Love Captures the Bad Boy's Heart

"Tim... I'm waiting for you..." "Feliz... I can't pick you up... you'll have to catch a ride back yourself." "Tim... but it's late... and there are no cars..." "Ugh... that's it... I'm busy now," Tim, Feliz's boyfriend, said in a husky voice before quickly hanging up. "Again... leaving me alone again... am I really still his girlfriend?" The slim figure with a sweet face muttered to herself under the dark sky. The petite figure gracefully sat down at the bus stop, where hardly any cars were passing by. "Riz, are you free? Can you come pick me up? Tim left me again..." "Again, Feliz? He stood you up again? Break up with him, guys like that... Where are you now?" her close friend asked with concern. "At the bus stop... near the coffee shop where I work." "Oh... hang on... let me call Charles to see if he's still around there..." 10:15 p.m. "Dr. Charles, there's nothing left on the schedule today... will you be leaving now?" the secretary reported to Charles, a general doctor who also holds a position as an executive at a famous private hospital. "Yes... I'll be leaving." "Okay... would you like some coffee?" "No, thank you," Charles replied politely before walking over to remove his clean white coat and hang it in the closet. He briskly walked to his luxury sports car, worth nearly 40 million. His gel-set hair was lightly tousled by his hand, enough to mess up the set style, shedding his doctor persona and leaving only the notorious playboy, because tonight... he was going hunting! Kim: Hey man, are you coming? Charles: On my way, looking for someone hot and gorgeous. The message was sent to the group. Riz Calling... "Why the hell is she calling now?" Charles muttered irritably when his sister suddenly called, interrupting him. "Bro... have you left the hospital yet?" "I'm on my way... what's up?" Charles replied flatly. "Can you pick up my friend for me? My condo is far..." "Is your friend cute? If not, I'm not going." "She's very pretty... but please, bro... she's naive... let her be, just this once," his sister pleaded, knowing well what her brother was like. "Where's your friend?" "At the bus stop in front of the coffee shop, near our hospital... please take care of her... and don't hit on her! I'm asking you for this one!" his sister emphasized heavily. He sent a message to the chat group. Charles: Guys, I'm on duty, can't make it. Sun: On duty again, leaving me and Kim as usual. Kim: You're on duty too often, not doing something else, are you? Charles: Would love to do something else, actually. Charles sighed. "Does my sister think I'm a taxi service?" he grumbled, but eventually drove to the destination his sister mentioned right away. Meanwhile... The petite figure sighed repeatedly, watching cars pass by, though there were very few. Plus, she was stood up by her boyfriend again, and this wasn't the first time. "Am I still his girlfriend?" "Wow... she's stunning... should I hit on her?" Charles muttered to himself quietly as he watched her for a moment. He then turned to the back seat and grabbed a cold beer can he usually kept in the car for when he was bored. "Want some...?" He offered the beer can to her before sitting down next to her. "Huh... no, thanks... I don't drink... don't think you can get me drunk," she said, wiping her tears away roughly, frustrated with her boyfriend who seemed to ignore her more each day. "Hearing your voice makes my heart flutter," Charles teased her in a friendly manner. "And who are you? Do you have bad intentions?" Feliz raised an eyebrow at the tall guy beside her. "I'm just lonely... so I came to sit with you." "Lonely? Is this the time to be lonely? Can I trust you?" she asked warily, moving away from him. "Do I look untrustworthy?" He raised an eyebrow at her. "Yes... you don't look trustworthy at all... um... I should go." Feliz prepared to get up and move away. Her cautious nature made her distrust the tall figure in front of her, even though she was playful and chatty, she was also wary. "Where are you going? I'll take you." "Stop! Stop right there! Or I'll really call the police..." Feliz said, stepping back slowly, inch by inch. "You stop... don't walk any further." Charles slowly followed her. "No! You stop! What are you planning to do to me?" "Trust me... stop walking first..." "No!" she said firmly. Thud! "Ah!" As she kept stepping back, she suddenly stumbled and twisted her ankle, but Charles was quicker than expected and rushed to grab her slender waist, preventing her from losing her balance. Now, she found herself in Charles' arms, their eyes locked as if enchanted for several moments. Her scent made Charles' blood pump faster. It was so fragrant and sweet that he wanted to bury his face in her neck right then. But when she regained her composure, she quickly pushed him away. "Why didn't you warn me about the pipe?!" "I kept saying stop, stop, stop, but you didn't listen... you almost fell and broke your leg!" "Ouch!" Feliz cried out when she tried to walk back to her seat but had to stop because her ankle was sprained. "Stop... don't move... let me take a look." "Can I really trust you?" "You can trust me... sorry..." Then Charles gently lifted her onto the bench and took off her sneakers. "Ouch!" "Does it hurt?" he asked, as he looked up at her. "Yes..." "It's a sprain... just a moment." Charles quickly ran to his car and grabbed a first aid kit. "Wow... you're really prepared... you even have a first aid kit in your car!" "Well, I'm a doctor," Charles replied to her as he wrapped her ankle as the final step. "All done... let's go, I'll take you to your dorm." "No, I feel uncomfortable... I don't mean to be rude, but I can't go with someone I don't know, and I don't even know who you are," she said frankly. "I'm Rai's brother. My name is Charleston, but you can call me Charles... and I'm here because Rai asked me to pick you up." "Oh... then why didn't you tell me from the start that you're Rai's brother... you had me thinking you were a creep this whole time." She could be too straightforward, but there was an innocence to it. She's like a little kitten.