Amari's Point of View
"Yeah, it's today. Are you coming with me?"
I rolled my eyes as I confirmed that Kaizer was going with me.
"Okay, we'll be leaving in two hours. Don't you dare to be late"
I told him and then hung up the call.
Oh gosh, I always feel irritated every time I talk to him. It is the perfect timing to dump him. Or not. I massage my forehead because of the irritation I feel. I let out a deep sigh as I looked out of my window. What a perfect day to leave.
I opened my suitcase and checked my things once again. My eyes averted to my phone when it vibrated. It was a text from Kaizer.
From: Kaizer
I will pick you up, babe. See you! I love you :)
I rolled my eyes when I reached the ending phrase.
As if it is true, I murmured.
Kaizer is my one-week boyfriend. But I do not believe him whenever he says that phrase, whether personal or text, chat, or call. I don't believe in any man every time that they will say those words.
I love you.
They are just trying to get your heart and trust to get what they want. None other than a woman's maidenhood. Then, they will leave you afterward. I optioned to have a boyfriend to have a personal assistant whenever I have a flight or something to do at my work. But feelings were not present. I never loved any guy from my past affairs, even in my current relationship. I can't love any men. I can't trust my heart to any of them.
Maybe because I believed what my Auntie Lileth always preached to me, men will treasure you first and then after they get what they want from you. They will ditch you and find another prospect. That is based on her experience. Her boyfriend dumped her after knowing she was pregnant with Patrizia, my godsister.
After I had ensured that I had kept everything I needed for the fashion show, I closed my suitcase and grabbed my designer handbag. I stepped out of my room and locked the door. I will leave for New York for one week because of the Fashion Show. This time, I will be attending as one of the models of my brand, not only as the designer.
I was about to step on the stairs when my eyes stirred to my mother's bedroom door. I went to her bedroom door just to say goodbye to her. And I also want to check on her because she hasn't been okay since last night. I don't know the cause, but maybe Aunt Lileth comprehends it. They are best friends and also treat each other as siblings. I was about to knock when I heard a sob. My hand was dangled in the air.
I emit a deep sigh. I turned my back on the door. I was about to return to the stairs when I heard Auntie Lileth say something.
It was about my father.
"It's confirmed. Theo already has a daughter with someone else. Poor Fleur"
I froze at what I heard from Auntie Lileth.
Is it about my father? But Mom always said that my father was already dead. Why did she lie to me?
I suddenly wanted to interrupt their conversation and ask my Mom why she hid from me that my father was still alive. But I was aback when my Mom talked.
"It still hurts, Lileth. He promised me that he loved me, but he married another woman. I thought it was just for business. But now they have a daughter."
I clenched my fist as I heard what my Mom said. I closed my eyes and stopped myself from interrupting them. I chose to eavesdrop on their conversation even though I knew it was wrong.
"Shh, stop crying, Sandra."
Auntie Lileth shushed my Mom.
"Sorry, I just can't accept it until now. Theo had a daughter with someone else. But he did not even bother to look for me, for us. He is aware that he had a daughter with me."
Mom explained while still sobbing.
"Well, good thing that Fleur does not know about her father."
Auntie Lileth said.
"My daughter will only get hurt. It's good that she knew her father was already dead."
I felt a sudden pain in my chest at what my Mom said.
"But Sandra, we know we can hide it from Fleur forever. Especially now that her world is expanding because she is in the same industry as her father."
Yeah. Auntie Lileth is right. And I can't believe that my Mom can hide everything from me.
"I know, but I just hope that they won't meet. I don't want my daughter to be hurt just like me."
Mom uttered with complete sadness in her voice.
"Yeah, you have been in pain for a long time."
Auntie Lileth muttered and let out a deep sigh.
How dare he. How dare my father do this to us?
A tear fell down my cheeks. I can't understand everything. Why does it happen? All I can know from the situation is that my Mom was in pain for many years. And all she thinks is about protecting me.
