The Forgotten Gorgeous Billionaire in My Dream

I massaged my temple but smiled at him.

"Aren't you going now? It will probably rain," I told him, secretly telling him to leave. I do not know why but this conversation is draining me.

"Can I at least get a kiss?" He tilted his head as he waited for my response.

"Uhm..." I massaged my temple once again.

"Please?" He even gave me a pleading look.

He is always asking this but I do not know why until now, I can't get used to it.

I immediately tiptoed to kiss his cheek but he suddenly moved his head making our lips touched for a bit. My eyes widened. He immediately pulled away after that kiss. His smile was huge when he looked at me.

But I almost jump when I heard a loud horn. Simoun and I looked at where the horn came from.

I saw a motorcycle and the man riding on it.

"Move your car, bro. It is blocking my way," Rael said in a rough and imperative voice. His eyes were glaring at Simoun. When he looked at me, he immediately looked away as though it burned him.

Simoun seemed to be not affected by the tone of Rael because he was still smiling largely when he bid goodbye.

"I gotta go, love. I'll see you tomorrow," he uttered sweetly before he jogged towards his car. He horned before his car moved.

When I looked at Rael, he was still glaring at the car before he glanced at me.

"Next time, if you are going to flirt with each other, do it in more appropriate place. Not in the middle of the street," his voice was hard and he did not even wait for my response as he started his motorcycle and left.

My lips parted, shocked by his rude words. My eyes followed him until he went inside their house. While I was left with annoyance.

"Before you take a shower, bring this to Sol first, Yula."

I blew a sighed when I heard my mother. I turned around and went back to the kitchen to get the rice cake.

Whenever I think about what happened last night, I can't help but be annoyed. He does have not the right to talk to me like that! Does he own the street?! I was right! That Rael has some attitude problem!

I chose to follow Mama's order even though I really wanted to refuse. Surely, I would see that jerk. My annoyance for him has not disappeared yet. If he ever say something that I will not like, I swear, I am going to punch him!

I rolled my eyes when I saw him at their garden. The jerk was not wearing any top again!

When his eyes drifted at my direction, he just furrowed his brows. I stopped myself from frowning at him. It was too early for him to ruin my day.

I showed him the plastic container.

"My mother wanted to give you this. She made this yesterday." I tried to hard to talk in a calm voice.

He threw the hose nonchalantly on the ground before he walked towards me. I immediately handed him the container.

"Thanks," he uttered lazily as he took it.

I brushed my fingers through my hair. Suddenly, I did not know what to do. We were just both standing without saying anything. I pretended to be busy looking around us. And when my eyes drifted back at him, I caught him staring at me.

I could not help but be amazed at his eyes. His deep set beneath those heavy black brows were of a different color from one another.

The other one was the blue of every dancing sky. While the other one was the flecks of deep brown... like the warmth of an eternal hearth.

But this man is rude! His eyes are the only beautiful thing about him! And you should never be deceived by physical looks!

"Do you still need something?" His brows knitted in a frown.

My lips parted a bit and blinked multiple times. I could feel my cheeks burning.

But because I was determined to pour out what I was feeling...

"Last night," I trailed off, fearless.

He cocked a brow in surprise.

"What about last night?" he asked in a cold voice but I did not miss the amusement in there. I ignored his annoying tone.

"We were not flirting with each other. And you should know that I did not like what you have said," I said in a hard voice.

He gave me a dazed look of bewilderment. He pouted as he nodded his head a bit.

"Okay..."

I pursed my lips. He really is trying to annoy me!

"I am serious, Rael. I'm offended by your words. You should never talk to me in that way especially we are not even close." I stared pointedly at him with an icy coldness.

His brow furrowed as his mouth turned grim. I knew that he was annoyed by my words because his expression turned serious and cold.

I turned my back on him and did not wait for his response. I do not have time to prolong our nonsense interaction because what for? I do not want to waste my time to someone like him.

"Yula!"

Danica had a huge smile on her lips when she saw me. She was wearing a pink dress for her birthday today. She hugged me and kissed my cheek.

"You're so beautiful as always, dear. Come here! I will introduce you to my friends! I'm sure they will like you because you are pretty like us!" She held my hand and looked at Lucille an Nessa.

"Ugly ducklings are not allowed in our table so you can't join us." Danica smiled sweetly at them but there was a hint of mockery.

"You witch gay-" Lucille was about to come near to Danica when Nessa stopped her. Danica pulled me away and waled towards a table full of beautiful gays.

There were three beautiful gays at the table. All of them were smiling at me.

"Girls, this is Yula. I told yah! Quality control!" Danica winked at them.

My smile remained in my lips even though I was slightly uncomfortable.

"I like her! And I am sure Ma'am Black will also like her! Apple's girls are going to be losers!" One of them clapped happily.

They made me sat and poured many questions to me.

"Your face is so fresh, honey! You should use that beautiful face of yours! Do you want to earn a lot of money? Just by sitting?"

My brows slightly furrowed at Danica.

"Just by sitting? Is that even possible?" I laughed awkwardly a bit.

"Two thousand is very easy to earn in this job!"

"Our customers are very thirsty for women like you! Soft features and very soft skin! I am sure you are going to be the apple of their eyes!" One of them cheerfully said.

"This girl seems to be so rich. Her hands look so soft," I heard one of them whispered.

"Are you in, Yula? You are just going to entertain our customers. Drink with them and have some fun conversation at their tables but I promise! They are not allowed to bring you outside or anywhere," Danica uttered.

"Uhm, i-isn't that dangerous?" I bit my lip.

