4- Wendy and Neil

"Ugh!" Diana and I roared loudly after a few sips of wine.

"One more shot, please," Diana said in front of me, ordering one more.

"It's enough, Diana. I can't take it anymore," I complained, and I felt my head fall on the table on purpose because my forehead hit, and it has a sound.

"You're weak, aren't you," Diana said with a laugh that I heard. "Come on, let's go home," she mentioned, and I felt my right arm rise, meaning she was lifting me up. "Agh, gosh, Wendy, you're heavy," I heard her complaint, which made me smile.

"Fix my bu-vhu-hat sha," I said, even though I was very drunk.

I can't feel my whole body any more because of being so drunk. I feel like a wilted vegetable.

"Let me help you," said a familiar man's voice that made me lift my head, but my vision was blurred even though I blinked a few times.

"Oh, thank God. Please, please carry him until we can take a taxi," said Diana happily as she immediately passed me to the man we didn't know who was kind enough to carry me.

Then, I feel that a big arm wraps around my small waist and my right hand is taken by a big but soft hand, and hangs it high on his neck. And so, he lowered himself so that it wouldn't be too difficult for my hand to hold his neck. Then we started walking and every step I took, my eyes were spinning, at the same time as my world was spinning.

I'm dizzy. Wait, I think I'm going to puke.

And because I couldn't help it anymore, I threw up in front of me. I didn't know whether there was anyone or not, I just heard a woman scream.

"Sorry, sorry. My friend is drunk," Diana apologized.

"Do you know how much this dress is? Huh?!" shouted the angry woman because her expensive dress was soiled.

"Here, buy a new one," I heard the man holding me say, and the woman fell silent.

Wait, the man's voice sounds really familiar. His voice is deep, like the man I met this morning. And because I was curious about the appearance of the man who was lifting me, I turned my head. But my vision was still blurry, which made me shake my head just once so that I could see him at least a little. But I frowned because he was wearing a mask, so I couldn't see his whole face.

Then we continued walking.

"Taxi, taxi!" Diana called, which I heard meant that we were already outside the bar.

After a while, I felt the man who was holding me walk again, and he let me into the car because I had the seat, but unfortunately, my hand slipped, so I fell down and everything around me went dark—

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"I'll take her if it's okay with you," Neil pointed out, and took off his mask to face Diana properly.

Diana was stunned by the man in front of her because of his handsomeness. "Ah—eh, but she's my friend inside. I'll take her to their house. I know where she lives," she countered, being protective of her friend who was unconscious due to drunkenness even though he was handsome.

"He lives with me. Neil, by the way, the Prince of Dubai," announced Neil who has announced his entire personality to her because she is Wendy's friend, and since they are talking about him a while ago. "Here, go home. Be careful. I will take care of Wendy, I will take her home with me," he added in a serious tone of his voice, and he entered the taxi after giving lthe money for her fare home too.

Meanwhile, Diana just followed him with her gaze because she was stunned again, and because she was shocked to see the Prince of Dubai in a bar that was chaotic and noisy. Not to mention that he is the barista who was serving their drinks earlier inside the bar.

Anyways, Neil looked down at Wendy, who was fast asleep due to drunkenness. "They say she don't drink, but she was wild earlier," he said, and then he opened his phone, and watched a video where Wendy was jumping in the middle of a waterfall with loud music, like a bird that got out of its cage for the first time.

A small smile then escaped his lips just watching her video dancing wildly in the middle of the dance floor.

After returning home, Neil knocked on the lounge room where he sent Wendy's father, while he carried Wendy in his two arms with her head resting on his shoulder. The door opened, and Mang Danny came out with a crutch in his left hand for support because of his osteoarthritis.

"Good evening, Mang Danny," greeted Neil seriously like a true gentleman.

"Good evening to you, too, Sir. What happened to my daughter? W-Why is she like that?" Mang Danny curiously asked with worry from the tone of his voice, for his daughter.

"She got drunk, Mang Danny. I saw her to the bar where I was working. Don't worry, Sir, she's with her girl friend. Where can I put her down so, she can rest?" Prince Neil answered politely, and he entered their place without waiting for Mang Danny's approval because he can sense that his arms are about to fall just carrying her.

"Come in. This way to her room," Mang Danny replied, and he lead the way going to his daughter's room.

Prince Neil so put Wendy to her bed gently that he also put blanket on her to cover her body, like a true gentleman. And then, he faced her father and said his goodbye already.

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My head hurts...