"Good thing Fleur is an excellent woman. She is in the business industry too. I am sure she will give justice to the legacy of Guevarra."
Auntie Lileth uttered.
Justice? To the legacy of our family? For what? I dumbly asked myself.
"I don't want my daughter to be in danger, especially now that the two families who ruined our family are now as one. The safety of my daughter is the most important for me."
Mom said with a cracked voice.
"Yeah, I'm sure your parents would not be happy if Fleur got hurt. I'm sure they will get their karma."
Auntie Lileth imparted.
Does that mean that my father and his wife's family ruin the legacy of my late grandparents?
I wipe my tears again and stand up straight.
Then, I will make sure I will be the one to deliver their karma. I told myself with full authority.
To my father, I don't need him. I will let them taste what they deserve. I said as I grip onto my blouse.
My phone suddenly rang. I looked at the screen, and it was Kaizer.
"Hello?"
I felt annoyed as I answered the phone and heard Kaizer's voice calling me babe. But I remain calm.
"Okay, I will be there in a minute."
I said as I ended the call.
I looked again at my mother's bedroom door before I turned away. I can't blame my mother for what she did. But I can't promise her not to get back to those who hurt her and my late grandparents.
As I was walking down the stairs, I saw Kaizer. He was waving to me while smiling. I did not smile back and just nodded at him.
"Why so serious early in the morning, babe?"
Kaizer asked. I just stared at him as the answer and lent him my suitcase.
This one is acting like he can hide something from me. I know. He has another woman. He also agreed to visit New York to meet his fling but pretended that he wanted to be with me. Little did he know I would break up with him very soon. He is trying to make me a fool, but he can't.
We rode our plane just in time. Sitting in my seat, I heard Kaizer talking on his phone. Does he need to be made aware of turning off the phone? I asked myself. I looked at him and rolled my eyes.
It is not healthy to be with someone who lacks common sense. It makes me more annoyed. Kaizer averted his eyes and smiled at me like his best smile. I rolled my eyes at him once again.
Of all the boys courting me, I don't even get why I picked Kaizer.
He is boring.
Lack of common sense most of the time.
Trying hard to be sweet.
Playboy, but that does not suit him. He doesn't look like one. He seems stupid to me.
For the nth time, I rolled my eyes at him when he peeked at me.
I grabbed my sleeping mask and put it in my eyes. I will just sleep during departure time rather than give my attention to Kaizer. It vexes me to the highest level whenever he gives me his sweet smile.
I was about to shut my eyes when someone was seated beside me. It was a guy because of the smell of his perfume. Very masculine, but it smells great. It does not hurt my nostrils.
I wonder who he is, but I don't have the energy to remove my sleeping masks. I feel sleepy. The perfume scent feels like sending me to sleep, and in addition to that, the guy who is sitting beside me is humming a song. I don't know what song it is, but his humming feels like it was for me. I felt like someone was singing a lullaby for me to fall asleep.
And with that,
I became unconscious.
Narrator's Point of View
The plane was still in the middle of the flight. Everyone took a rest. The other passengers were watching movies, and the others were busy having snacks. But most of them were sleeping.
Sitting beside Rafael, Amari is in a deep sleep and unaware of her surroundings. Rafael was staring at her for a long time.
Rafael wants to remove his intertwined fingers with Amari, but he hesitates because it might awaken her. She looks like an angel. No, a goddess one. He did not know his thoughts when he suddenly intertwined his fingers with her. He smiled at her while gazing. He knows she is a gorgeous woman even though he can't fully see her face because of the sleeping masks she has in her eyes.
Rafael came back to his senses, and his smile suddenly disappeared.
"What am I doing?"
Rafael asked himself with a crumpled forehead.
He removed his fingers from being intertwined and shook his head in doubt.
"Not her. She looks like an angel to play with."
Rafael said while tilting his head.
"But on second thought, playing with an angel is more fun. Right?"
He uttered again while grinning.
"Excuse me?"
