“I told you to stop pestering me, El Greco.”
Nagising si Mirathea nang marinig niya si Lawrence na may kausap. Nagmulat siya ng mga mata at kinusot pa niya iyon bago bumaling kung saan ang lalaki.
Dahan-dahan siyang bumangon. Nakatalikod ito sa banda niya habang nakaharap sa balcony. He’s talking to someone on his phone with his hand on his hips.
He’s topless, even when he’s half-naked he still looked ruthless. Maybe it’s because of his wide and broad shoulder and back muscles.
Nagpe-flex iyon kahit hindi ito masyadong gumagalaw. He’s tall and very muscular.
“Leave me alone. Hindi ko kailangan iyang apilyedo at yaman niyo.” sabi nito at kaagad pinatay ang phone nito. Ihahagis na sana nito ang phone nito nang tawagin niya ito.
“Arken,” Kaagad naman itong napalingon sa kaniya. “May pro
