CHAP 2

"Hmm, girlfriend?" I asked teasingly as I leaned back in my chair.

He dropped the pen and slowly brought one of his hands to his lips. He held it gently while staring at me.

"Are you interested in me?" he was just curious.

I chuckled and licked my lower lip. "So what if I am, Mr. Dela Merced?”

He laughed sarcastically before picking up the pen again. "I'll turn you down, Miss," he answered.

I whistled and smiled. "I am sorry, Mister, but I always get what I want and that includes you," I said confidently.

He's like a ticking time bomb ready to explode right now—his teeth were gritting while his jaw was clenching hard.

What a perfect bomb indeed.

A few seconds later, he smirked and signed the contract before pushing it to me.

"Let's see then," he said and stood up from his seat.

"Mind accompanying me to my work, Miss?" he added, raising his left eyebrow.

I smiled and slowly stood up. "It's Quennie, if you don't want to, you can just go with bae," I said playfully.

Fuck! Seriously self? Bae? What the fvck?

His lips twitched, then he crossed his arms. "I don't do first name basis at work, Miss," he stated.

I smiled then walked towards him. He didn't move and just let me spin him around slowly. I stuck my index finger on his back when I stopped there and then gently walked it down, tracing the line of his spine.

I felt him flinch at what I did, I smiled secretly because of that.

Because I was happy to make fun of him, I slowly brought my face closer to the side of his neck, deliberately hitting my breath there.

"Then should we go to my house for you to call me by my first name, Mr. Dela Merced?” I teased in a flirtatious way.

I saw his veins popping from his neck, the heaviness of his breath didn't escape my sight either.

Three consecutive knocks brought my attention back from him. I slowly pulled away and straightened myself up before returning to my chair.

"Come in," I said loudly.

The door slowly opened, and Daddy's secretary peeked out from there. Her brow furrowed slightly as she looked at the standing man named…

What's his name again? Jai, what?

"Ahmm, sorry to disturb you, Miss, Sir. I just came here to inform that the glam team is now ready for the shoot.”

“Great!” I exclaimed and clapped once before standing again. "Shall we go, Mr. Dela Merced?” I asked in a mocking tone.

He shut his eyes and gave out a deep breath before giving me a cold stare. I couldn't help but laugh secretly the moment he turned his back on me.

One month.

One month and I'll make that gorgeous bomb mine.

I smirked at my thought and followed him.

SIMILAR TO ORDINARY photo shoots, cameras and accessories are dispersed. There are additional individuals there with various tasks. The young man was taken care of right away by the makeup crew. I never fail to notice when he occasionally fixes his gaze on my seat, even when he is far away.

"Ma'am," Dad's secretary said with difficulty when she approached me.

I frowned at her. "Why?" I asked and looked again at Dela Merced who was now looking up because the dresser was putting powder on his neck.

Damn that Adam's apple.

She explained to me anxiously, "We have a minor problem. The partner of Mr. Dela Merced couldn't come for the shoot because she got chicken pox."

I exhaled as I turned to face her. I continued to look at her as I rubbed my temples.

"What kind of a shoot is this?" I asked.

I couldn't help but stare at her harshly because of the curious way she was looking at me in response to my question. She bent slightly as I could see the fear and panic on her face at that precise moment.

She said, "As far as I know, she had an intimate scene with Mr. Dela Merced while drinking wine."

I cast a wicked look as I turned to face my dad's secretary. "Send some makeup artist in my office. Do it quietly," I ended by commanding sternly.

Her mouth started to open, but she immediately shut it. She said, "Noted, Ma'am," and moved out of the way.

I repeatedly turned to face the young man. He clinched his jaw and gave me a chilly glare. I grinned at him and turned my body to leave.

Now, let's see if I can't get you.

Mr. Dela Merced, I apologize but I accept your challenge.

With the aid of a make up artist, I am eventually finished and prepared for the shoot in a matter of minutes.