Rafael looked at someone who was standing beside him. It was Kaizer.
"What do you need?"
Rafael asked arrogantly.
"I believe this seat was taken."
Kaizer told him with seriousness on his face.
"And so?"
Rafael stated without looking at the man who he had been talking to.
"This seat was mine, and that woman beside you is my girlfriend."
Kaizer answered while pointing his fingers at the sleeping Amari.
Rafael chuckled and then looked at Kaizer, who was glaring at him.
"I don't care."
He insolently replied.
"Is there any problem here, Mr. Villarante?"
The flight attendant asked and looked at Rafael and Kaizer, who looked very pissed.
"This is my seat."
Kaizer responded to the flight attendant's question.
"Mr. Villarante-"
The flight attendant was about to say something, but Rafael interrupted her.
"You don't need to repeat it. I am not deaf."
He replied and threw a cold stare at the flight attendant.
The flight stewardess just bowed her head to Rafael and looked embarrassed. Rafael stood up from the seat and headed somewhere else.
Amari woke up due to a murmuring man beside her. She removed her sleeping mask and picked up her compact mirror inside her bag to check her face.
"So, how's your sleep? Did you enjoy it?"
She furrowed her forehead at what Kaizer uttered. She can perceive a sarcastic tone in the way Kaizer asks her.
"So?"
Amari replied while fixing herself.
"Holding hands while sleeping, huh?"
Kaizer started with an irritated voice.
"What?!"
Amari replied exasperatedly.
"You two looked good together, both haughty too."
Kaizer answered, then stood up from his seat and headed someplace. Amari was left shocked. She needs to get on what Kaizer is talking about. An attendant asked if Amari needed something. She smiled and shook her head in response.
"Hey"
Amari should have bothered to look at Kaizer. She is still annoyed at how he acted a few minutes ago.
"I am sorry, I was just jealous."
Amari raised her eyebrows at Kaizer.
"I don't know what you're talking about"
Amari uttered to him.
"Look, a while ago, as you were sleeping."
Amari stared at Kaizer, waiting for him to continue his explanation. But he stopped and looked somewhere.
"Forget it, Kaizer."
She rolled her eyes at him, but he still looked at something.
Amari grabbed her sleeping mask again to sleep, but her eyes caught Kaizer. He was glaring at something—at someone rather. Amari trailed Kaizer's eyes and then discovered he was looking at someone—it was Rafael, and he was glaring too at Kaizer.
Amari fixed her eyes on the guy, and when the guy shifted his gaze to her, she raised her brows. But Rafael seemed to like it; he smiled at Amari and then winked. Amari does not recognize Rafael because she does not know him personally. Rafael is wearing a face mask, and only his eyes can be shown. He is sitting five-seat away from Amari's seat.
"Moron"
Amari shifted her eyes to Kaizer and shook her head.
Well, look who's talking about being a moron. Amari said in her mind. She put on her sleeping masks and was to continue her withdrawn sleep, but she can't return anymore. Her mind was off somewhere else—about her father and his family. She suddenly felt discomfort in her chest.
Amari shrugged her thoughts and diverted her mind to other things. She pulled out from the handbag her planner to check her schedule.
Amari was busy writing reminders when she felt someone was staring at her. Out of the blue, she looked directly at Rafael sitting five seat-apart from her.
She was right. Rafael was staring at her. She stared back at him as if they were in a staring contest. He winked at her once again and then closed his eyes.
She can't take her eyes off him. He looked familiar, but she was not sure if he was.
Rafael abruptly opened his eyes again. This time, he stared differently. It was a cold stare, but there was something about it. Amari felt that those blue eyes of his were enthralling her.
"Babe"
Amari came to reality when Kaizer called her. She averted her eyes to him.
"What?"
She replied.
"Sorry"
Kaizer said and smiled at her, but Amari just looked back at her planner and made herself busy.
Amari could still feel someone staring at her occasionally, but she ignored it.