My eyes slowly opened, and the rays from the sun greeted me because of the open window so, I turned around to evade the light, which made me more awake. Unexpectedly, my phone rings so, I get it above the drawer beside my bed and I turned off my alarm. But my eyes widened in surprise when I saw the time.

"Heck, it's 8 already in the morning!" I mentioned with panic on my voice, and I hastily stood up to cook breakfast for me and my father.

I went out of my room but, I halted when I saw my father sitting already in the middle of the dining table, facing his back at me. I, then, noticed that there are food on the table already.

Okay, I'm confused because ever since he got into an accident 2 years ago, he stopped preparing breakfast for me. I was the one doing it for him, but now... he cooked.

Slowly, I walked towards him, and I sat down on his right side.

"Good morning, Dad. Are you... okay?" I asked, and I stared at his face that I almost couldn't paint.

"Where did you go last night?" his first question in a deep voice, and that's the time he turned his neck towards my direction.

"I-uh..." I stuttered, and I looked away as I am thinking what to answer, and what to reason out to him. Then, I looked at him again directly and say, "I and Diana were together last night, Dad. Why are you asking?"

"Did you two go to the bar last night?" he queried again without answering my question too. His face was stern, which means he knows what happened to me last night already.

I gulped my saliva before I speak out the truth. "I'm not gonna lie anymore to you, Dad. Yes, I and Diana went to the bar last night," I confessed, and I don't want him to get at me more.

"You know that drinking alcohol is bad for you because of your illness, but why did you still drink? You are being stubborn again, young lady, and I don't like it. The more you grow, the more you are being hard-headed. I'm telling you already, if anything happens to you, I don't know what to do anymore. Now, you eat and after, you go to the mansion and say you're thank you to Prince Neil. Because if not because of him, you wouldn't be home safely here," he strickly gave me a lesson, and he stood without touching the food he cooked, and left me alone.

"I'm sorry, Dad. I won't do it again," I sadly said, because I know he's right.

I'm still thankful and my heart didn't collapse last night because for sure I would be lying on the bed again in the hospital.

Wait...he sent me home? Now my brain is full of questions because of what Dad told me.

Eventually, I entered the mansion and I am just standing on the doorstep when I felt my heart pumping out of my chest. If he was the one who brought me home last night then...he saw me drunk. I assume that I didn't do anything wrong last night while I was drunk.

I hope so. I really hope so.

And so, with all the courage I have in me, I walked inside, and I looked around to see if he's around. But I cannot see even his shadow anywhere so, I think I'm safe.

Now I'm curious what is his work, and where is he working. And, how did he know that I was at the abr last night? Is he following me?

Okay, stop it. There are a lot of thoughts running through my brain just because of him. I should clean now before he come home.

I started cleaning since he is not home. I silently removed all the dust, then I vacuumed the floor, and lastly, I mopped to make sure that the tiles are shining shimmering splendid here in the first floor. After, I went up to the second floor to clean too when I heard something. I followed where the voice is coming from when I saw a door that is slightly open. I peeked my head to see what's inside when my brain suddenly stop thinking just seeing the prince and a blonde woman doing miracle, which made me gasped. Because of the noise I created, they both turned to my direction so, I run away quickly towards the room awkwardly.

What the hell! My virgin eyes!

I will continue my cleaning tomorrow, and a miracle is happening at the moment. I shouln't have peek! I shouldn't let my curiosity get to me. Now I'm embarassed to face him and say thank you.

"Not so fast. Stop right there," I heard a familiar deep voice from my back before I run down the stairs.

I halted, and I slowly turned my heard towards him to face him, but it looks like I made a terrible mistake for doing so because my eyes made another sin just seeing him half naked with a white towel on his lower region only. I gulped just gazing at his rocky chest, but before I got hipnotized, I looked to his face.

Don't you dare you look to his gorgeous body again, and he might say that you are a maniac, and you have a weird fantasy at him, Wendy. Don't you freaking dare!

Gosh, why do I have to remind myself? Don't I have a self control?

Okay, now I'm questioning myself.

I was lost in my thoughts when he stood in front of me and I saw him smirked like he knew that I am trying my best not to look to his body again.

"What are you doing here?" he asked, and he put his hands on both sides of his waist like he is interrogating me.

"I-I am cleaning, Sir. But... I can continue it tomorrow, your majesty. I'm gonna go," I told, and I looked away because it's so awkward.

It's time to exit now, Wendy. Go, run!

"Not yet," he spoke in a authoritative voice.

