirties; wearing an expensive corporate suit. His aura was screaming of dangerous and powerful.

She was sure that this man was the Father of her student. She can see the resemblance on their features.

"Where's your manners, Claire?" Draven warned his daughter after witnessing her behavior.

Claire feel so wrongly. "I'm sorry, Dad."

When they finally reached where she was standing. She cleared her throat when she felt something a lump on it.

“What is it Claire?” Her voice was almost shakey when she feel nervous all of the sudden.

Claire just rolled her eyes before giving her a seriously-look.

"I'm with my Father, Miss." She answer with uninterested tone.

Oh, right! She almost forgot that she called the presence for her guardian.

She shifted her gaze from the man who was looking at her intently—that causing a ruckus to her heart. She can feel her heart, beating uncontrollably fast.

“I'm Draven Velasquez, Claire's father.” Draven introduce his self, and try to extend his right hand for a handshake.

Hearing the voice of this man infront of her, she got a goosebumps. And got her in dazed.

After she heard the fake cough from Claire. She recovered and can feel the burning sensation on her cheeks.

"Right! Where's my manners?" she nervously said.

She was going to extend her hands when she realize that her hands were occupied of some paperworks.

Draven saw it and decided to lend some hand. "I can help you if you don't mind."

She paled when she clearly heard the voice.

She know that voice. She vividly remember that deep baritone voice. Moreover, how it sent a chills to her bones.

She was a hundred for sure that this man who had a familiar voice infront of her, was the exact man that she was spending within that hot night encounter!