Montenegro? Hearing that familiar surname, the face of her boss instantly flashed in Alisha’s mind. Her eyes unconsciously traced back to Quentin's face with her thoughts in a mess. Alisha carefully examined his features and noticed some familiar similarities. The pair of jet-black eyes that seems like a whirlpool pulling you into it and that funny curly hair that kept sticking out just above his nape. Alisha have always made fun of Kristoff Montenegro's hair on her mind. Because the cold man was always so neat and proper from top to bottom but always, always… it’s that part of his hair that’s very out of place. Every once in a while, her giggle suddenly slips and her boss for some reason would know what she’s been laughing about and turns back to her to give her a death glare. After awhile, her thoughts floated back to reality. Could he be…? Nah. That couldn’t be. She’s been working for him for three years, she of all people would’ve known if he’d dated someone, got married an
"Let's go home.” “NO!” "LET'S GO!” “NO!” While the father and son duo argues, Alisha and Lucas remain quiet. The two secretaries eyes wandered back and forth towards the big and small blocks of ice arguing with each other. The big block of ice was towering over the little kid as he emitted an aura of extreme anger.The little block of ice on the other hand stood his ground against the big boss despite his height and did not surrender to his father's order.Quentin was desperately embracing the bowl of eggs on his arms like he was protecting it against a monster trying to steal it away from him.“Lucas, drag him back.” The emperor CEO finally gave his final verdict. Since the little kid wasn’t moving a budge, then he will take him away by force.“NO!!” Before Lucas could make his move, however, Quentin quickly placed the bowl on the table and ran to Alisha’s side. He clutched her shirt as he stood behind her to hide from his father, the Great CEO Kristoff Montenegro. “I’m staying
"Big Sister, this is so yummy!!” Quentin childishly exclaimed as he took a spoonful of the fried rice. Contrary to his stiff behavior with Alisha when they first met, he was completely settled in at her home and ignored everyone in his surroundings except Alisha herself. That's why, the continuous drop of temperature in the room. Lucas and Alisha’s backs were already drenched in sweat despite the cold temperature as they sat stiff on their seats. Alisha was actually marveling at the fact that Quentin was completely ignoring his father’s state. Quentin just kept on digging through his food and ate happily like the simple fried rice they made is the best food in the whole world. “Big Sister!” Alisha paused from her thoughts and saw a spoonful of rice being reached out at her in front of her sight. Blinking, she glanced at the little smile that Quentin was giving to her. Her heart softened when she realized what he was trying to do. Was he trying to feed her? She held her squeal and
Alisha can feel her insides shaking, and suddenly felt fear for her life. Seriously, if looks could kill, she may have long died from the dagger-like stare that her boss is exuding. She wasn’t sure if he was glaring at her or at his son but either way, both aren’t good news. On the other hand, if she didn’t die from the hands of her boss, she would surely die from lack of air. She'll surely die of suffocation from the tight locked hug of Little Quentin at her neck. ‘Little kiddo, I know you don’t wanna go with you Dad but please don’t kill me just to run away from him.’ Alisha cried in her heart as she tried gasping for air. After a minute, she realized that the boy was clearly afraid of his father and do not have the inclination to let go, so she finally made a decision to save her life. Grabbing the arms of Little Quentin, she pulled it away and hugged him instead by locking his arms around hers. This way, she won’t quickly cross the bridge of life, right? “Boss,” She coughed
Speak of the devil and he shall come. How scary and true that saying was. Alisha silently thought as she sat beside her boss, Kristoff Montenegro while she listened to the person talking about some business-related details. For almost an hour, she desperately tried to ignore Harold Kennedy's presence in the room. The flirty jerk did not even try hiding his flirtatiousness and would always look her way for every minute. And when Alisha saw his actions she will shuddered in disgust and had to stop the urge from calling the security to have him dragged outside of the building. The meeting took about almost 2 hours before they finally came to a final decision. “Montenegro Corporation won’t collaborate with Milano Italia International with this project.” Kristoff Montenegro announced his decision that surprised Harold Kennedy, and the 2 other representatives from their respective company. On the other hand, Lucas and Alisha weren’t the least bit surprised to what he said. After all, t
"Marry me.” Then Alisha was startled from the sudden noise! It was actually the elevator sound that meant they have arrived on the presidential’s floor. Without delaying for even just a millisecond, Alisha’s body automatically dashed through the still opening doors barely fitting in between. Her body moved like it had a mind on their own that she ran to the ladies’ comfort room. She didn’t dare turn her back and immediately closed the door to lock it. “Hah….” She didn’t know if she was panting because she ran all the way from the elevator to the restroom or because her heart was thumping so hard against her chest that she has trouble breathing. Her hand still clinging onto the doorknob, her knees finally gave away that she was now kneeling on the floor. She didn't even noticed how dirty the floor is. Her thoughts were in jumble that she couldn’t even create any coherent thoughts. All she knew was that she had to run away from her boss and be alone. Her heart was thumping like cra
In front of Kristoff, Alisha was extremely powerless in terms of dominance. The possibility of winning when going against his words were about 1%? or less? So an hour later, Alisha stood in front of the big front door of the Montenegro Mansion. Her eyes wandered around as she took in every detail of the home. Instead of the modern western architecture, the home’s exterior was almost like a palace. The whole palace is Majestic and very spacious. As soon as she stepped inside, she understood that Kristoff Montenegro lived a minimalist lifestyle. Aside from a handful of paintings and vases, everything was just the basic things you’ll see in a normal home. If you didn't see that it looked like a palace from the outside you'll just thought that you went inside a normal house. Aside from the spacious place of course. Inside, there was the spacious living room—the L-shaped sofa, a coffee table and the 75″ Curved TV. The walls were in white while the furniture are mostly black. To be exa
Then out of the blue, there's a loud sound. It's the sound of the abrupt closing of a folder. Then total silence. Both of them could hear the ticking of the grandfather clock in the living room and their own breathing. Alishq took a deep breath as she tried to press down the sudden flare of exasperation she was feeling. It was a complete u-turn from the emotions she had awhile ago. She only knew that she was upset and angry upon seeing the marriage form and listening to his explanation. However, Kristoff was completely bewildered by her reaction, not expecting it. He had thought that she would willingly accept it so they can now go over with it tomorrow. But contrary to his expectations, his female secretary exhibited great anger on her face as she glared at him. He was about to speak when she took the opportunity in speaking first. “No.” “…” Silence conquered the room for the whole minute. The two adults kept their staring contest. Alisha was glaring daggers at Kristoff while h