My feet stopped when I heard him. Gosh, why my feet stopped just hearing him?

Wendy, you should not have listen to him.

Then, I saw the woman that was with him inside the room a while ago passed through my right side and she left us two. She even gave me a sweet smile like she is telling me she had a good time with him.

What now, woman? You want a slap? Let's see if you can still smile like that, you whore.

"Close the door," I heard him mentioned, which made me nervous again.

W-What did he say? C-Close the door? The heck. Why did my heart suddenly beat fast just because of what he said?

"I said close the door and we need to talk," he repeated, and I heard his footsteps away from me.

I looked at him again, and I saw him walking downstairs going to the living area, where he sat down the couch, and then, looked at me once more.

Why is he staring at me like that? Like he is going to eat me alive?

Anyway, even though my heart is beating loudly, I followed him, and I stood beside the couch. While he put his arms across his chest, and same goes to his legs.

"So, what's your answer to my question? Is it a yes, or a no?" he directly asked me like nothing happened between him and that woman who just left.

Wow. What a jerk he is. Don't tell me he is still thinking about marrying me? Unbelievable.

"My answer is still no, your majesty. And it seems like you have a lot of women, so, why not them or her instead?" I answered rudely, referring to the woman he was with in the room a while ago.

"Who? That woman? I don't even know her," he innocently replied, like it means nothing to him whatever happened to them a while ago.

This is outrageous. He is insane! He doesn't even know who's he fvcking? Unbelievable.

"Look, I had no other choice, but to do this. It's either you agree with me, or I will post this on the social media, and show this to your father," he mentioned, and he brought up his phone to show me the video of me dancing in the bar so intoxicated.

I gaped seeing the video of me so, I immediately grabbed his phone out of his hand, but he is faster than me and he hid his phone from me.

"Where did you get that video? Delete it now!" I angrily demanded.

"I will delete it once you agree with me," he told in a business manner.

"You, tell me, are you following me? You're stalker, aren't you?" I blurted out, arching my eyebrows at him because he is so annoying right now.

I don't care if he is a prince, I would kill him with my bare hands. Don't he dare.

"Me, stalker? Do I look like one?" he smirked, asking me back.

This guy is really testing me.

"Then, tell me how did you get that video? Tell me," I asked him once again, daring him.

"Well, I happened to saw you last night. That's all. You, what were you doing in the bar and talking about me with your friend? Don't you know that it's confidential that I am here? Nobody knows that I am here, but thanks to you someone might see me here. They'll be after my tail again, sooner or later," he reasoned out, throwing me the guilt.

"Confidential, or you are just hiding? In the first place, what is the Prince of Dubai doing here in our country, huh?" I challenged him.

Who is he talking to? I'm not afraid of him. I can kick him on the shin if I want to!

My thoughts vanished when he suddenly stood, and seriously stares at me, which made me looked up at him since he is taller than me.

"You don't know who I am, so, mind your own business, woman. Now, get out of my house," he madly demanded, and he turned his back away from me as he dismissed me and our conversation ended.

Now, who's a scaredy-cat between us? Jerk! Don't me! And I rolled my eyes because I just realized that he's useless.

I would never say thank you to him! As in NEVER!

"Look for a woman that will follow everything you say, idiot. Don't me. Whatever," I loudly uttered, and I stomped my feet going to the door so, I can leave this nasty mansion.

What an arrogant bastard! Jerk! He's the prince of Dubai? I don't think so! He is a Prince of Je-- I didn't finish my thoughts when a hand grabbed my arm and I was twisted around only to be greeted by a soft thing. I was stunned because of what happened, so, I looked down where my lips landed and my eyes widened in shock because the man who told me to get out is now very close to me without my permission!

Wait, what? What the hell?! After he made out with that woman, now he is kissing me with those filthy lips?

Disgusting!!!

This is so gross! He might transfer the bacteria or virus he have on me!

So with all of my strength, I pushed his chest, which made me touched his rocky chest and my heart started to beat loud and fast like I'm going to explode. When I finally got free, I placed my right hand where my heart is because I couldn't breath.

Oh, no.

"Don't tell me that's your first kiss," he teased me not knowing what I really feel about what happened between us.

But, I ignored him because I am thinking about my weak heart, that I am trying to calm down. Unfortunately, I couldn't control my heart, which made me hyperventilate.

"Are you alright? What happened to you?" he asked with concern when he got close to me again.

I couldn't take it anymore. And my vision went black---

To be continued...