Chapter 25 HIS CONDITIONS
Ford and Alba were standing by the corner of a beach bar drinking cocktails while engaged in a conversation:
"I really thought that Mahina was like my everyday girl… it turns out she is not, she’s very different… can you believe that a very sweet and beautiful girl like her is still a …” Alba couldn’t complete what he wanted to say. Because even he was still in disbelieve of what he realized about Mahina. He swallowed hard as his throat suddenly went dry. Ford was just staring impatiently at the confused man.
“Hello! ... Is still a what?” Ford asked Alba who suddenly went blank in the middle of their conversation.
“Nothing! Never mind … my point is, she is not my type…” Ford looked at Alba confused. Wasn’t it not the same Alba who was helpless about Mahina? What happened suddenly Ford questioned himself mentally. If she is not his type then why is he always all over her? Even now he can’t take his eyes off her. Ford smiled. He knew very well that whatever Alba was saying were just mare words. There was no way he would take those words to heart.
“Why don’t you let her go if she is not your type?” Ford asked curiously, since Alba told him that Mahina was not his type. Alba smirked at the question Ford threw at him and answered him:
“I would be going against my word if I do such... and Alba Marcelo never goes back on his words” he answered smug. Ford clicked his tongue and wagged his head. Alba’s response just proved his thoughts to be right.
“So, what will you do?” Ford asked with a raised brow curiously, just to hear Alba’s crazy ideologies:
“I will give her a chance to leave on her own if she is able to succeed in the task I will assign to her.” He answered undisturbed.
“And what would that be?” Ford took a gulp of his cocktail as he awaited the much-anticipated answer of his friend Alba.
“Only! If she can make me fall in love... I will let her go...” he answered nonchalant. Ford dropped his glass on the bar counter and looked at him seriously with his head tilted to the side surprised by the answer he got from Alba.
“Are you insane? How can you ask for the impossible from that girl? ... honestly though! Do you have any intension of letting her go?” Ford asked him looking frustrated:
“Why?... don’t you think I am capable of falling in love?” Alba asked ironically:
“No way! How can the devil himself fall in love?” Alba cackled at his remarks and his response was:
“We won’t know, until we try! Right?... after all, according to the tales of Amun the Luna princess fell in love with King Solis even though she got burnt… what are the chances? That I can fall in love even if it kills me” He wagged his head at Ford and walked away.
Mahina! She was just a breath of fresh air that gives Alba peace of mind. She makes him crazy. A part of him doesn’t want Mahina to go even though she is not what he expected. Yet another part of Alba really wants Mahina to go for her own good, but when he thinks of her going, the thought alone breaks his heart into a million pieces. There’s this selfish part of him that yearns for her regardless of her not being like his everyday girl.
A virgin! Alba Marcello doesn’t do Virgins. All because he doesn’t want any strings attached. He is very much aware of how virgin girls are clingy and possessive and that’s not what Alba wants.
It was late in the night, and they were still at the beach. Arlo was performing by the burn fire with a bright smile on his face. The guest present were clapping to the sound of his music. Most especially the ladies, they were jumping up and down to the rhythm of his beautiful songs. While they were all occupied doing one thing or the other, Althea walked into the circle of people in a black strapless Bikini set. She was looking hot like a walking goddess and a tempting flower to a hive of bees. All eyes were on her except for Alba, whose eyes were concentrating on Mahina. Althea knew she was beautiful and easily got attention from people. She knew her beauty was far from Mahina’s own but what she couldn’t understand was why she couldn’t move one man. Meanwhile a plain jane was able to effortlessly.
Mahina was moving to the beats of Arlo’s song with a sweet smile on her face and her cheeks were slightly flushed. Alba swallowed hard at the sight of her deep dimples and her silky and curly light brown bouncy hair. It was waist length, and it was shiny with the light reflecting on it. Alba moved to where she was like he was being controlled to go there. He stood there in front of her with a silly smile written on his face. Mahina looked at him confused. She waved her hands in his face a couple of times, before he came back to his senses. He grabbed her hands and walked her out of the crowd to a secluded place. Mahina’s heart started beating fast once again. There was no denying that she was frightened of what Alba was capable of doing. Her own body disobeys her when in the arms of Alba. So yes, she was frightened every time they were together.:
“I will let you go!” Mahina’s heart race was calmed by his words. But before she could be fully excited he continued;
“Only if you can make me fall in love!” Mahina’s face turned infuriated at the completion of his words. Her beautiful eyes shot open at his words. Meanwhile Alba was looking at her obsessively, he was completely taken by her beauty. It was as if her beauty increased under the moonlight.
“What?... You said to that model Helen Garcia that day at the parking lot, that you don’t do love and she is a very beautiful lady... is it now me who can make an ice like you melt?” Mahina cackled hysterically. She didn’t care what he could do to her at that moment. After all her fate had been concluded with Alba’s suggestion. He might as well do with her as he pleases if that was the only way out for her. Mahina was so disappointed, she has had enough of his cunning ways.
“You never can tell right?” he answered her assuredly. Mahina rolled her eyes at him mentally. She wished she could punch him in the face and run away from there. But then again she knew that there was no escaping the man.
“Do you really have any intention of letting me go?” he smiled and answered:
“I wouldn’t give you an option if I had no desire of letting you go... believe me I do want you to go… if not for my good, then for your own good…” Mahina face palmed herself as she continued staring at the man with a puzzled face.
“Is it a yes or a no!” He maintained eye contact looking smug.