5. Bump Into You

January 2018

NAIA, Pasay City, PHILIPPINES

TRACE

"Where's my car?" I immediately asked Franco, my executive assistant in all my legal businesses. The main office of my legal company is in Makati City, Philippines.

I owned an 88-story building in Makati, which houses the principal office of the real estate company I founded shortly after passing the architecture licensure exam. I am an architect by profession and am well-known for my designs. Whatever negative or ugly image is connected to my personality because of my antics in Salvacion and wherever in the world I intend to be involved in is ignored by my clients. I even designed one of Dubai's commercial areas. I am famous for my architectural designs but infamous for my sex drive and anger issues.

"Your car is in the parking lot, Sir Trace." Franco gave me the car keys after informing me of the location of my car.

"Go back to the office. I need to find Paige first." I turned to leave him. I had already taken some steps when he followed me. I gave him a glance, thinking, what the fuck does he need?

"But, Sir Trace..." hesitation was in his voice while he accompanied me every step, for I didn't stop walking. He needs to say something immediately if he has something to say. "I am just going to tell you about the request from the board. They made appointments to see you because of the many pending projects that needed your signature."

"How many docs do I need to sign?" I asked while tying my long hair as I walked. Thinking of the office already bores me, but what can I do? I am the CEO of my self-made company.

"You need three to five days straight at the office."

I smirked to myself. What a load of papers I need to face. Fucking legal business!

A'ight. I will be an average corporate CEO for three days, then. I wouldn't bother with my real estate business if I didn't need legal enterprises to cover up my illegal income. I just need it as a front; nevertheless, I need to keep it income-generating and target more projects; I need to keep it prospering so there are no more questions about my status as one of the multi-billionaires in this country.   

"No problem," I tapped Franco's shoulder. "I'll just pick up Paige. After that, I will go to the office. Prepare all the documents that need my signature, and about business proposals, make sure you read them properly so that we are okay with them. You know well that I don't want to be fooled." I turned my back on Franco and continued walking to the nearest exit to the parking area, where Franco told me where he had parked my car. I was walking fast when a teenager holding her phone bumped into me.

Tangina! Typical teenager, busying herself on her phone while walking! Fuck! I breathed in to calm myself. It is too early for me to be angry. I need to— 

"I'm sorry," the teenager apologized, and… fuck, why I liked her voice?

I gave her a look as if I wanted to tell her not to use her phone while walking. I was about to enter my beast mode, but... what the hell! I was stunned when I saw her eyes. Damn! She has beautiful eyes. Cobalt blue that it was almost purple. The teenager possessed an attractive face too. Her eyelashes were long and looked natural. She had no makeup on her face, just her perfect pinkish-white skin. And her lips, damn...

I shook my head because of where my mind had wandered. Fucking hell! She looks sixteen, but she is tall for her age. And her eyes... she reminds me of someone from the past. 

I just nodded at her. I calmed myself down with what was on my mind. First and foremost, I'm not in Agrianthropos, the island of Foedus organization I am part of. There, I rule. Here in Metro Manila, if I want some sexy time because this teenager is making me horny, I'll have to find some bitch to release my loads. And fucking truth is, I don't fuck minors! Second and last, no matter how pretty her eyes are, I don't date teenagers. I don't like spring chickens. I am into mature women. The teenager before me is as old as Paige, or she might even be younger than my sister.

My eyes glanced at her slender body and lingered on her skin. Tang ina... I remember how her skin brushed against mine earlier, and that caused my member to twitch immediately. Fucking libido! I have plenty of women, but this adolescent makes me think about sex simply because her skin touched mine.

Even though I didn't want to, I left the pretty teenager. I took a few steps away from her to stop thinking about how I liked staring at her. An urge made me turn to glance at her, and there I saw the teenager with her parents. I smiled bitterly and turned back again. What I saw brought back memories of my happy childhood with my sister Paige when Mama was still alive, and there was no Louisianna that—

Hell! Let all the demons fuck Louisianna for all I care!

**** 

CHLOE

I was in awe.

Wow! The man is so gorgeous. He looked like he was in his mid-20s. Yet he was very striking, even with his messy hair and bearded face. I followed him with my eyes while he was walking away from me.

The man is now four meters away from me, but still, I can see him. Hoping he would turn to glance at me. OMG! He's perfect!

Yes, he was handsome, and his hazel-brown eyes had penetrated my soul. I was still waiting for him to look back at me, but he did not, and I pouted as I felt sad. I checked on my clothes, probably the man didn't find me pretty because of my simple outfit. Maybe he assumed I was young because I only wore denim shorts, a black tank top, and pink sneakers. Oh yeah, right… I really look like I am fifteen, not nineteen. 

I continued walking to look for my Aunt Carmela and Uncle Ronald. We had just arrived in the Philippines. I left them when I got thirsty and looked for bottled water to buy. Yep, I was thirsty and had already drunk water to rehydrate myself. Still, the man's attractive way of staring at me earlier made me want to drink more. 

I glanced at him again, but I think he is now heading out. Oh… How sad. Although

I am sexy and know it, he didn't notice. Poor me!  

I just smiled at my last thought. I am pretty and young, but my looks were not enough to appeal to that attractive man. He looks so good that even supermodels would be nothing compared to him. I used to see beautiful people in the USA, especially in California, as Hollywood was just a drive away from Pasadena, only 26 to 27 kilometers from our house. But even though I always visit some friends living near Hollywood, no man had taken my breath away like that handsome man earlier did to me.

Yes, I know. I really do have a crush on him. How I wish I knew his name.

But come to think of it, how come I am into that kind of guy, and why do I keep looking at his back?

I shook my head in disbelief at myself. I always prefer clean and nice-looking guys. That man's imposing aura exceeded my preference, although he's not my type. And the way his long hair was tied above his head, revealing his tattooed nape, warned me not to think of his face or yumminess. He is out of my league.

"Let's go, Chloe." The sweet voice of Aunt Carmela made me smile at her as I saw her two meters away from me.

"Yes, aunt." I walked fast to follow her but couldn't control myself as I glanced at the exit area again, hoping I could still see the man. I sighed as he was no longer there. How sad.

I tried to look around the area with dreamy eyes while looking at the vast airport with scattered people, but I couldn't see him. He had already left the area, for sure. I took deep breaths in and out... I wish I could see him again and get to know his name. 

"Chloe…" Aunt Carmela called my name again sweetly. She is my mother's younger sister but very different from my mom. Aunt Carmela is so sweet, while my mother is a bit snobby.

The planned vacation was for me and my older sister, Carly. Still, since my sister needs to go to New York, I can only enjoy a holiday in this country. I was smiling when I thought of Carly. How I wish I could be like my sister. Carly was still in college, but the offers for work were already handed to her. My sister is excellent, and I have idolized her since we were small. 

Indeed. Carly will always be the best, and... I am always proud of her.