"Dangerous? What are you talking about? Of course not! People nowadays are just very narrowed minded but this job that I am offering to you is noble, Yula! And we will never bring you in danger! Kevin will surely hate me!"

"I am sure you drink beers and all that, right, Yula?" Rafaela asked me but her name in the morning is Rodolfo she said.

"I d-do not," I responded in a small voice.

"Oh, dear! You should learn how to drink beers! Our customers do not drink milk!" Rafaela clicked her tongue, disappointed in me.

"What are you?! Of course, we are going to teach her how to drink!" Danica rolled her eyes before glancing at me.

"What do you think, Yula? Are you in?"

Until I reached home, I was thinking about their offer. If it weren't for my father, I would grab the offer immediately. I know that my parents would think that working at a bar is not very pleasing to the ears.

"What did you say?! One night, two thousands?! God! Grab it, Yula! You will never find a job that offers a salary like that!" Kevin commented when I explained the offer the following day.

But when I saw my father's reaction, I knew immediately that he will not let me work at the bar.

"At a bar? Do you even know what it is inside of a bar, Yula?" Papa asked me in a stern voice.

My shoulders slumped. I could not defend myself because I know that my father has got a point.

"I-I will not put myself in danger, Pa. And-"

"No! Stop with this nonsense conversation, Yula! I am working so hard for this family! You do not have to put yourself in that kind of job." My father was really determined to oppose me that I was not able to defend myself at all.

"Andres," Mama called him in a soft voice.

"Even you, Lourdes. Do not tell me you are going to let your daughter work at a bar?"

"But your daughter wants to. Why would you be selfish for something that she wants to do? That is a noble job, Andres. You are belittling people who work at a bar by that reaction you are showing to us."

"I am not belittling anyone, Lourdes," my father's voice was stern.

I bit my lip.

It saddened me because I know that could be a big help for us if I ever get to work in there. We have a very huge debt when I was in coma. Our bill at the hospital grew larger and larger. Even though my mother has been telling us that the person who they borrowed money from is very kind because they are not asking for an interest. They did not also give us a deadline.

From what I know, my father has already able to pay twenty thousand pesos but our debt is still huge.

"What? Did Uncle Andres give you his permission to work at the bar?" Lucille asked me while we were preparing the foods for the farmers.

I was not able to come here yesterday because I had a severe migraine. Simoun visited me and bought a lot of foods. He even brought a doctor. When the doctor said that there was nothing to worry about, he calmed down.

"Not yet. I think it is impossible for him to give his permission." There was a sorrow in my tone.

"That could have been a big of a help for your family. If I were born beautiful, I would not hesitate to grab that work!"

It has been two days since I told my parents about the job but until now, I have not gotten any answer from my father. I was slowly accepting the fact that he will never let me work in there.

"God! What is that woman here again?" Nessa's voice was low but filled with annoyance. I looked at the direction she was looking at.

I saw a woman dressed in a printed maxi dress. Her hair was being swept away by the wind. She was carrying a box. Her eyes were covered by a big sunglasses. She was smiling widely as she walked over to us.

I saw a white car. She was probably the owner of that.

She pulled her sunglasses up to the top of her head when she came near us. She was roaming her eyes in the surrounding as though she was looking for something else.

"Hi! Oh my god. It's so hot!" She flipped her hair as she laughed softly. "Anyway, where is Rael? I told him yesterday that I am going to visit today. Is he there?" She pointed at the direction where the farmers were.

I furrowed my brows as I looked at Nessa and Lucille.

"Ah! Yes! He is there! You should just wait for him. They will be here any minute now." I was aware that Nessa's smile was fake.

"Okay! Can I sit here for a while? I brought you guys this cake. This is my favorite flavor and I'm sure Rael will also love this." Her smile was sweet and I could say that it was genuine. She put down the box on the table.

Her eyes shifted on me suddenly. Her smile slightly disappeared but it went back immediately. Of course. I returned her smile because I'm not rude.

"I think I didn't see you here yesterday. I'm Nikola. I believe you are not Rael's girlfriend, right?" she uttered cheerfully.

My forehead creased a bit.

"Oh! I am not!" I shook my head.

"That's what I thought. Because I asked him yesterday if he has a girlfriend but his answer was so vague!" She suddenly stood up and waved behind us.

"Rael!"

The farmers were walking towards the hut.

Rael was wearing a plaid longsleeves with a white inner shirt. His bottom was long. He was also wearing a black boots.

Nikola greeted all of them as though she has known them for many years.

"Join us, Nikola. Do you eat these kind of foods?" My brother, Kevin, asked her.

There is adobo, fried milk fish and some vegetables. My mother and Sol were the one who cooked these foods. We helped them in preparing the ingredients.

"I do not eat with barehand. I am sorry," Nikola said in a shy tone when she probably noticed that there was no utensils.

"This woman is really beautiful," I heard Lucille whispered in a sarcastic one beside me.

Nikola did not eat but she sat beside Rael.

"I was texting you the whole night but you were not replying. You just replied this morning." Nikola's voice was low but I heard it clearly. She was smiling but I could hear the disappoinment in her voice.

I was sitting in the middle of Lucille and Nessa. Infront of me is Nikola and beside her is Rael.

Nikola was just eating some fruits using the fork. Her move was very classy and womanly.

"I was busy with some things, Nikola," Rael responded in a cold voice. Our eyes met all of a sudden. Our stare lasted for few seconds. I was the one who broke it off because those eyes was too heavy for me...

And I am still annoyed at him.

"You might get annoyed at me because I am always texting you. I will understand if you will say that you are busy so I will know," Nikola uttered softly.

I discreetly scolded myself. Why am I listening to their conversation?!