The airplane was about to land at the airport. The flight attendant instructed everyone to put their seatbelt back on and return the tray to its original position.
As the plane landed at New York International Airport, the flight attendant welcomed each passenger to their destination.
Amari picked up her handbag and planner. She was too busy with her planner when someone whispered in her ear.
"Nice ass, baby."
Rafael uttered at Amari's ear, then left. Amari was startled by it. She looked behind her but only saw Kaizer chatting with other passengers.
"Welcome to the New York International Airport, Miss Amari Fleur"
The flight attendant said politely. Amari smiled at the attendant in response.
Amari was already out of the plane. She opened her phone, and notifications started displaying on the screen. She had a bunch of messages and lots of missed calls from her Mom.
Amari dialed her Mom's number. She was waiting for the call to be picked up when she felt a hot breath in her ears.
"I will love to see you around, baby."
Rafael whispered in Amari's ear and walked directly to his bodyguards. Amari felt dazed if who it was.
She turned around and looked, but she found no one near her.
Not so far away, Amari saw the man wearing a face mask. It was the man who kept staring at her on the whole flight. He was talking to two men who looked like his bodyguard. They started walking him to the parked sports car.
For the last time, Rafael looked at Amari. He winked at her, then drove away.
"Asshole"
The only thing that came out of her mouth was as she watched the car drive away.
Amari's Point of View I looked around as I entered the Royal Time Square Hotel room. In fairness, the room is very spacious; it has a queen-sized bed. The color pastel blue with a touch of white made me smile. And speaking of the view from the balcony, I can see the Time Square Garden. I loved it. I told myself as I smiled. My phone vibrates. It was a message from Kaizer. From: Kaizer I will visit a friend. See you later at dinner. Love you : ) Liar. I don't bother to reply to his message. It is not that important. He can visit any woman in New York City; it does not matter to me. I entered the bathroom, and it excited me when there was a jacuzzi. Perfect for my relaxation while having a bottle of red wine. How I wish my Mom were with me and also Auntie Lileth and, of course, Patrizia. I opened my suitcase and started pulling out some casual clothes. I picked my blue high-waisted skinny jeans, perfect for showing my excellent hips. I paired it with a black backless crop top b
Rafael's Point of View "Come on, Fuentabella, stand up straight." I mumbled to him. I don't like having one-on-one drinking sessions with Raiko because he can't even stand on his feet when he gets drunk. He will drink too much but cannot bear to stand up after. This crazy friend of mine is one of a kind. He is the only friend that I always needed to bring home. "Crisha, baby" Raiko said while touching my face. I laughed as I looked at Raiko's face. He is really into that woman named Crisha. "Fuentabella, stop doing that. I am not Crisha." I said while I put him in the passenger seat. I set his seatbelt, and after that, I turned to the driver's seat. "You did not change, Fuentabella, until now. I am still your instant driver and caretaker whenever you get drunk." I said while shaking my head in disbelief. But it is not a big deal for me. After all, he is the friend who is always there for me. "Shut up, Villarante. I want my baby." Raiko whimpered, but I could still hear
Amari's Point of View "Hey, Fleur. Don't you remember me?" I wonder who this man is in front of me. He ran his fingers through his hair. I remained stunned by him. He laughed, which caused his dimples to appear on his right cheek. And because of that, it registered in my memory who he was. "Klaus Devera?" I surprisingly asked. Klaus's smile grew wider. "The one and only" Klaus jokingly replied. I remained silent, and he chuckled once again. "How are you, Fleur?" Klaus added and smiled at me. "I'm fine, you? How are you?" I replied after I recovered from being astounded. "By the way, come in." I offered. It would not be polite if I didn't invite Klaus inside my unit. "Is it okay to come in?" I smiled and nodded to him. I opened the door wide and let him go in first. "What do you want? Coffee or tea?" He smiled at me and then looked around my unit. He seemed like a supervisor in how he looked in every part of my hotel unit. "Is there any coffee?" He replied while stil
