"I have to go back to Italy." I pointed at Lucifer as he drove to my hotel.
"When?"
"Tomorrow." His eyebrows met my answer.
"I'll come with you." My forehead furrowed at what he said.
"Why? No need, Lucifer!"
"You don't know how much I want you to stay here in the Philippines but, if you really want to go back there then I should come with you. I won't allow you to go there without me. Baka lapitan ka na naman of that gàgong. "
"Huh? Who's stupid?" I will ask.
"Radicus." I smiled at what he said. Maasar nga.
"He's not stupid! Actually, he's so sweet, gentleman and–"
"Stop complimenting him, Velle!" I laughed out loud because its face was already disgusted.
"Are you jealous, Mr. Villaflores?"
"Fck, yes!" My face warmed at his confession and my lip was so bitten.
"Stop biti
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