The Glimpse of My Past novel Chapter 5

Leandro’s P.O.V.

“I don’t want anybody else aside from her, you hear me? I will triple the price. Or do you want quadruple? Just tell me! Name your damn fucking price… or you want to deal with one million pesos?” I told her. I tried to calm my voice, but my dominant attitude seemed to come out. I had very short patience that I wanted to bark.

What Leandro wants, Leandro gets! And I cannot wait for another moment because I want Diane right away.

Lucy immediately complied with my amends, and we went out of her office. She went to Diane who was still wearing her mask and was now laughing with the female bartender over the counter. She then whispered to her about what I wanted to happen—to table her.

It took a long time before Diane looked in my direction. It was obvious from her actions that she did not want to entertain me at my table. I could feel that based on how she shook her head as a sign that she was refusing at all.

Until I got surprised when in the end, she just nodded—ended up agreeing to the terms that Lucy had told her. She then went in my direction causing me to be suddenly confused and disorganized.

“H-Hi, have a s-seat.” I stuttered after fixing my hair that was not even unruly in the first place.

It was like I came back to being a shy teenager all of the sudden. I still could not believe the fact that she was in front of me ever again… but it was all happening now. I motioned her to take a seat in front of me. Diane was indeed a head-turner that almost all customers’ eyes were glued at us. If only I could tell her to sit on my lap instead, I would have done that.

“H-Hello, sir. I’m C-Claire. What can I do for you?” she asked.

She took her seat on the couch, as she elegantly crossed her legs afterwards. I did not know why, but I could sense a hint of nervousness in her tone. Maybe because this was her first time to entertain a customer at the table.

My forehead slightly furrowed. But what the hell? Is this a different masked woman? But I was sure that she was indeed Diane. Wait… Claire, Claire, Claire… oh, okay! Claire might come from Clariz, her second name.

But what was her trip that she even had to change her name? Never mind, I would just ride on whatever she liked because she might walk away from me when I called her using her real name. After all, if using a fake name would protect her identity then I was all in for it.

“Nothing, Dia—Claire. I just needed someone to talk to.” Oops, I almost got caught! “Anyway, nice meeting you. I’m Leandro,” I huskily introduced myself. I extended my right hand for a firm handshake, and that brought me back to my college memories. But this time, I was glad that she accepted it.

I could not help but to somewhat squeeze her hand. Damn it, it was so soft! It was only a handshake, but my proud member already sky-rocketed. It hardened, and it made me feel uncomfortable that I wanted to fuck her right now. I would not mind spending a million for a night, I would just think that I invested in that club.

And that was how my friendship with Claire or Diane had officially started. The kind of friendship I forced myself to be in for a year until I could no longer take it and confessed to her my true feelings. She did not know how I was suppressing myself to kiss her every time our lips were only an inch apart. Every time we were together, I could not remember if there was a time in my life that I could be happier.

I honestly wanted to hungrily kiss and ravage her luscious lips every time she was in front of me. I wanted to bring her to my bed, devour her body, and make her scream my name over and over again, as she came for her release. I did not have a long thread of patience, yet I wanted her to be my girlfriend first before I claimed the right to completely own her.