"Wow, I didn't know that your eyes could be this lifeless, Madam," the gay man exclaimed.

I scowled as I peered at my reflection in the mirror.

Why not? I'm actually dead.

I simply exhaled deeply and got up from my chair. I said icily, "Let's go, they are waiting for me," and I began to move.

Almost all of Daddy's workers covered their mouths when they saw me. And who wouldn't? In addition to being tight to my body, the red dress also has an open center chest that faces the side of my hip. It resembles Catriona's outfit, Miss Universe 2018 moment.

"Where's my partner?" I heard Dela Merced asked to the team.

His back was facing me, so he didn't notice me approaching. He also turned to face me when he noticed that the people he was speaking to had all dropped their jaws when they saw me.

I briefly noticed the surprise in his eyes, which he swiftly covered up. He appeared to be taunting me by raising an eyebrow in my direction.

I grinned at him and then turned to face the group. I gave the order, "Let's start," and moved toward Dela Merced.

"Miss, I didn't realize you were a model anymore," he said.

My lower lip grew up.  "I told you, Mister, I always get what I want," I said.

My employees swiftly set up a little sofa with our top-selling wine on a round, curving table that was placed next to it. Additionally, there is a wine glass there that we will use later.

The photographer kindly said, "Let's start, Ma'am, Sir, can we?" while pointing to the individual who will perform the role.

I immediately followed the man I was with when he started to walk quickly. I was asked to take the wine glass, and the photographer gave us instructions on how to arrange ourselves.

Apart from the fact that he was a professional, his requests weren't too unreasonable, and I liked the way his jaw tensed up when we got close.

“Perfect! Here is the final stance. Ma'am, cross over and grab him by the neck. Sir, hold on to Ma'am's waist and attempt to kiss her," the photographer exclaimed with excitement.

He looked at me coldly and then smirked at the end, as if we were both unsure of what we were doing. I cleared my throat and collected myself. I stood up and waited for him to adjust his seat.

He said, "Seems like you are a little nervous, Miss," and turned his attention to my hands.

My palm started to itch with anxiety only then.

"Can you, do it?" he asked mockingly then adjusted his seat, ready for me to cross.

I fisted my hands and took a deep breath. I licked my lower lip and gave him an evil smirk.

"Don't get used of challenging me, Mr. Dela Merced. I am telling you, you'll always lose in the end,” I uttered and straddled his leg.

I felt him stiffen on what I did. I raised my hand holding the wine glass and pressed it to his cheek, down to his jaw and neck.

I saw him gulp as his jaw clenched.

"Why don't we spice up this photoshoot, right?" I teased and crouched more to his private area.

“Fuck!” he hissed as his hand held onto my waist.

He gave me a threatening look. I'm sure that those around us are already wondering what is happening and  just keep silent because of fear of me.

I lowered my gaze to his chest and smiled mischievously. "Game over," I whispered before clinging my other hand to his nape and buried my face onto his neck at the same time.

I listened to him catch his breath as he tightened his grip on my waist and looked up slightly. I slowly licked and sucked his neck which made him groan softly.

“PERFECT! BRAVO!” the photographer shouted with joy before I left my position.

I blushed when I saw him closing his eyes and breathing deeply. "You seem to be the one who can't work properly, Mr. Dela Merced.” I was the one who mocked him now.

He slowly opened his eyes when he calmed down and licked the lower part of his lips. "You're testing my patience, Miss, should I punish you?" he asked and flashed a devilish grin.

My brows furrowed at his act.

"Sir, I think we should add the final shoot," he spoke loudly.

Final shoot?

I was surprised when he suddenly pulled me closer and simply pulled my neck to press a kiss. My eyes widened in shock as I stiffened from sitting next to him.

He moved his lips aggressively against mine while his hand caressed my waist. Reason for me to close my eyes and moan softly.

I felt him smirk before breaking his kiss.

"Game over, Miss."