But of course, sa isip lang ako pumalakpak. Masyadung mamahalin ang mga palakpak ko duh!
Sometimes, when I’m in my mood to cook. Ako ang nasa kitchen. I studied Culinary nga diba? That’s why I know how to cook. And FYI, I’m good in cooking. Talo ko pa mga Master Chefs here in London. Believe it or believe it.
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Holaaaa! I’m done na eating. I stood up and glared at my maids for a second. -___-
Then I walk way to my room.
They’re walking after me.
Nang makarating na kami sa tapat ng room ko, pinagbuksan ako ng pinto nung isang maid. I went inside, then pumunta ako ng walk-in closet ko.
Still, they’re following me. I face them.
Then I point my things, tinitignan lang nila ang mga itinuturo ko.
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At madami pang point.
“Pack my things, got it??” -___- I said in a very cold tone pero may pagka mataray.
BINABASA MO ANG
I am the Queen Bitch (ON-HOLD)
Teen FictionShe's a bitch. He's a Heartthrob. Is there a possibility that they can fall in love with each other? (Authors note: This story is pure fiction. It is not based on reality. Names, place or person linked in this story are coincident only. )
Chapter 2: Hey Philippines, I'm back!!
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