I frowned, tilted my head, then stopped in my tracks.

What the fuck is that?

I shouldn't have let him do that.

No, I should have even attacked him before he made a damn move on me!

I glanced at my current position and I am ultimately annoyed when I saw how my panty is peeking now!

He just touched me!

And I allowed him to do what?

I can still even feel the warmth of his hand in my legs and what makes me mad more is that he is long gone before I can even charge him for it!

I closed my legs tight as if it can make a difference.

Stupid woman. Since when did I get this rusty?

I drove my way home with my brow creased and my lips grim.

How dare he? Just how dare he?

It doesn't mean that because my dad trusts him that much he can do whatever he wants and whoever he wants, because clearly, I am not a property of my dad or anyone for him to claim me like that!

My chest is still heaving when I reach the house. I stopped in front of the door and shut my eyes close.

I need to calm down and not make it a big deal. He is a no-one. He doesn't deserve my energy.

That was my first kiss, yes! But to hell with first kisses!

Fuck all those who stole it!

That is my mantra until I opened my front door. Instead of no one, I was greeted by a large man sitting on my sofa and the dog eating beside his feet.

I do remember them having a little fight over here before, and not like this, casual with each other.

I eyed German to ask for an explanation.

"You seemed very busy nowadays and this dog right here is hungry so I have been feeding him whenever you are out,"

I looked at the busy dog, before I turned my sight at German again.

"And I am always out like most of the time? " I asked, urging him to confirm my thoughts.

He nodded to confirm it.

"I've been here most of my time,"

I always feed the dog whenever I'm around, but whenever I go out of my house and do some errands or attend something, I wasn't gonna lie I sometimes forget about how he would eat. That is a bad practice. But it is my first time having someone to look over all the years, so I couldn't adjust that fast to his needs. I am so used to attending just mine that I sometimes forget he also needs my attention.

That is why...

That is why sometimes when I order his food outside, he would only wiggle his tail, look at me, and won't eat it because this large man is sneaking in my house, attending to him?

I didn't even notice they are close.

And that he is leaving earlier than before in our meetings or events.

Who would have known this large man will get addicted?

And made time for a dog, who barked and bit him at first sight.

I seated on the other sofa and waved my hand to the dog. He immediately comes to me, leaving his food. I tap and tap his head gently and my mind flew somewhere else.

German is a better companion of this guy right here.

I stood in my seat and saw the dog wiggling his tail still. German looked at me.

"You reached the house late," he suddenly said, making me remember a scene earlier.

"I met a disaster on the road," I simply said, before nodding at him to sign my departure.

I walked upstairs to take a warm shower I thought I needed. I removed my clothes and opened the other shower directed to the bathtub.

I stepped my other feet first to feel the temperature of the water.

It is warmer than I thought.

I stepped my other feet in and let my body be drowned by the water. I breathed all the tension away.

Earlier tonight I felt very proud to wear that mask at the event, but with that scene, it was easily worn off and I do not like that. That could be used against me so I needed to take all my time here to train my mind to not be seen easily like that again.

To not be claimed helplessly like that again.

Fragileness and emotions will break me if I wouldn't have my guard up.

I traced the wound I got from that fight with those shits when one decided to follow me.

I became so focused on my own pain and rage that time, and if German didn't notice and inform me I got shot, I wouldn't know that I am having physical pain too because I was so into my emotional pain.

German saw the shot, but that man in the mansion fail to even notice it.

And people call him my dad?

What a bull.

I removed all the petals nearing me.

And that man who removed my mask off could never do that again. He should not see any of the truth in me.

I let my body sink to the tub, feeling all the water, watching all the petals above it.

I rested all the while there, finally cleansing all the dirt I acquired for the night. Going out with a rebirthed mask anyone will not reconsider opening.