Amari's Point of View As I entered my unit, I immediately called Crisha's number. I don't know what is happening between the two siblings, but I wanted to warn her. "Fleur?" Crisha spoke on the other line. I frowned at her hoarse voice but did not bother to ask anymore. "Crisha, sorry for calling. Did I disturb you?" I asked Crisha because it was a bit late. After all, I might have disturbed her sleep. "No, it's fine. Why were you called?" Crisha asked. I bit my lip and wondered if telling her about her cousin, Klaus, was right. "Fleur?" Crisha hollered my name from the other line. "Crisha, Klaus is from my unit." I closed my eyes at what I said. There was a part of me that I did not want to tell about it, but I was more worried about Crisha. I know Klaus is a strict cousin. Regarding what he told me, I don't know what could happen if the news that reached Klaus was true. "Klaus?!" Crisha's response. And even though she is not in front of me, I can tell she is shocked. "
Rafael's Point Of View It is already three-thirty in the morning. I have not slept yet. I don't have insomnia, but I couldn't even nap. The Fashion event will happen later, and I should be in my best condition. I should have appropriately slept, but I stared at the ceiling all night. I can't get her face out of my mind, especially her smile–that woman. How she formed her sultry lips into a gorgeous smile in front of that guy she was with, how I wish I were the reason. Her perfectly heart-shaped face, those bloodshot eyes, and those kissable lips that every time I have the opportunity to kiss, I would do it. To this day, I wonder why I can't approach and talk to her. I felt I was constantly losing myself just by looking at her beauty. It was easy for me to approach and talk to women. With just one look and smile, I don't need to do anything because the woman will come to me on their own. I don't know why I feel different every time I see her. All my expert moves regarding women
Rafael's Point of View Cameras continued flashing as I walked to the stage wearing the limited edition of the Harper's Suit and Tie. As I projected myself, I looked ferociously and walked in front of many people. Seeing the smiles on their faces made me reminisce about the moment I first did modeling in my life. Since college, I enjoyed being a model as a hobby, and it soon became my part-time job to earn money. I don't want to depend on my parent's money, so I'm trying to make money while studying. I still remember how I liked modeling then and how I started. There was a time when Hans invited me to his and his group mates' mini-fashion show project. They needed an audience, so as a support to my friend, I helped him find audiences. Of course, I volunteered to become their audience to show him my support even more. Modeling is a cool thing for me; aside from that, the compensation for being a model is also pleasing. Hans mentioned to me the perks that models have. First, the de
Amari's Point of View I was smiling from ear to ear while fixing myself in front of the mirror. I still remember that one of the famous designers wants me to become one of her models. She met me earlier but said she knows I'm good at modeling just from my posture and beauty. Hermione also praised my designs. She even called me the ingenious diva in the design industry. She even asked us to have a collaboration design soon, which made me beam even more. It's rare to meet people like Hermione in the industry; she always gives her full support, especially those just starting, like me. But what made me happier was when she invited me to her exclusive party where well-known personalities and well-established designers would also attend. Patrizia and I were delighted to go here to the event venue. We both giggled whenever we remembered what happened earlier at the restaurant. Even Sachna's warning to me slipped my mind. I just ignored it, too, because it looked like he was trying to
Amari's Point of View I can still see the elevator where that man entered. I could not get out of my mind the thought that he was looking for me. I also feel different whenever I see him. It felt like I had known him for a long time, but I was unsure where or when we met. I know he is the guy I was on the plane with when I was on my way here to New York, and that was recently. But it seemed that I had known him for a long time, but I knew I had seen him for the first time on the plane. "Fleur?" I returned to reality and looked at Patrizia, who had been calling me. "You seemed in deep thought, I've been speaking word for word here, and you're not listening. Who is the lucky person?" Patrizia asked while grinning at me. I frowned at the last thing she said that made her laugh. "Don't tell me Mr. Pervert occupied it?" I was stunned by what she said. I can't deny that Patrizia is right. She knows me so well that even when I think, she can guess it. "Why should I think of him?"
