Chapter 4:
1390 Words
RACHEL
“Adam, are you okay?” I asked him because he was just staring at me. He was probably surprised by my question.
“Go to sleep,” he said seriously.
“Do you agree with me now?” I asked him with a smile.
“Still not,” he replied.
“Adam, I'm not a child anymore for you to be so strict with me,” I said, slightly annoyed.
“You're in my house and I still make the rules. You’re my responsibility, Rachel,” he responded.
“You’re giving me a reason to be upset, Adam,” I said.
“Whatever you're thinking, don’t go through with it,” he warned.
“Oh, looks like Adam is deep in thought,” I said, laughing.
“Go to sleep,” he repeated and quickly left.
I quickly followed him. He was about to enter his room, but I got there before him. I didn't intend to reveal my true personality, but he was pushing me.
“What the heck?!” he exclaimed, shocked because he didn't expect me to follow him.
“It's cold in my room, Adam. Can I stay here for a while? I just want to warm up,” I asked him with a grin.
“What do you think you’re doing?” he asked through gritted teeth.
“I’ll do anything just for you to allow me,” I replied, wanting to tease him.
“Damn it! Okay fine, do whatever you want,” his handsome face looked stressed.
“Really? Are you allowing me now?” I asked.
“Leave,” he said coldly.
“Leave what?”
“Leave my room now and let’s talk about it tomorrow,” he instructed.
“If you don't allow me, I’ll run away,” I threatened.
“Don’t you dare, Rachel,” he said firmly.
“I dare you, Adam. Good night,” I said sweetly, and stood on tiptoe to give him a peck on the cheek.
I quickly left his room and went into my own. I lay face down on my bed. I couldn't help but smile whenever I remembered godfather's handsome face. He seemed allergic to women. I felt giddy when I remembered kissing him.
"What would it taste like if I kissed him on the lips?" I playfully wondered to myself.
Teasing him is actually quite fun. I took my phone and opened my social media. I searched for my godfather's account. Ohhh... He's really famous here because he has twenty million followers.
I took a screenshot of his sexy photo and saved it. While lying down, I stared at his picture and found myself wanting to know him more. I wanted to know what was so special about Adam Sebastian Dela Vega. Why is he so hot? I also followed him so he could see my account.
I know my dad would have scolded me if he were still alive. I'm sure he wouldn't have allowed me to come here because I know he would have taken care of me. The happiness I felt was suddenly replaced with sadness. I missed him so much. I wish I hadn't stayed long in England. I wish I had stayed here so I could have been with him longer. My heart was full of regret. I had so many what ifs. What if I had come home earlier? What if I had been with him from the start? I was just too focused on myself. I never considered that my dad might have been lonely being here all by himself.
I cried and cried until I didn't realize I had fallen asleep. I heard my alarm, so I got up. It’s six in the morning. I stayed in my nighties. I went down to the kitchen because I planned to cook breakfast for my godfather.
"Good morning!" I cheerfully greeted lady butler.
"Good morning, dear," she replied with a smile.
"Do you mind if I help out?" I asked her.
"Oh, dear, I can handle this," she replied.
"I know you're still sleepy. I'll cook our breakfast. Don't worry, your kitchen is safe. I won't burn it down," I joked.
"Go ahead, dear. You seem like you want to make it up to your godfather because he scolded you last night," she said, laughing.
"Yes, so his forehead won't wrinkle anymore. He might age faster if he's always stressed," I joked.
"You really are something, kid, I really enjoy the way we speak," she said to me, laughing.
"So we understand each other," I replied to her, also laughing.
"Go ahead, cook now, and I'll take a nap," she said to me.
"Yes, alright. Thank you."
As soon as she left, I got straight to work. I started cooking fried rice. I also cooked some rice and fried our dishes.
"The food you're cooking smells good, man–"
I turned around because I heard Adam's voice. I saw him pause when he saw me. "Good morning, Adam." I approached him and kissed him on the cheek.
"Would you like some coffee, Adam?" I asked him with a sweet tone.
"Where's the lady butler?" he asked me.
"She's in her room, resting for a while. Would you like some coffee?"
"No, thanks," he replied, which made me a bit sad.
"Have a seat, let's eat," I said to him happily.
"If you're doing this, so I'll allow you to go out at night, don't get your hopes up. I won't allow you," he said to me.
"Okay, no problem," I said to him.
"Good morning!" I greeted godfather's driver with a smile as he had just arrived.
"Good morning, sexy," he greeted me back with a smile.
"Would you like some coffee?" I asked him.
"Are you going to make it for me, sexy?"
"Sure, black or with cream?"
"Just black," he replied, still smiling.
I made him a coffee, and he took it.
"Please eat, I cooked breakfast."
"Wow, it looks delicious."
"Yes, kuya. Just as delicious as the cooking," I joked, but he suddenly burned himself with the coffee.
"Are you okay?" I asked him, concerned.
"I'm okay, sexy," he replied to me.
"Sorry, kuya. I was only kidding," I whispered to him.
"It's okay," he said, laughing as well.
"Alright, I'll go upstairs, Adam. I'll sleep again because I'm still sleepy," I told them.
"What about my coffee?" Adam suddenly asked me.
"You said you didn't want it," I replied to him and left the kitchen.
I heard the driver's loud laughter. He's so picky, he actually wanted it. But I still didn't make him any. I went up to my room. I wasn't really sleepy, that was just an excuse. Since I hadn't taken a shower earlier, I went into the bathroom now. I took a shower to fully wake myself up.
"What the—"
I was surprised because when I came out of the bathroom, Adam was sitting on my bed. I clutched my towel tightly. He was just looking at me. I was a bit annoyed because it seemed like I didn't have any effect on him.
"Do you need anything, Adam?" I asked him.
"In my house, I have rules and you need to obey me," he said seriously to me.
"I know, and you sound like my dad," I said to him, annoyed.
"Starting today, you need to wear decent clothes, especially when there are men around," he said to me.
"Adam, let me remind you. It's a free country, so I can wear whatever I want. And I'm comfortable wearing sexy dresses. It wasn't as if I grew up conservative. So, don't expect me to become a Maria Clara," I said to him.
"Why are you so stubborn?" he asked me.
"As stubborn as... Nevermind," I said to him with a grin.
"Rachel, take me seriously—"
"I'm serious, Adam," I said to him with a smile.
"I need to go now. I can't get a straight answer from you. Just don't leave the house looking like you're wearing too little. You're not in your house anymore," he reminded me.
"Adam, wait," I stopped him.
"What?" he asked me, annoyed.
"Do you prefer me with clothes or without?" I asked him as I removed the towel wrapped around my body.
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