May1st

"Leo, don't you love me again?"

"I don't, so stop." Leo said, stealing glances at the woman in the driver seat, who doesn't seem to care about the fact that another woman was with him. 


He was stunned when the woman beside him took advantage of his distraction and sealed his lips with her own. "Don't you miss this?" She asked. 

"Get out!" He screamed.

After getting rid of his ex that kept pestering him, he swallowed hard before, "I'm sorry you had to see that." He said. 

"What's my business with that?" She fired back.

.........

"You know I can't be killed by humans, except you right?" She asked. 

"I know." 

"Then what are you doing here? What if this was a trap?" She felt so pissed right now and couldn't get the feeling of his racing heart off her mind.

Could it be that he has been in love with her, all these while? 

She wasn't ready to face the truth and seeing the determination in his eyes before opening his mouth to talk, "let's just leave." She said. 

She couldn't face his response. 

.........

"You know, I just feel like kissing you right now." She said and his eyes went huge. 

Did he hear right? 

The woman that hated him so much and didn't bother hiding it, actually said that? 

"Well... umm." He was still searching for a reply, because he refused to believe this is real, but Clara wasn't asking for permission. 

She just let him know what she felt like doing. She limited the space between their lips to nothing and took his lower one in between her lips, while his lashes fluttered continuously. 


"Don't let that woman touch you again. I don't like it!" She declared, claiming her man. 



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Rude, Yet Still Owns The CEO's Heart

Leo was busy in his office when he received Belle's call.


As if being chased, he rushed out of his office and ran towards the elevator. The staff were stunned but didn't dare show it.


He did not have the courage to go to her house, because he felt awful for how he treated her. Which was why he had been calling her number to know if she would like to talk, but Clara never picked his call.


"How may I help you, miss Welch?" Mick asked in his normal professional tone.


Clara sighed. They have known each other for a while now, but Mick still treated her like a guest. 


She couldn't believe that she would have to compel him again.


"You know that friend of mine that I asked you about the last time?" Clara asked.


"Did she contact you after then?" She asked.


"She came here to thank me and inform me that she has gotten another job, that I should not spare any post for her anymore." Mick replied.


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