(Sena POV)
My eyes widened.
“Sean…hehe. Why didn't you tell me she’s blind? And besides, aren’t there any masseurs here? “I confusedly picked up the towel and threw it back at him, specifically at his angry snake. “I also need a massage. My body hurts. Ouch. “
I was about to turn away but he pulled me closer instead.
“Since you’re looking for something, let me help you.” He was about to kiss me but….
“Wait!” I pushed his face away. “I’m not looking for anything. I thought I’m just getting a haircut today. We’re also attending the ball tonight. We don't have time for anything else… “
“Tss. Just call them. Tsk! “He let me go and laid down on his stomach again.
Did he really think I’d let him do it in that place? There were customers outside and I still couldn’t forget what Luis sai
(Sean POV)Me and my wife immediately went back to the suite after Leon confirmed that there were puppets of the Madrid everywhere. My staff went moving. Hint and I also successfully lured the ants that wanted to hurt my wife. I got those people arrested, regardless of the commotion it made. It even reached the local news.But as Sena and I left the spa, I sniffed another trouble.Wanna kill my wife? They're surely looking for their final breath.(Sena POV)I was sitting in front of the mirror while I combed the hair that reached down my waist. If Sean didn’t point it out, I wouldn’t realize it was that long.Sean was talking to the hairdresser as if he himself was getting a haircut. If I only knew it sooner, I could’ve had taken a picture of my hair for a before-and-after montage.I looked at Sean from the mirror’s reflection. Something felt u
(Sena POV)“Thank you, Sean,” I said softly when the waitress left.“Hope you learned from me. ““Huh? Learned what?”“Oh well… I guess you never learned anything.”“Is this about my ‘attitude and behavior’ again?”“Yes. You made a progress somehow. Now act accordingly as if we’re already at the party. “When the food arrived, he kept pointing out the mistakes that I kept on doing while eating. I never imagined eating has to be that strict. My meal process routine was to spoon the food, eat what’s in the spoon, and swallow. But mankind has became so civilized to the point that the spoon has to do sophisticated things before it reaches your mouth. What was passable to Cecile’s standards was not even okay to Sean.He took his cutleries and taught me how to eat. In his style. Don't be stubborn
(Sena POV)We passed by a mall and the language spoken by the locals was foreign to my ears. I heard some English but other than that, I couldn’t understand what they were saying. I’m only bilingual, Filipino being my first language and Korean as the second… Kidding.Sean stuck out among the crowd like a prince in a white stallion. He’s really handsome I should admit. No amount of stress can make him ugly. I usually think he’s biracial.If Mister Limuel was a bit robust, I bet he’ll look more handsome. But not as attractive as his son. Anyway, Sean’s mom looked like the virgin Mary. Maybe Sean inherited her genes…or perhaps he got a balanced share of good genes from both of his parents. I nodded at myself. It wasn’t impossible that his parents have foreign lineage too.Suddenly, a fat red mascot passed us by! It has small bee wings, a red blazer, and a chef’s hat. It was JOLLIB
(Sena POV)The arcade was crowded so not until the play area or even a spot was vacated, Sean and I spent time looking over the accessories that were being sold. Like the cute hood hats. I got Sean an angry bear while I got myself a pink bunny bear hat. I definitely looked like a kid but Sean was frowning like a dried prune. Whenever he does that, I’d always pinch his arm.“Hey what's that for?!”“You’re acting like a killjoy,” I then grabbed his arm and tiptoed to kiss his flushed cheeks.Although he stayed silent, that kiss made his face redder. Funny how something as simple as that can make him yield to me easily. I was able to pull him towards the basketball hop! One of my favorite games.“Let's swipe!”One swipe and the machine released the balls. Sean took one and we started shooting. We were trying to snatch turns from each other when the balls started running out! The m
(Sena POV)I first noticed his wet neck. Then his forehead and especially… ahem… the bead of sweat running from the side of his nose down to the edge of his lips. He was all sweaty! Well, his house is a refrigerator and his skin is used to the cold.He took off his coat and threw it away, which I caught. He swiped again for the third time. The jerk has been addicted to the game and I still haven’t given him his kiss. My arm already felt sore for a minute of playing. Well, I don't have to be as inexhaustible as Lebron. 😅😅😅But when he overstayed in front of that machine, I pulled him away.“You can play other games here and not just basketball! ““Hey, I just want to claim more kisses since you gave up easily. If win every time, I will redeem four kisses. “I ignored what he was saying and brought him to the… Claw Station! The stuffed toys were super adorable.&ldqu
(Sena POV)Sean gave back the card to me. I swiped and for the umpteenth time of optimism, I clawed that damn piggy again. It fell back down over and over until…Almost there…“Oops, don’t fall! Our pig, please be mine!” I thought.And when it fell into the hole, my eyes widened! I immediately took it without really believing that we won.“Yiiieee! I got it!”“At last. It’s been really frustrating to get that pig! “he said.Surprisingly, Sean hugged me as if I have just given birth to his son. I smiled at him, or maybe at the thought of getting pregnant again.An alarm blared off when he kicked the machine, so I pulled him away.“Why did you do that?” I frowned at him.“That machine is a freaking cheat. We should’ve just bought a lot of stuffed toys… tsk!”He’s right. But the happiness y
(Sena POV)“Shall we claim it now?”Haha, poor Sean. He didn’t know that the number of tickets he has could only claim a few pieces of candies or Sanrio rubber bands. 😂😂😂 He still went to the claiming booth and after his 56 tickets got counted, I couldn’t hold my laugh at the three candies he received. At least I love him.“We almost bathed in sweat and this is all we’ll get?” He couldn’t believe the three cheap candies in his palm.I took one, unwrapped it, and put it into his mouth.“Tss! This is so childish, Sena,” he left the remaining candies on the counter.Did he think the prize was an iPhone? Haha. I love you, Sean!The next attraction he was eyeing was the High Striker, a game of strength using a hammer to strike a lever until the bell rings.There were lots of students gathered around it and a group of females were cheering for a man who w
Nine MonthsWritten by: Death Wish@2021The night sky was clear except for the dark clouds that were about to envelope the full moon. He was there, standing on the rooftop of the tallest building in the city, and his deadly stare never left the moon. He couldn’t wait any longer.The bustling streets below were like glittery stars, only that there were no stars that night. To think of it, the earth and the heavens are figuratively similar. The moon could never be outshined by the little stars, not even if it is in its thinnest crescent or its reddest eclipse. Just like how the people beneath him could never be any better than he is.He smiled.He knew the plight of the people around him, especially those whom he chooses to reap from. Whatever he wants, he gets. Be it gold, diamonds, or even the most expensive stones. Name it and it’s his.He was born a businessman and his to