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"Hey, Miss, wait!" a handsome police officer called out to me. I stopped my motorcycle and gave him a sweet smile, but his face was serious.

"Ahehehe, yes, sir?" I said cutely.

"Why aren't you wearing a helmet? Do you know how much the fine is? Oh, your name and age?" I scratched my head. I'm dead. I saw that he seemed to be writing something.

"Ah, eh, Mary Lie, 24." That's all I could say.

"Your family name? Wait, do you have a license?"

"Bog, sir. Yes, I do." I said shyly. Of course, who wouldn't be shy when you see a cool police officer with a good physique, and their uniform is intimidating, hello!

He seemed surprised by my last name, tsk. My brother put our licenses in the U-box so it would be easy to get them if needed. I immediately opened it and showed it to him.

"Where are you from?" he asked again.

"Just from around here, sir." After I said that, he wrote again on what looked like a receipt and immediately handed it to me when he finished.

"Oh, here, go to the municipal hall and pay at the treasurer's office. If you don't pay that within seven days, we can forward it. You can go now, Miss. Next time, wear a helmet."

He said it without pause.

I took the receipt, and my eyes widened when I saw that the fine was 500 pesos?! Idiot! Tsk, what a bad day, that animal!

I angrily got back on my motorcycle. Before I could even start, he said something that made me turn around.

"Is Jerry Bog your brother?"

I didn't answer him and sped off immediately to the municipal hall to pay. Wait, what does he care anyway? That police officer is so annoying, ruining my day!

My Dearest Mary

"Why did you bring me here?" I asked him, puzzled.

Here we were, me and this jerk, in front of his house. This cop must be really rich because his house is huge.

I didn't even know why he brought me here after we ate earlier. What could this animal be planning now?

He looked puzzled when he noticed I wasn't following him, so he came back for me.

"Mary, what's the problem?" he asked me, looking confused. I, on the other hand, was hesitant to answer him.

"What are we even doing here? Just take me home," I said softly to him.

"I want to show you around my house," he said seriously, pointing to the house. I was amazed and couldn't believe what this guy was saying.

"You mean this is really yours?!" I said in disbelief. He just nodded and smiled.

"Hold on! What are we going to do inside your house, huh?"

He just gave me a mischievous grin and pulled my hand.

"Hold on, wait! Answer my question!" I said irritably to him, stomping my foot because what I hate most is not getting an answer.

"Don't be so restless," he said, trying to calm me down. When I didn't listen, I was shocked when he suddenly picked me up.

"Hey, what are you doing! Put me down! What's with all this carrying around!" I yelled at him.

He carried me bridal style. I only stopped squirming when I noticed how close our faces were to each other, and this guy smelled so good!

I stared at him closely. This jerk actually has a sharp nose, and his lips are like a girl's—pink lips, why is that? And his eyelashes are so long.

A moment later, he put me down inside the house, and I was so amazed by how clean and beautiful the paintings on display were. They were clearly expensive!

"Why are you the only one here? Where are your maids?"

"I gave them the day off for now," he replied curtly. Tsk, that's why it's so quiet inside.

"And where are your parents?" It was puzzling because, for such a big house, it was unbelievable that he was the only one here.

"Both in the States; they have a business there," he explained.

Woah! He really grew up a rich kid!

"There are only two of us, both boys. My older brother is also in the States," he explained.

I didn't finish what I was going to say because he covered my mouth with his large hand. How rude!

"Why are you asking so many questions?" he said, a bit annoyed with me.

"Well, you're just scared because it's just the two of us here, aren't you?" he said with a hint of teasing.

"N-no, what are you talking about?"

Damn, I stuttered. I ended up hitting his arm. Ouch, it's so hard!

"Oh, really? This is my own house, so I'm really the only one here."

"Ah, well, can I just use the restroom first? Where is it?" I really had to pee because of this guy. My cheeks must be bright red again!

"Go to the left; the bathroom is there," he pointed to me.

I just nodded and ran to the bathroom he mentioned.

I was amazed by how large and spacious his bathroom was! It had a bathtub, and the toilet and shower were separate.

Chapter Eight