HIS SECRETARY

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Z A C H A R Y

It's a good thing that I convinced Luke to bring me with him to Barcelona. He was hesitant at first because he said he promised Kendra not to tell me where she was. In the end, he said yes to my suggestion.

Thanks to Luke's girlfriend, I was able to go here in Barcelona. She was the one who helped me convince Luke about the idea. He's just soft for his girlfriend.

"Kendra said she's by the railings." Luke announced while we were walking in the airport.

Luke said that Kendra was gonna wait for us here in the airport. I didn't complain because it was better for me to see her than ask her father to actually meet Kendra.

"There she is." Luke said and I glanced at the direction his finger was pointing at.

I couldn't help but be in awe. She's still so freaking gorgeous even if she's just standing there. Kendra and her magic in making me fall in love.

"Stop staring. She might melt." Luke teased and I groaned at him. He's such a bummmer.

"Glad you came." I heard her sweet voice said before she hugged Luke.

They were spending quite long in that embrace. Good thing Kendra broke their embrace and looked at me. I saw how her eyes moved into a big circle and how her mouth slightly opened.

"What..." she said but failed to continue.

I smiled at her and opened my arms wide open. I'm asking her for a hug and I hope she does.

"Did you miss me, Kendra?" I asked and she quickly came to me. She hugged me so tightly as if it was just us in the world.

She didn't care of whatever there was in our surrounding. I also didn't care because the only thing that matters to me was this, us.

After that heartwarming welcoming in the airport, Kendra and Luke helped me to my hotel room. Luke escorted me to the hotel and they bid goodbye to me.

Sadly, I will be staying in a hotel. Lule was obviously going to stay in Kendra's house because they're friends. How I wish I can stay there also.

While unpacking, I felt bored and went out of the hotel to have some fresh air. I was peacefully walking the lobby of the hotel when someone caught my attention. Is that Kendra's father?

He was walking with his wife and is talking with some man. He must be in a meeting with the man. I just stood at my spot and stared at them until they got out of the hotel. I sighed and took a step backwards when I realized something.

If I chase them and ask them for a talk here in a public place, I may get a higher chance of talking to them. I was thinking of going to their house but now's a chance. I shouldn't let it go.

Besides, what's the worst thing I can get from asking him for talk? A no perhaps. But I'll still insist if he'll really give me a no as an answer. It's not in the options in the first place.

I ran like crazy and looked left and right. I spotted them just in the streets and were now blending in eith the crowd. I pushed myself through and I grabbed Kendra's father's wrist.

He looked at me with wide eyes and so as his wife. When I got their attention, I let go of his hands and stood formally.

"May I talk with you?" I asked politely and I saw fury in his eyes.

I stood there like an idiot waiting for his answer. Kendra's mom smiled and looked at me.

"Follow us in the diner. Let's talk over a meal." she said and I couldn't help but grin at that.

I followed them to a local diner and we sat over in a table. I was facing both of them and Mr. Rivera was still silent.

"Where are you staying, dear?" Kendra's mom asked and I blinked before smiling.

"I'm staying at a hotel, Ma'am---"

"Call me Aunt Clementine or just Auntie." she corrected and I loosened up. I was so tensed while going here because I didn't want to be unattractive to Kendra's father.

"At a hotel, Auntie." I said and I heard Mr. Rivera snorting beside her. Auntie just gave me an apologetic smile and our meal was served.

"Boy, I'm against you being here with us for our lunch but because my wife wanted you to be here, I cannot say no." Mr. Rivera said when Auntie left for a bathroom break.

"I'm really sorry if I came out wrong, Sir. I wanted to talk with you to clarify things." I pitched in and I can see that I caught his attention.

"I'm not purely blaming you for what happened with my daughter, Zachary. You two have fair shares of fault and I'm a rational man." he said and I nodded in agreement.

I guess, Mr. Rivera isn't that scary after all.

"I know that there is no justification for my actions but I want to take this chance to correct my mistakes, Sir." I sincerely said and bowed to pay respect.

"Are you willing to face the consequences?" he asked and I nodded. I'm more than willing. Hell! I can even sacrifice anything just to be with his daughter.

"Please, I'll do everything you want me to do. Just let me be with Kendra." I pleaded and I saw how Mr. Rivera's face changed.

"I'm not a fan of villains, boy. I was just waiting for you to come and beg. To show me your value and that you're trustable." he said and picked up the spoon and fork.

"Does that mean that you're letting me be with her, Sir?" I asked and he looked at me wih a dead serious look.

"That if I see that you deserve my daughter. She deserves so much Zachary and I hope you're that so much." he bluntly said and I couldn't help but smile.

I know that Kendra deserves so much. She's like the best girl out there. If I were also her father I would never let her settle for less. Kendra's cut from a fine diamond and she only deserves to get the best.

If I'm not the best , then I'll do everything to reach that line. To reach the top where I can be deserving of her love. Cause who cares if others find me as an idiot for being so fucking in love. What matters the most is Kendra and that's my goal.

"I won't let you down, Sir. I'll show you that I'm deserving enough for Kendra. I won't be og dismay." I confidently said and smiled at him.

"Sure, boy. And call me Uncle Ken. Sir makes me feel so old." he said and I had a winning grin on my face.

Aunt Clementine came to our table and she smiled warmly at me. I returned it her and we had a peaceful meal. Maybe Auntie planned on staying in the comfort room for a long time to let us talk.

I'm thankful that she's a really supportive parent.