Chapter 25: Chapter 25

It seemed that Theon didn’t hear his brother’s order as he paused for a moment, still staring at me blankly.

“I said leave us now, brother,” Ajax repeated, now looking deadly.

Theon seemed to wake up from his trance as he nodded. He fixed his suit and nodded, “Alright, just as my little brother requested. I’ll see you at the dinner tonight, Ajax.”

Ajax huffed, “Tonight? No, I won’t come.”

A light escaped from Theon’s lips, “I’ll make sure to give an excuse for you then…but we all know he won’t stop until he sees his favorite youngest son.”

And his footsteps drifted away as Theon woke outside and we could hear the sound of the car leaving.

Ajax turned to me, softly grabbing both of my cheeks and staring at me in the eyes, “Did he harm you? Tell me.”

I shook my head, “No, he didn’t.”

Ajax sighed in relief, “Good. Cause if he did, I; 'll make sure that fool won’t ever step foot in my house again.” He then cleared his throat, “Then what did he say?”

I paused, not sure if it is my business to tell him about what Theon said to me but since I do not want to get caught in between these brothers, I guess I’ll have to make a pretty little lie for now.

“Oh, about the restaurant,” I replied, changing the topic.

Ajax stiffened at that, “Don’t worry, I’ll do something and fix that mess my brother created. I didn’t even order him to sue them!”

I nodded, “I know.” I then looked at the kitchen behind us feeling hungry now and at the same time, do not want to talk to him and have to come up with another lie again. “How about we eat now?”

He then grabbed my hands, “We will, but I want you to close your eyes first.”

I scowled, what is this man planning now? “Why?”

“Just do it, babe.”

Not having any choice, I decided to not argue further as I did as he told, “Alright, already closed my eyes.”

I could feel him gently grabbing my hand and laying it open as he placed something. Something like a hard wooden little box….

My heartbeat suddenly fastened and I bit my lip. A little box..surely it is not a ring? A ring wherein he would use and he would propose to me now?

“What…is it?” I asked hesitantly.

I could hear his deep hearty chuckle as he whispered, “Secret. Open your eyes now.”

At this time, I suddenly do not want to open my eyes, scared of what would happen.

He sensed my hesitation and overthinking as Ajax comforted me, “Do not worry, it’s just a little surprise.”

Hearing him say that felt a bit comforting as I slowly opened my eyes, squinting as I adjusted at the sudden brightness and looked down to my open palm to see the little box laying there.

I spotted the cheeky grin on Ajax’s face as well as his words that followed soon after, “Surprise, my love.”

I blinked, smiling back at him, at the same time relieved that he was not planning on proposing to me.

If he did propose, I think I would just run away and not even give the answer.

But thank goodness. How assuming of I to even jump to the conclusion when we just met a month ago? It would be too fast to rush things now.

I cleared my throat, “What is this?”

He shrugged, acting nonchalant, “My gift for you. Now open it.”

I opened the little box and saw a piece of sparkling jewelry placed inside. It was a dainty necklace with the letter A and with the weight, I am sure it was….a diamond.

How did he even know that I prefer diamonds that gold? Ah, it must be from my manager again…Oh, speaking of MAnager Smith, I almost forgot about him. How is he now?

I shook my head, no. I should not worry about him. He must be busy fixing the mess now and I’m sure he’s thrilled now that I am out of the media’s sight.

It’s best to keep out of the people’s eyes for now.

Plus, Ajax must have informed him about my whereabouts. Knowing Manager Smith, he would worry about me like a father despite almost throwing me to Ajax.

Ajax then gently took the diamond from my hand and went to my back to put it on my neck.

He then made me stand by the mirror and smiled, “Damn, it suits you, babe. You look beautiful as ever.”

I smiled, my hand slowly reaching for the diamond. It indeed looked so beautiful…I hate to admit but this man has taste in things.

My hands trailed on the letter A placed in the center and I raised my eyebrows at him in question, “But why does it have a letter A?”

“My initials.” He answered, reaching for the necklace he was wearing and making me look at it. I saw the same necklace, except the one he was wearing has the letter E in the center and I instantly understood it.

A for Ajax. His name is chained on the necklace wrapped around my neck.

and the letter E stands for my name…he’s also wearing it.

“So we would be matching…do you like it?” He asked in anticipation, waiting for my answer.

I couldn’t help but chuckle, this reminds me of my grade school days when we would be so cheesy and cringe at our crushes.

I can’t believe that Ajax, a grown-up man, an actor, a businessman, an heir, is right in front of m, doing these cringe things.

“Isn’t this a gradeschol thing to do? This is so cheesy, you could have just made me wear a heart necklace.” I burst into laughter, enjoying the fact that I could see his cheeks reddening in realization. “Tell me, there must have been someone who told you to do this?”

He shook his head, “This is entirely my idea, babe. I just want to wear your name all the time.” He softly held the letter E and placed it on his lips, followed by kissing it and winking at me, “It’s simple, and it’s not too obvious. Just the perfect thing I need.”

I couldn’t help but stare at him. How come this man in front of me, willingly say that without any shame, saying how precious and priceless I am, and how his love for me is just pure….

And out of everyone in the world, he chose me. A not-so-perfect being.

He’s going out of his way to do these sweet little things for me. Things that no one in my entire life even thought of doing to me. But to him, it all comes naturally, as if loving me was just his decision, his choice, and not just because he was told to and forced by someone.

What I find interesting the most is how all this time. He did not even push me to love him back.

Did I happen to save a person in my past life? Or perhaps, I saved an entire nation from my past life?

But what’s bothering me is how my body is so not used to all of these… acts of service. I was used to taking care of someone, not being taken care of.

I suddenly felt a soft kiss on my lips and I was pulled out of my trance, “What were you thinking, my love?”