
Deril faced Sharon and looked at the girl's pretty face without making a sound.
Those clear brown and green eyes looked fixed.
"You look so young." Sharon chuckled, "I didn't expect it.
Honestly speaking, a rich man could be a cold girl like Verline."
"I have money, though,
Sharon." Said Deril in a made-up arrogant tone.
"Hm. I know." Sharon grimaced, "Areally how old are you?"
"24." Short Derived murmur.
"Seriously? You
a CEO, they are always old
30 And above - I mean - they must be old, bearded, haired
put-" the girl.
"I know, but it's actually me. I was too young to get the job, but who
again who would hold the company if not me?" Deril
his words with a sad tone.
"There's nothing I can do Sharon. You should know, human life is full
Dramaism. Some pretend to be happy to cover their sadness, some pretend to be happy
pretending to be nice, there were also those who smiled widely but
heart's crushed. They played with their screenplays to get the corresponding Dramas." Obviously the man.
"You played your drama well. You become
Verline to avenge you."
"Bend me and Renata, Sharon." Strictly the man.
"Yes, I know." The girl got up and sat down. Derangements
followed him.
"Then what's next?" Sharon asked quietly.
Subsequent
whahuh?
Yeah, what's gonna happen next. What
all I have to do?
Do I have to play my drama too?
"If Christian asks what about our relationship, tell him that we
it's broken up." The man sighed furiously, "And, ask her date.
Just accept it."
"Yes." Yeah."
The girl's whisper was not excited.
Deril grabbing the girl's chin made Sharon look up at him instantly. That plain face looks
beautiful without makeup polish. Breezy
the wind blew, making her ombre strands of hair almost cover her face.
Sharon." The man's whisper was soft.
Sharon looked at those clear green eyes slowly. The man's face drew closer, and then he felt something soft
touched lips. Sharon slumped for a moment, but then she just
closed his eyes.
He put his arm around the man's neck. The gentle lips of the man caressed each inch of his lips. So soft.
Sharon felt something strange inside her.
Butterflies are like butterflies flying in their stomachs. His blood rippled, his body limp.
Deril let go of his pangutan. He stroked Sharon's cheek
blush. That girl looks so pretty. His face was embarrassed.
"Tell me Sharon, have you never
did it?"
Sharon is only
shook slowly. "What's that?"
Ask with
a completely plain face.
Deril gawked, he scrambled his hair a little irritated.
"Forget it!" Sebal.
Sharon frowning. Noth
my point! What's its, why
I felt something rustle when he kissed me?!
***
DERIL’S POV
For chrissakes!
I really feel like I'm a bad person
now it's. What is it that the girl really knows nothing about kissing?!
I threw my body into bed. Look at the ceiling of this simple room with a view
blank. My mind wandered, repeating the memory earlier.
I lost control, just kissed her. He didn't return my kisses and
just speechless. And all of her - I mean - she's silent, that proves that
it's totally plain.
Sharon..
What does this mean? Am I starting to like that girl?
Dios..
No way! I don't like it!
TB