Hope: Simple Love

Chapter 8

I sighed and enter an elevator. The employees inside bowed at me and I bowed at them too. I was about to press the close button when Luke appeared with a grin on his lips. I pressed the close button three times but he still managed to enter the elevator.

"What a bad girl you are, miss Loyola. You're embarrassing me infront of my teammates," he chuckles and move closer to me as he pressed the 15 and 13 button.

I looked behind us to see three girls giggling to each other. I shake my head and roll my eyes at Luke. He was about to talk again when I pointed my earphone. He immediately smile and talk to his teammates.

"Who's that? Sounds awfully familiar," Lynangel's voice echoed in my ear.

I smirked and answer her while looking at the elevator's door where I can see the tall man beside me. He was grinning to the girls and slightly turned his upper body.

"Luke Kaiser," I said it abit loud and slow.

"f**k!"

I luaghed at my friend's loud cursed. I also imagined her stopping her car abruptly because of what I said.

I turned my head when Luke tap my shoulder. He pointed his self and with a curious look. I raised an eyebrow at him and mouthed, "Lynangel", his face then became serious. He shake his head and immediately close his lips. I saw his thick eyebrows twitch as if he remembered something unpleasant.

"That jerk is still alive? Oh my God, how on earth is that jerk alive?"

I giggled at her remarks. She went on her complaints about Luke for a whole ride in the elevator. When I sit on my swivel chair, she starts again from the original topic.

"Anyway, about that, I decided I should invite you so your weekend will not be useless. That's why I am heading to your condo right now!"

I guess, Lynangel was the reason why I don't get bored at my life at all. She let me experience all the glamourous and funny moments that in fact, I shouldn't be. That Friday night, I went home at my condo with a bucket of fried chicken and some beers in can. It was supposedly a beauty rest night, but she craved for some alcohol.

On Saturday's morning, we went to a spa and salon to get our body and skin ready. We bought some expensive dress that I almost say no to her and just ditch her. But again, I always end up buying it anyway.

When we went to my condo, just after a lunch, we went to the shower room and get ourselves ready. She was so excited that she did my make up and hair. She braided my hair to a waterfalls braid style and do some light but bright make up. She spend two hours on me and two more hours on her.

I looked in the whole body mirror inside my messy room. I caress my dress and can't help but to compliment how the dress was made. It was a simple yet elegant dark blue sweetheart bodycon dress. The deep and long v-neck style make my collarbones to be more visible and the small circle on the end of the v-neck shows some of my cleavege. Lynangel put some glitters on my collarbone down to my chest to make it more appealing. The 1/4 puffs shoulders are decorated with a zigzag black net at the edge of the shoulders. Infront was decorated with some glitters that has a grass-shaped from my waist down to the end of the skirt. It was so beautiful that it costs almost a thousand dollars. Thankfully, it comes with a gold chained blue purse with a big pearl in the center.

I sighed when I remember the amount of my savings. I don't know if I should be happy or not, knowing that the payday was next week, and I have some bonuses because I did a great job on some projects.

"How do I look?"

I turned my body to Lynangel. She was wearing a light blue tube dress with a black three layers of net skirt up above her knees. She was so tall that it looks too good on her. Her hair was in a messy bun and with a very small black hat as a decoration. We both carries same purse because she insited to buy one. Her make up was more glamourous than mine. She has some two colors of eyeshadow, a small diamond sticker on the center of her forehead, a full red matte lipstick on her curved thick lips, and a drunk blush on applied on her protruded cheeks. She also put some glitters on her chest.

"Beautiful as a cow," I teased her and turned my back on her and look in the mirror again.

The only thing that I can proudly say is that my collarbone and bust are greater than her. She always said that she envies my body but I also said that I like her body more.

We both get a boyfriend black coat and hang it over on our shoulder. We both ride the elevator while she clings to my arm. We both wear four inches pointed high-heels. Since her natural height are inches taller than mine, and both wear the same inches of heels, I still look shorter than her.

"Are you sure that your boss will pick us up? Isn't embarrassing if I come along?"

I straightened some of my baby hair near my temples as I frown and imagine how awkward it is to ride on stranger's car.

"Yes! He insisted on..." she trailed off as we both stand outside the building.

"What? Why?"

I looked at her and her full red lips were partly opened and her eyes were like blank as if something amazed her. I furrowed my forehead in curiousity and followed her line of sight. That moment, I feel like my decision to come was very wrong.

