Chapter 15: Chapter 15

Athena’s P.O.V.

“Y-You? W-What are you doing here?” I didn’t know how I was able to ask him. It was as if no voice came from my mouth that I could not even hear myself.

I creased a frown. How was he able to know my resident’s address?

It was indeed a challenge for me to speak—maybe because of the contraction of my throat. My voice was too hoarse, but above all these, I could feel the racing horses inside my chest again. I was always like this—whenever he was near.

I might have avoided him during the past three months, but little did he know that I was always staring at his back. Oftentimes, I used to debate with his answer for him to look at me with curiosity in the eyes, so that I could see his warm and sweet face. Admiration was always reflecting on him every time he looked into my green eyes. He was screaming appreciation in every aspect.

He was tall, dark, and handsome, but what had drawn me most towards him was his long eyelashes and straight-edged nose… not to mention his reddish and soft lips too.

Oh! What are you thinking, Athena? Who’s handsome? He’s not!

Instead of answering me, he only gaped as he couldn’t leave my eyes off me. It could have been perfect if his saliva dropped from his open mouth. Well, that was almost!

I rolled my eyes.

Silly guy! Is this his first time to see a goddess? Of course, I am. I was named after the Greek goddess—Athena.

“Hello? I’m asking you, what are you doing here?” I went closer to him as I even waved my right hand in front of his face.

But still, no reaction came from him. He was still slack-jawed—completely dumbfounded and lost in his own world.

“Hey, Cristoff! What’s happening? Is there anything wrong? Please… I’m not feeling well, so don’t make me shout at you!” My voice cracked. I began shaking his right shoulder to make him realize some sense and to wake him up. He looked like he was stuck on daydreaming even though he was fully awake.

And for that, it seemed like someone had just splashed cold water on him that caused him to get his senses back.

“H-Helena, we… I… hmm… Mrs. Cheng… right! Mrs. Cheng told me that you are s-sick, so I asked her if I could pay you a v-visit for us to discuss our p-proposal for the Annual Camp. We o-only have a few d-days left to sort or m-merge things out. I-It’s a good thing that she lets me out for a while…” he stuttered.

I was currently feeling the soft breeze of air here in the garden. The moist air was like tiny beads of ice tingling my skin. But why does Cristoff’s forehead begin to form beads of sweat the moment he saw me? Weird, I outwardly had no idea what was wrong with him.

“Hmm, okay. Sure!” I smiled. “So, let’s go to the study room and talk about it. But wait, did you already eat?” I asked him.

If this was all because of the Annual Camp, I could get him inside our house and instruct our maids to prepare him a meal. Sweating might be a sign of hunger. After all, he couldn’t do anything to me, and just in case he had a plan, it would be better for him to forget that because he might not come out of here alive!

“Y-Yeah, but, Helena… c-can you? Hmm, you know. Your, your—” He closed his eyes as he was still stammering.

I gave him a bored and sour expression with a raised eyebrow. I’m getting peevish at him again.

What is wrong with him that he keeps on stuttering?

“You know what, Cristoff? Look, I don’t have time to get pissed at you, but the way you are responding to me right now, you’re annoying me! Like seriously? You kept on stuttering, and I didn’t even know the reason why! If you want to tell me something, then tell it to me straight away! You are inside our territory, yes, but you are still free to say whatever you like.” I swallowed before I continued.

“If you’re worried about my parents seeing you here, don’t worry, Dad was already in the office, and… Mom was already gone for years. If you want to use the restroom, we have one in the study room. In fact, we have a lot of restrooms here—greater than your fingers,” I told him. I couldn’t help myself but feel sad at the thought of mentioning my mother.

“I—I’m sorry for your loss, Helena. B-But I only have one request… c-can you change your clothes, please?” He pointed out as he opened his eyes and looked away.

Everything felt like happening in slow motion on what he said. It was like a bomb exploded in my ears. Now, I was the one sweating profusely. My jaw literally dropped, and I didn’t even catch it before it reached the floor. It made my eyes wide open as I slowly looked down to see my entire body.

Holy crap!

That was when I remembered that I only wore a pair of see-through blouse and pajamas… and because it was just a see-through, it looked like I was only wearing a two-piece red swimsuit matched with a transparent cover-up.

Shit!

I immediately went inside our house and ran upstairs. Because of my adrenaline rush, I was able to reach my bedroom located on the third-floor level. It was tiring, but I had to run as fast as I could to get away from him. I even forgot that we had an elevator here. I leaned my back against the door, and when I closed it, I inevitably closed my eyes as well.

Now I know why that jerk couldn’t help himself from sweating! Oh my God, he had the chance to see my precious and stunning body!

I wondered what runs through Cristoff’s head right now? I knew I was still young, but one thing I would surely be proud of was having a firm and gorgeous body. My perfect and enhanced curves were flaunting at the right places despite being a teenager. Early-bloomer, as they say—for I already had flawless vital statistics at age fifteen.

And because I was advised by my close-to-be big brother, Dr. Kim, not to take a bath, I only changed my clothes. I wore a pink tank top matched with white shorts. I also put my hair into a high ponytail in front of my vanity mirror.

It felt like I only became weaker when I ran upstairs and that, I was still catching my breath up to this moment. Only thinking about how I could get away from his eyes made me forget the elevator. So it was indeed breathtaking and… shameful.

I called one of our maids using my intercom, and she immediately came to attend to my needs. I had a personal assistant, Paula, who used to take care of us as far as my memory could remember, but she was currently on leave. Only Paula knew that I was Athena and not my twin.

“Hi, Mitch. Please accompany my classmate to the study room. I’ll just fix my things here, and I’ll go thereafter, thanks!” I instructed her.

Unlike Paula, who was already in her forties, Mitch was only in her twenties. Paula was a licensed nurse, but Mitch only took a two-year vocational course in caregiving.

“Noted, Ma’am Helena… but he’s currently talking to your father right now. They are both in the garden,” she replied, which only made my eyes grow wide in horror.

Did I even hear it right?

“Wait, what? Daddy is still here?” I asked her.

If Daddy caught me talking to Cristoff wearing my see-through stuff, I’m surely dead! my mind screamed.

Sure thing, you will only taint Helena’s body in stranger’s eyes! my subconscious interfered.

“Yes, Ma’am. The truth is Sir Miguel was the one who let your visitor enter the gate when the latter told him that he is your classmate,” she explained.

I nodded. “Oh, okay! You can go now, Mitch. I’ll be the one to call him later, thanks for informing me.” A smile formed on my thin lips. I might be cranky sometimes, but I still respected our maids. I always talked to them properly.

Mitch just smiled back before she went outside without any further instructions.

After a few minutes, I had decided to come out of my room and went to the garden area. There, I saw my father talking to Cristoff.

Really? Daddy is talking to him? I narrowed my eyes as I stepped closer—overhearing more of their conversations.

“She’s my princess, young man… so, once you did something wrong that made her cry, I’ll find you, and this fist will punch you harder than what you think. I could be a criminal in an instant, so you better not mess with my daughter!” I heard Daddy warned Cristoff as he let out a chuckle showing his clenched fist.

And my father was even laughing, huh? What the hell is happening?