Aleisha's POV.

"Doomed.." I whispered.

"I'm fired?" I asked.

"No, It's your way of describing." he laughed.

"I'll be dead." I whispered.

"You are," he replies and laughs.

"How's your family?" he asked while cooking.

"They're fine." I answered.

"Where?"

"In our province.." I replied.

"Ahh, okay. Don't you have a date later?" He asked again, that's why I stared at him.

"Why are you so curious huh? Still in love with me or haven't moved on?" I teasingly asked.

"Lol." he replies.

"Kidding, Mr.Fuentabella." I answered.

"So you know how to joke huh? As i remember you cried the last time i joked you—"

"Because it's a prank! Not a joke." I defended myself.

"What's the difference?" He asked with a smile.

"Duh, it's a break up prank not a break up joke." I rolled my eyes and smirked.

"Oh, i'm done. It's a simple French toast." he said and handed me the plate that's why I smiled.

"Thank you, Chef." 

"Ms.Aleisha Mendez, will you check my schedule for 3 PM?", Ashanti asked, my boss. We're in the office right now, and of course I'm working.

I checked his schedule and read it out loud. "A meeting with Adidas brand.." 

"Oh really? Will you cancel it for me?.." He asked.

"W-why sir?" I asked.

"I want you to come with me, it's important." My eyes widened and gulped.

"I'll give them a call, Mr.Fuentabella." I said and called them through the phone.

"Good Afternoon Ms.Sharon.."

"Good Afternoon, Ms.Mendez. How may I help you?" 

"I was just about to Inform you that Mr.Fuentabella has an emergency and he wants to reschedule the meeting with you." 

"Oh is that so?"

"Yes Ms.Sharon." 

"Okay, then. I understand Ms.Mendez."

"Thank you for your consideration. Have a good day." I finally replied and put down the phone.

"Done, Mr.Fuentabella. Where are we going?" I curiously asked.

"To our hacienda." My eyes widened.

"HACIENDA?"

"Yeah, We have to. I need you there because you know all of my schedules." He looks so serious, does he have a problem?

"For how long Mr.Fuentabella?"

"I don't know, that's why i need you there." He arrogantly demanded.

"Do i need to bring clothes?" I nervously asked.

"Yeah, Bring a few." He said and stood up. I saw he's drinking wine.

He looks so hot when he's drinking, I can clearly see his visible veins and his Adam's apple as he gulped. But he looks so problematic, I know and I can see if he has one.

I can still remember how soft he was when we were in college, at the age of 22 I wish I could still see his smile that is calming..

I sighed, and left the office silently.

I went home to get some clothes and fix my bag so I was ready, His Schedule Notebooks, and my pens and a lot of Undies of course. As I finished packing up, I ready my bag and call him.

"Are you ready Aleisha?"

"Yes, Mr.Fuentabella. Text me if y—"

"I'm outside your condo." 

"My pad Mr.Fuentabella?"

"Yes, Exactly. Open the door and let's go." He demanded.

"Yes Mr.Fuent—"

I automatically rolled my eyes and hissed, What a jerk. I left my room and locked it while holding my bag and my phone. As I opened the door I saw him waiting.

"C'mon." he said and gestured the way.

That's why I followed him.. "What kind of car are we going to use?" I curiously asked.

"Plane, as if you can go there using a car?" he sarcastically said.

"Let's go, I hate waiting," he added.

"Yes Mr.Fuentabella." mimicking his way of answering.

As we reached the airport, we immediately flew away. I pouted while sitting beside him silently, I tried glancing at his side so I could see his facial expression and as usual Straight face.

 "I don't understand why you keep on glancing when I can give you the full view." my eyes widened as he turned his face in front of me, getting closer to mine.

"Mr.Fuentabella." reklamo ko but i saw the side of his lips rose up.

He distanced himself and drank some coffee, I pouted.. "What a jerk—"

"I can hear you, Aleisha." He cutted of my words.

"I know Mr.Ashanti Dale Fuentabella." I said mimicking him.

"You want anything?" he asked.

"Uhm—"

"Except me, of course." and as is my habit, I slapped his hard chest.. I gulped as he stared at me..

"I'm sorry!" I apologized.

"I didn't mean—"

"The last one who slapped me is in jail." My eyes literally widened, I instantly got nervous after hearing what he said.

"I was just joking, Ashanti Dale." I mentioned his first and second name.

"The last one who called me by that name became my girlfriend." I gulped.

"What?"

"The last one who called me by that name became my girlfriend." he repeated.

I gulped once again, and again, and again.

"Who was that?" I nervously asked.

"Secret, but let me give you three clues." I saw his smirk while putting his elbows on the rest and looked at me straightly.

"W-what?"

"First Clue," he started and stared at my eyes, alternatively.. Right and left..

"She's brave and beautiful." I gulped, I know it's not me, I don't assume easily.

"And?"

"Second Clue," I gulped again as he glanced at my lips and got back at my eyes.

"She's now My Former Lover." My eyes widened yet i tried not to assume that it's not me, as if i'm the last ex he had duh? He's everything, he's a big deal!

"O-oh really?" I tried not to stutter but I ended up stuttering..

"Yeah." He seriously looked at me.

"What's next? The last one?" I asked, curiously.

"The third clue.." he's obviously doing this slow motion on purpose! He's digging in my curiosity!

"What?" I irritatedly asked.

"She's,"

"Continue please!" He smirked as he saw me irritated and then he answered me confidently..

"She's sitting beside me.."