We both look to a limousine parked infront of the building. It was dark as night and shiny as a star. It was a car out of place infront of my average condo building. Just outside the doo was a man in some uniform and his long hat from head put on his chest and bow to us. I can't see his expression becuase it was dark and only the post light meters and the full moon lighted us. But in his stance, I reminded of an escort in five star hotel.

" Is that...our ride?"

My voice came out very soft and like a whisper but I guess she heard it because she nodded her head slowly. We both stare at the man infront. He moves his body and lifted his arm to open the door. He then stand straight and gesture his hand inside to go inside.

I looked at Lynangel but we both ended up looking at each other. I saw her lips curved into a smile then start giggling like a crazy girl. She hit my arm that she's clinging.

"Omg! s**t? Haha, my boss is really the best!"

She hit my arm again but instead of frowning at her, we both ended up smiling while walking towards the car.

"Good evening, sir! I didn't expect that your ride was this. I should've wear a ball gown, haha."

Lynangel first entered the car. As soon as her head enter, her mouth can't stop to blabbering. Her boss was just chuckled at her remarks and comment funnily to her secretary witful remarks.

I smiled at the guy who still holding the door. I saw him smile back but since half of his face covered a shadow, I can't really tell his appearance. I lowered my body and enter the luxurious car.

As soon as my butt reaches the seat, it was like as if I am sitting in a very expensive couch with a feather-like foam. I bounce myself once and got amazed how much I bounce with just a little force. The seat was very comfortable and wide. It has an armrest that separate me from Lynangel. I sniffs secretely and almost felt hypnotized at the strong fragrance of the car. I lifted my head and blink once when I saw a handful two layers of chandelier in the center.

There is also a transparent glass square table in the center. The long seats surrounded the table and was separated by an armest. Only the one door beside me has a space.

I looked at the table with a cup holder and all when something in my peripheral vision moved. I lifted my gaze and almost faint when I saw a pair of blue eyes directly staring at mine while he poured red wine on four glasses. I gripped on the seat and fidget my feet unconciously. My heart was beating hard for unknown reason which makes my throat dry.

"Mind introducing you friend, Lynangel?"

I move my eyes away from that hypnotizing blue eyes to the one who coughed fakely and talk. Lynangel nudged my arm to get my attention. I immediately plastered a small smile while feeling nervouse and hot.

"Uhm..." I looked at Lynangel's boss, then my eyes darted to the blue eyes like a magnet.

I coughed softly to gather my voice and to removed the lump stuck in my throat.

"My name is Adaire Loyola, it was nice finally meeting you, Mr. Archius Tacios," I gently said with a smile on my face and extended my arm.

Since he was just a meter away, he accepted my arm and shake softly our hands together. I saw his eyes glances to the man a seat apart from him. My eyes followed his eyes and saw the man infront of me drinking a wine while looking intently at Mr. Archius.

"Archius is fine. Its okay to treat each other as friends, right, Adaire?"

I don't know if it's just me but he sound like something is funny. I giggles awkwardly while nodding my head and released his hand.

"Your hands are smooth, huh?" he looks at his hand and close it like he was holding something precious, his eyes glances again to the man infront of me but I tried my best not to follow his gaze this time, "What is your work, Miss Adaire?"

"I already told you that, boss. She is working as an Executive Accountant at BPI," Lynangel who's unquitely quite suddenly speak.

Archius laughed at her and shake his head. He extended his arm to get two wine glasses that the man infront of me poured wine. He gave to us the wine glasses and I murmured my thanks with a small smile. He smiled back and drink his wine.

"Isn't better to hear the answer from the person involved? Lynangel always talked about you, you see. So I can't help if my secretary is telling me the truth."

He shrugged his shoulder but my eyes are not on him. I found myself staring at the man infront of me. He was sitting with his back leaning on the backrest and his legs were widely spread as if the wide seat are not enough for his built. His right elbow was resting on the armrest and was now playing his wine glass. His blue eyes illuminates under the bright light of the chandelier above. His shadowed beard to attached to his angled jaw and chin looks darker now. His lips was pink as if he puts a lip balm on it. And even he was a table away from me, I can smell his familiar musky expensive perfume.

My mind was telling me something but I blink once, thinking if this is a dream or a true happenings. If this is true, just how percentages of this being a coincidence? Coincidence means fate. Is it really a work of fate?

I opened my mouth to mutter what is my mind thinking when Lynangel suddenly speak.

"Omg! Ada, isn't he your hero?"