Twisted encounter

Monday came...

Before the sun rises, Krizzia went home to bathe and change as well as getting ready for her early tutor today. Before eight she's already on her way to her student's residence.

"Good morning, Teacher Krizzia!" The village guard greeted. She smiled sweetly and waved back to him.

"Good morning, sir guard! Have a nice day ahead."

"Thank you, you too!"

"Hello, Krizzia. You're early again." Like usual, many greeted her. Mostly people who knew her.

"Punctuality is a must, brother Sandro." She answered as Sandro joined her on her way to her employer's house. Sandro is a family relative of Reid, and was just staying for a few months. He used to go biking every morning which Krizzia usually sees whenever she's on her way to Reid's mansion. Except for that, Sandro has the looks that women would be willing to die for. Dark intimidating brows, hooded eyes, sharp nose and grim thin lips. His jaws are also eye-catching. In addition, his body composition screams sexual appeal.

"Ohh, right. Anyways, can I invite you for lunch later? If you're not free at lunch, can we dine together? It's my treat." She stopped walking and turned to see Sandro by her side. He's holding his bike now while joining her from walking.

Honestly, she did not expect to hear such words from Sandro. A person like him is beyond her reach, so it somehow surprised her. "Aren't you doing something important, brother Sandro?" She's shy by the way.

Sandro leisurely chuckled, "It will be my last day here in the province, my vacation will be over today as well. That's why I want to ask you out for a friendly date, if it's only fine for you? I hope it doesn't bother you..."

Krizzia thought of her schedule for the day so, "I think I'll be free by the afternoon. I'm busy at night so I can't be with you during that time." She said meaningfully and it made Sandro smile.

"That'll be fine. Well then, I'll see you in the afternoon?"

She nodded and gave him an equal expression before resuming her way towards the mansion.

As soon as she arrived, she was greeted by her employer Mr. and Mrs. Reid. They had an early coffee while waiting for Brent to come down. Like usual, they talked about their recent activities during weekends.

"Teacher, good morning." Brent greeted her in a low timid voice. They were currently chatting by the veranda when he appeared.

She turned around and found Brent who became silent after greeting her. He's standing there like a good student unlike the recent student who was so stubborn and simultaneously caused her trouble.

"Hi, Brent. How was your sleep?" She stood up and approached him. She knelt to level his height. Brent looked sleepy while yawning. He seemed fresh from the bath as well.

"I'm good, teacher. I was playing Nintendo last night and I lost an hours which was supposed for my rest." The kid said expressionlessly. His voice is still cute with a hint of maturity.

"Rest is important to our health, you must not exhaust yourself Brent." She then messes his wet hair, like petting him in a gentle manner. She yearned to be this close to Brent, and now that she got his heart, it made her happy. "Don't overdo it next time, okay?" Brent just nod at her.

Krizzia excused herself from the couple and began to tutor Brent. She was observing Brent while solving a math solution silently. Brent is a smart kid. He coped up quick and understood everything she discussed. Only his behavior from before she couldn't interrogate which she ended up tolerating him and let him do all the cruel humiliation to her.

If his brother would show up here and then, she won't hold herself back and teach him a lesson. After she discovered the initial reason for Brent's action towards her, it darkened her mood. How could a brother command his little brother to hurt women just because he despises them? He might have lost some screws from his head. Damn him for screwing Brent with his dirty schemes. It was unreasonable and unbelievable! What is it to do with her when he gets broke with his lover? Why does he have to squirt his anger to other women when he can just spat directly to his lover? It makes her blood boil every time she remembers it. Even his dominating voice forged her to sew his ill-mannered mouth.

"Teacher, are you alright?" Brent's voice penetrated her from overthinking.

"Oh, I'm fine. Are you done?" She composed herself in front of him and checked his paper.

"You don't look fine to me, teacher. Actually, you look similar to a dog ready to bark anytime." The kid shrugged his shoulder before standing up, "I'll get you water." He left after.

She was dumbfounded, her checks blushed. She didn't expect Brent to compare her to a dog. Does she really look like one when she gets affected by the unpleasant memory of his brother? She let out a heavy breath and clasped her face with her hands. Gosh, it was embarrassing, how could she afford losing her temper in front of a kid?

Alright, she must forget about it now. It's bad to influence Brent with her ugly mood.

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After Hunt arrived back in the Philippines, he drove his car directly to his parents'residence in the province.

It was close to noon when he parked his car just outside the house's entrance. One of the maids noticed his arrival so she went out to greet Hunt. "Good morning, Young Master."

Hunt didn't utter any and strode himself inside. In the living area, he saw his parents sitting intimately. Later on, his father noticed his presence and so did his mother.

"You're early, son. Shouldn't we be supposed to meet tomorrow?" Mr. Reid said. Mrs. Reid stood up and approached him. Giving him a longing embrace and a genuine peck in the cheek.

"I heard the news from your father, was it true? Are you getting married?" His mom is giggling while her eyes sparkle with excitement.

He nod lazily, "What else can I do? I'm old, alright." Followed by his parents light chuckles. Mrs. Reid clutched her arm to his son's arm, gliding him with her to the living area.

"I'm happy for you, son. Perhaps, sad with the sudden news." She said to her son with a long face drafted in her face.

Hunt's brow knitted at his mom's expression. "Why? Is there something that I have to monetize? Isn't it what you and dad want?" He looked confused, however became frank.

"Your mom seemed not to accept the fact that you didn't meet the girl she likes for you." Mr. Reid then took the newspaper from the center table. "Even I was a bit disappointed that you haven't met your little brother's tutor."

Just as the three of them talk, when Brent passes by the living area, "Brother?" He seemed surprised to see Hunt at home. Instead of heading to the kitchen, he went to Hunt which was not hesitant to give him a pat. "When did you arrive? I did not notice you." Brent was obviously glad and happy with Hunt's presence. Not only did his mom clutch his arm like a monkey, but his little brother cuddled with him. Leaving Mr. Reid out of order.

"I just arrived. How are you?" In a husky and bossy voice, he asked.

"I'm fine, brother. My teacher has always been good to me and never scolds me with the tricks I had done to her before. But I was also worried, because a family of her got hospitalized and I couldn't do anything other than be good. She was sad and I felt guilty." Struck by what his brother said, his brow arch.

He couldn't forget the filthy teacher who dared to talk back to him, the nerve of that lady. Somehow, it made his composure heavy.

Mrs. Reid noticed it. "His personal teacher is kin -" she was consoling her son when Krizzia popped out somewhere.

"Brent?" She was searching for Brent when her eyes paused at the living area. Her eyes widened as well as Hunt still.

"Krizzia?" He frowned at her presence, while she was nailed in her post.

"Hunt?" Can't believe what she saw, her heart stumbles.

Mr. and Mrs. Reid including Brent were looking at them alternately. "You know each other?" It was his mom and dad asked in chorus. They're also frowning. Confused.

"What are you doing here?"