stoic

LANCE'S POV

It had been a year, tandang-tanda ko pa ang mga detalye sa taong sisira sa buhay ko. Now, let me finally meet my fiancée. The word left sting as it sounds unfamiliar.

After the confrontation and discussion with the contract, I head myself to New York to further extend my growing empire at an early age. Now, here I am. One of the most sought bachelor, soon to marry a fucking man.

I realized that I did not know anything with this Ace Villamayor person. Hell, I didn't even saw his face once or any form of picture. He's protected and his information is properly sealed.

Tanginang pag-iisip 'to, kanina pa ako nangangati na makita ang lalaking 'to. Ang pamilyar ng pangalang niya, tangina alam ko narinig na ang pangalang na 'yun somewhere else. I am heading to Villamayor's household together with my Dad, Mom and Attorney Saavedra to finally seal the contract as I found out early this morning after I arrive at the airport, that my fiancée will be turning eighteen this upcoming weeks.

I'm thrilled. We arrived at a modern mansion and we were directly ushered to an office.

"Kingston," Anton greeted the older man in the room. Figuring out that this man is the head of the family.

My mom, Isabelle is also at a woman, hugging her and I see that everyone is already in good terms. Fuck it!

Now, where's the boy?

The older lady whom I assumed my fiancée's mother looked at me expectantly, "Well, young man. You won't greet your mother in law?" She said and I awkwardly hugged her. I don't even consider you.

For now,

They are seated at the sofas, and I stood dtill still. "I'm afraid that you won't see Ace this morning since he is busy helping his nanny at a grocery, but fear not, I know his schedule."

Ace, why does it sound so familiar?

"It's okay; I will personally meet my fiancée this evening." I said fixing my tux. I bid my goodbye since I see no reason for me to stick there.

I was walking at their staircase, which was there that I realized I'm really fucked-up; I saw photo frames with pictures in it. I look up to see their family portrait. There stood Kingston and on the chair is his beloved. Standing both their sides is my good friend, Silver.

To my surprise, I saw the person whom I'm not expecting to be in the portrait. In the portrait, there stood with his white tuxedo, toothy smiles and full height, Ace Heartily wearing the Villamayors heirloom crest.

Villamayors family crest. Oh, damn fuck. Ang taong pantasya ko ang taong mapapangasawa ko. This should be good. It only signifies that he is one of the Villamayor. Then it hits me, Heartily is his last name on-screen. That is Donya Elizabeth's maiden name. I gazed the photos and they're arranged in a timeline format with its year.

My steps halted on the last portrait. Sitting on a sophisticated way, my fiancee is the only person in the photo. The photo was gloomy and it looks like it was cursed to be put in that wall. Gone the toothy smile, he looks rigid, mad even. This showed his features very well. Now, I can see how beautiful and angelic he is both clothed and naked.

Damn, masama na 'to! I should stop staring at his photo, the most enticing photo with an angel on it.

"This was taken on his seventeenth birthday." A man in his late sixties said,

"He wasn't in the mood since his Mom and Dad announced something na napakalabag sa kaniyang puso." He acted like he was relieving those memories.

I stood still as I continue to watch the cold eyes in the portrait, so that is why he looks stoic in this portrait.

"I see you both already found out. He's your fiancé, isn't he?" I stared at nakuha niya ang ibig kung sabihin, smiling he continued, "Bata pa lang 'yan ay spoiled na 'yan sa mga magulang pero siya ang isa sa mga tao na handa kang iligtas sa panganib. Busilak ang puso ng batang 'yan at sana ay makita mo ito hindi lang sa iyong mata kundi ng iyong puso."

"Alagaan mo sana siya gaya ng pag-alaga niya sa mg ataong mahahalaga sa kniya. Maswerte ka at ikaw ay makakapangasawa ng taong tulad niya."

"Ken, do you have the background information?"

"Yup. I can only dig small since his profile is secured. And that came from a hacker."

Nod.

I opened the file and there's a photo in it, showing him.

Angel Cram Easton Villamayor / 17 years old / June 30, 2003 / 5'3 / Modelling / Single / Heartily-Villamayor / Millionaire / Heir of the Villamayor's Property

"Alagaan mo sana siya gaya ng pag-alaga niya sa mg ataong mahahalaga sa kniya. Maswerte ka at ikaw ay makakapangasawa ng taong tulad niya."