AMARI FLEUR'S POV"Fleur, please talk to me," Rafael pleaded but I remained silent and keep my distance away from him."Fleur, I have been waiting for you to come back, I kept searching for you. Then, now you are getting married to my brother?" Rafael added."Please, Rafael, let me go. I am now happy with your brother so leave us alone." I said to Rafael but he still continue following me."How about Aella, she has a lot of similarities with me, is she my daughter?" Rafael said which made me nervous."Rafael, please, don't do this, just let me go and stop concluding things," I said but what shocked me is when Rafael kneeled in front of me. "Please, Fleur, choose me, we can runaway together. You don't need to get married with my brother." Rafael said as he reached for my hands. "Are you insane? I can't hurt your brother just like that. I love him." I said which made Rafael stood up."Yes, I am insane. I lost my sanity because of you yet you can afford to hurt me like this." Rafael sa
AMARI FLEUR'S POVI was busy with my work when Neil sat beside me on the sofa while Aella was busy with her toys. Neil reached for the TV remote control and turned it on just in time for the Business News channel. It was his favorite channel, so Neil was so focused on watching. Suddenly, Aella came to Neil and sat on his lap; I smiled to see my son so happy."And here's our top businessman of the year, Mr. Rafael Villarante," the Interviewer said. I stopped my work and then got my attention. I couldn't take my eyes off the TV, especially when Rafael was smiling."Daddy," Aella said, which surprised me; she was looking at Rafael and calling him daddy."You look gorgeous, Mr. Villarante. Is it because of your love life?" The Interviewer asked, and I could see Rafael's smile. Does Rafael have a love life? Does he love someone else? I immediately reached for the remote and turned off the TV, not realizing that I was starting to cry. I rubbed it quickly, then fixed myself."Go back to your
AMARI FLEUR'S POVFLASHBACKI woke up in a putting room, and I was about to stand up from the bed, but I felt a headache. I couldn't remember why I had a zero, so I immediately looked for my phone."You're awake," said a man sitting on the edge of my bed. I frowned as I tried to recognize the man in front of me."Neil? Neil Gutierrez?” I said then laughed when I met my friend during my student years at the Business Academy, he smiled at me then walked closer."It's good that you still remember me; how are you feeling?" Neil asked. I smiled then shook my head at him."What happened to me? Why am I here in the hospital? The last thing I remember is that I was supposedly on my way to the airport to pick up my Mom," I said, then suddenly remembered my car on fire. I felt a headache so Neil immediately supported me."Don't worry, just relax, Amari," Neil said and smiled at me, but I suddenly remembered the men chasing me and shooting at my car."Neil, my life is dangerous. I don't know, bu
RAFAEL'S POVWeeks have passed, and we have asked all the houses closest to where the accident happened. We didn't see Fleur but continued to press charges against Zerina Cortez. We are very grateful to Mr. Cy Veron, who became the star witness in the case. Because of what happened, Zephanie seems to have lost his sanity, so he was admitted to the Psychiatric Hospital. When Zerina Cortez ended up in prison with her parents, Mr. Veron brought Zephanie's son, Mr. Veron, to another country to be treated there.Fleur's Mom couldn't stop crying because of what happened, fortunately Mr. was always by her side. Buenaflor. We only pray that Fleur is in good condition because, according to the police, there is no sign; they said they saw a trace of blood not far away. Fleur may have gotten out of her car before her car completely exploded."What's up?" Fleur's Mom asked me. I sighed as I shook my head. Fleur's Mom smiled at me and then hugged me."Don't worry, Rafael, we will see Fleur too." F
