"Belle, come down here!" I shouted at my cat who's in the branch of the mango tree. I am not sure if she understands me but I still gave it a try, hoping that she'll go down instantly.
For some reason I pity my baby. Looks like, she doesn't know how to climb down on that freakin' tree anymore.
Ah, I should ask Papa to hire someone cut this tree, who knows, this might be the reason of Belle's injury or worst, death.
"Belle, come on!" I shouted again.
"My, looks like..." I turned my gaze to the man standing next to me, with such a cool composure. His hands are on his waist, also looking up at my pitiful Belle.
Who is this... man? Did he... gatecrashed?
"--- she'll stay at that tree the whole day, unless, someone will rescue her," he added and then made a 'tsk' sound.
"Who the hell are you? Did you tresspassed to our house?" I started to freak out.
This is my first time seeing him and there's no way that I know him nor my parents are!
I narrowed my gaze at him. Is he the new gardener? But isn't he too handsome for that job? Oh, yeah. Based on the way he dressed, he don't look like someone who wears the blue collar job. Who is he then? Our gardener's son? Or... One of our helpers' son? If that's the case, what is he doing here then? Ah, he must be visiting his parent. Yeah, that's probably the case.
"The helper's quarter is not here. At the back of this house, you will see a guest house there, that's the helper's quarter for the meantime." I even give him the instruction how to get there. "So, get lost." I raised a brow, shooing him away.
He turned to me with an amuse expression. He also has this annoying grin plastered on his lips.
What? Did I read him wrong? Isn't he one of our helpers' son?
I maintain my composure before surveying him from head to foot. His hair was pushed back, eyes are chinky, thick eyebrows, long and dark eyelashes, hawk-like pointed nose, semi-thick but reddish natural lips, an almost perfect shape of a jawline and the small yet growing stubbles on his face. He's wearing a cream-colored button down polo, tucked into a black slacks, a stripe black and white tie and a balenciaga black leather shoes. What the hell! I think I really messed up reading him earlier, I'm sure now that he isn't the son of any of our helpers but more of Dad's visitor. Probably one of his business investors. God! I'm doomed.
"You must be Vio?" He smiled. That revealed his twin dimples just beside his lips. Hell, that made him so sexy!
I raised a brow again trying to masked that I'm not comfortable at his front. His presence sent me an eerie feeling. Why did I suddenly cross paths with a walking Millionaire and worst, I insulted him. Ah, I messed up, really!
"I heard a lot about you. In fact, I already like you even though, I haven't seen you."
My mouth gape open. "What?" Is he hitting on me? What prank is he trying to pull here? Love at first sight? What the hell! There's no such thing as that! Only fool people believe into the idea of love upon first meet up. Tss.
Instead of answering, he give me his annoying grin "Marcus." He extends his right hand to me with such formality. "Marcus Andres."
I narrowed my eyes into slits as I eyed him thoroughly, like a detective trying to interrogate someone who have sinned, weighing if he's telling a lie or saying nothing but the truth. "I said, who are you?" I raised my voice a little, so he could feel that I am not pleased standing next to him.
He chuckled a bit. "I told you, it's Marcus."
I rolled my eyes. Yeah, he's freakin' Marcus, Vio! "Now I'm not interested." I rolled my eyes again for God knows how many times and then turned around in order to go back inside the house.
But then, he stops me saying; "Are you going to let that pitiful cat stay on that tree?" Now, thinking about Belle still on that tree made me change my mind. The clouds are thickly heavy today. It might rain any moment and I don't want Belle to drenched.
Ugh.
"Ate, can you call the gardener to take Belle down the tree?" Luckily one of the maids pass by.
"Uh hija, unfortunately, he just went off from work."
I almost face palmed. Such a bad timing, eh? My poor Belle, how will I get you down?
"I can be of help." He smiled before walking towards the tree ready to climb it.
What? If he is Dad's investor I'll be doomed to Dad, for troubling this eerie man. "You can't be serious!" I shouted, a bit nervous at what he's doing.
Hell, what if he'll accidentally fall down and break his skull on a sharp or hard stone afterwards? I don't want my conscience to messed my mind once it'll happen. Plus, Dad will surely get mad once something bad might happen to whoever-this-man is. I must stop him.
I run next to him and held his arms tightly. He turned to me with a narrowed brows. I cough hard as I let go of his arm. Uh, why does it have to be this awkward? Looking away, I said; "Don't mind it. I-i'm sure, she'll eventually g-go down later." Why am I sttutering? Gosh! This is so embarassing!
He looked up to Belle and then settled his eyes next to me. "But the cat looks so helpless there." He pointed his index finger to Belle and true to his words, the poor cat really looks so helpless. She's continuously meowing with her small voice, as if she's asking for a help.
"I'll get her down."
I wanted to stop him but he climbed so smoothly on the tree. I just nervously watch him as he took Belle on his hand and then climbed down after.
"Here." He handed Belle to me with a smile. I took it from his hand and caressed her small body.
"T-thank you." My voice was small, busy calming Belle's trembling body.
"So..." I looked up to him and our eyes meet. His eyes looks delighted but I can't say what's really delighting him at this moment. "are we good now?"
"Huh?" My forehead creased. Good? What does he mean with that 'good' term?
"Ahm," He looked away as he massaged his nape. Is he... shy? Well, he's a bit weird.
"Gotta go." I turned my back and was about to walked away when he spoke again. "Nice meeting you, Vilena Olivia!" I tightened my grip to Belle's small body due of what he said. He... knew my name? How come?
He winked as he passess me by.
I watched him walk inside the house. Now, confused. But he stops midway and then said; "Anyways, I like you more today."
Bloody hell!
What was that?