I AM RIGHT, he is indeed Jacob. He is as handsome as he is rude. And just as instantaneously, he's already pissing me off.
No one has called me stupid since the day I was born. I'm a freaking princess! But then again, I’m not a princess here. Worse? I can’t even use my real name while I’m on vacation. To everyone around, I am just Charissa Abellana, the maid from Spain.
"Kuya, you might want to change your clothes. You're uh -- still wearing your sleepwear. Come with me, Charissa. What brings you here? Do you need anything?" James asked. And just as always, he was smiling from ear to ear. I approached him and we left Jacob in the washroom.
A lot of Jacob’s fans say he's yummy. No matter how much my brain agrees to that, it's not enough to overcome my annoyance with him.