AMARI FLEUR'S POVAs I received a messaged from Mom, I immediately headed to my car to pick her up at the airport. Mom and Aunt Lilet already arrived and, in the meantime, she is at a restaurant, she will be waiting for me there to have lunch.I already informed uncle Franco about Mom and Aunt Lilet's arrival, which is why they are busy preparing their house for their arrival. I didn't even go home last night because there was no one there. Klaus let me stay at his condo unit while he went to Devera's family gathering. Their family invited me but I chose not to go because I wasn't in the mood either.I was driving when I noticed that my phone kept ringing. I checked the screen and it was an unregistered number that's why I didn't answer the call. But a few minutes have passed and it's still ringing. I swiped the answer button then turned on the loudspeaker."Hello, who is this?" I said while still driving the car."Son," Said a familiar voice on the other line. I suddenly felt a tight
TIMOTHEO’S POV"Sir, here is the second DNA test you requested." The hospital staff spoke and then handed me the DNA test I had done earlier.“Thank you.” I spoke sparingly then handed over an envelope containing money. I immediately went straight to my car. I decided to read the result when I got home that's why I drove home in a hurry.As I got home, I immediately went straight to the stairs and passed Zerina and Zephanie in the kitchen. It seemed that they didn't notice me which is good because I need someone to read the two DNA results I did.When I entered the room, I immediately approached the bed but the previous DNA test I had done was not there. I was about to call Zerina to ask her but I immediately noticed that the envelope I was looking for was on my table. When I touched the envelope, my forehead immediately wrinkled, it was already opened. But I ignored that and immediately read the results. It was a DNA test between me and Ms. Amari Fleur Guevarra.When we first met h
ZEPHANIE'S POV"Ms. Cortez?” Language of the private investigator which I hired."Sit down and give me updates." I said this then finished the wine I was drinking. The investigator sat in front of me and dropped an envelope."That's Ms. Cortez are the pictures I took yesterday.” Language of the investigator. I put down the wine glass and immediately reached for the envelope. As I opened it, it immediately dawned on me. It was Rafael and Fleur. They looked so happy together and took the photo at a fastfood chain. The next photo is them inside the car then followed by a photo which is Rafael was holding Fleur's hand. I immediately tore it up and threw it away."Just here? What else did you find out?!” I hate language."According to my source, they have known each other for a long time, about six years ago Ms. Cortez. They met at New York Fashion Week. Mr. Villarante was a model while Ms. Guevarra was a designer and one of the models too. Also based on my obtained information, after New
AMARI FLEUR'S POV"We're here," Rafael said. From the window I could see a vast land. I frowned then turned to Rafael.“Where are we? Shall we talk here?” I asked, and he smiled."Let's get out of the car first, I'll show you something," Rafael said, then got out of the car. I immediately went to the right side of the vehicle to open the car door."So, where are we?" I will ask. Rafael smiled at me and then pointed to a small hut."In that hut, that's where we're going," Rafael said. I frowned as I looked at the hut he pointed to."Why there? What's up?" I'm still curious. Rafael smiled and then suddenly pulled me by my hand. We both ran towards the hut he was talking about. And when we got to the front of itust admired it like that. This hut is just so beautiful up close. It looks small when you look at it from a distance, but it is big and up close.“I had it done two years ago. That was because Dad was forcing me to go home to manage his company. I don't have my own house here and
RAFAEL’S POVI went straight into the restaurant, where Zephanie was waiting for me. Supposedly, Zephanie and I will meet Fleur to discuss our wedding, but since everything is clear between Fleur and me, I will not prolong all of this. I am planning to end this arranged marriage because in the first place I did not agree to it. And if I were to marry anyone, it would be Fleur and no one else.As I walked towards Zephanie's table, I was slightly surprised to see his and my parents there. I immediately approached my parents and paid respect to them and the same to Zephanie's parents. Even though I was wondering, I sat down next to Zephanie. They all had big smiles on their faces, which worried me a little."I wasn't expecting you to be here, mom, dad." I spoke to my parents but they still smiled at me and so did Zephanie's parents."What's happening?" I whispered to Zephanie but she just smiled at me. "Let's wait for your wedding designer and then we'll talk about everything." Zephanie