"Why did you even ask about his profile? Are you interested with the model?" Yes.

"No."

"Reason."

"He's my fiancee."

Silence.

This time I looked at him to see him with eyes and mouth agape. This motherfucker is overreacting.

"Prepare the Heli, I will meet him."

"S-Sure!"

"You are good to go, gentlemen." I fixed my hair and tux, noticing Ken smirking at me so I give him the motherfucking finger.

I walked out from the helicopter to see that I'm in the field of the race track. I scanned my surroundings and it's nauseous. I was escorted by a bunch of men to the bleachers area since the race will start any moment from now.

I see him walking in the starting point. I raise a brow at his outfit, revealing.

He stands in front of the Race Cars just the time to hit 10 and he starts to raise the flag. I'm at the bleachers where VIP's are seated and I have the perfect view of him having the moment seducing the racers. As he raised the flag, it showed his upper body, he look at the bleachers, posed his body from side to side, look seductively just in time the timer hits GO.

For a moment he wasn't visible from so much smoke and I feared he got into accident but as the smoke subsided he stood there, with the flag, looking directly at me with what I assume is anger?

Is he mad at me or something?

Two women pulled him out of the Lane and give him water, retouch and sit beside me.

"Brat." I stated and he looks up to me with a raised brow

"Excuse me?" He scoffed at tiningnan ako ng may pangliliit. What's with the attitude, babe?

"You are excused." I said not looking at him, focusing on the race.

"Fuck you!" He seethed in anger.

"Gladly," He blushed. That wasn't supposed to come out but I'm happy to see his reaction, cute. He gawk at me and furiously turned around. He blushed.

"I'm Lance." I introduced myself.

"I know." He said not looking at me still.

"Lance Zapanta." He finally looked at me and said

"I know, Lance Cliton Milonnel Zapanta."

"Your fiancée, Villamayor," I expected him to laugh, or even yell at me but he didn't, instead he smiled,

"Alam ko, Zapanta."

"You knew?"

He looks up to me, "I know." Then turned his head to watch the game but I noticed something, he's faking his smiles.

"Alagaan mo sana siya gaya ng pag-alaga niya sa mg ataong mahahalaga sa kniya. Maswerte ka at ikaw ay makakapangasawa ng taong tulad niya."

"Have you signed the contract already?" Since he already knows me so I'm assuming that he already knew me in the first place.

"A year ago," His bewitching eyes met mine.

That long?

"Were you that eager?" I'm seeing red. He knew it and he didn't even try to stop it. 'Yan ba ang gusto niyang palabasain? Fuck!

"I don't have a choice."

"You had. Pero wala kang ginawa, brat." I glared as I look in his eyes but his fake smile remained. Fake.

"Don't call me that."

"Brat." He sighed.

"What do you want ba kasi? Don't question a decision that was inevitable. Bakit ikaw? May nagawa ka ba? Wala diba? So stop acting strong and hard-headed, Lance cause God knows how I hate seeing your ugly face right now."

I was interrupted by screams of screams.

"AHHHHHHHHHH!"

"HE WINNNNSSSSS!"

"IDOOOLLLLL!!"

"CONGRATULATIONS BABBBEEEEE!!"

"JACOOOOBBBBBB!!"

"JUSTINNNNN!!"

"SILVERRRRRRR!!"

"CONGRATS FARAAAHHHHH IDOLOOOOOOO!!"

I turned around to see racers coming out from their cars and congratulating one another. Damn, hindi ko man lang namalayan ang oras. What was that?

"I'm here to see you." Tinignan ko siya and I saw a sudden flash of emotions, real emotions and I find it beautiful. But it lasted for a short moment.

"I don't want to see you again, ever." He said standing and walking to his brother who looked concerned.

They talked for a while and I can see people at his age gathering around and they look at me. I can only see them with the same reaction but his brother's reaction seethe through.

He's mad. Why is everyone mad?

"Let's go, Ken."

I'm done for now, but I will come back for sure. Watch out, brat. You just hooked me with your smiles. I will have you.