#ALVIN'S POV#

'Grrrrrrh...Wake up, wake up. Sleepyhead, it's another morning'
       
"Phahhhh..." And that goes the alarm clock. What did I just do?? Did I just throw my alarm clock away???OMG! My precious alarm clock! I immediately throw the duvet aside.
     
"I'm sorry... Thank God, it's working."
      
It's a normal weekend or maybe not because I"m going to be spending the evenings with someone who amuses me. I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror opposite my king sized bed.
       
"Help me Oh God!!! I'm smiling!!!!!I must be coming down with a fever!!" I quickly took my phone from the bedside.
       
"I need to see you today, Dr. Kim"
     
"Good Morning to you too." She said in that sarcastic tone and Korean accent I've always found exciting but not this morning."/무엇을 원하세요?/" /mueos-eul wonhaseyo?/(What do you want?)

She did it again. Her korean is just so beautiful!
    
"I think I need another physical check up. I think I'm coming down with fever."
   
"What?! Are you feeling? What are the symptoms? Is it very serious?" She asked.
   
"I just caught myself smiling in the mirror so it must be pretty serious right?"
    
"OMG! I think you are coming down with a very serious fever!"
    
"I think so too"
      
"My schedule is pretty tight today. I would see if I can clear a few hours for you in the next four days."
     
"What? It's urgent!"
     
"The events in my scheduler are very urgent too, Mr. Knight."
      
"How dare you treat the CEO of Knight Corporations like this?!"
     
"Sorry Alvin but you have to wait for your turn. What is pretty urgent about you smiling on a fresh and beautiful morning like this?"
     
"What is urgent about it is that I've not smiled in years."
      
"Then it's a good sign of something good to come."
      
"No it's... Hello!Hello! Gosh! How dare she cut the phone. Hmmph!
      
Thirty unread mails?I've never left my mails unread.
  
A cup of Iced Americano to go with as I filter through the emails. I guess I need to make a lot of calls.
     
"Good Morning, Brahms."
   
"What is so good about the morning?" He asked in that rough, husky tone that suggests I woke him up with the call.
      
"I'll be in the office by 9am. Schedule a meeting with the board of directors."
      
"Is that why you woke me up? You have a secretary Alvin. Why do you like disturbing me?"
      
"It's a secret meeting."
     
"Why? What's wrong?" He is now fully awake. Good.
     
"I was just joking. Anything to make you fully awake and bring you to the realisation that it's your boss you're talking to."
       
"When last I checked, it was 6:26 am in the morning and I'm still in bed not at work. Therefore, I'm speaking to Alvin, a childhood friend. Do you understand?"
     
"No, I don't" I replied
    
"You have a signing event coming up in the next five days." He said.
   
"I'm not attending."
   
"You must be joking. You have turned down three signing event recently. If you keep up with this you would lose your fans."
    
"Dude, I have loyal fans."
   
I heard his sigh." I am your manager, Purple Me and you are attending this upcoming event. All you need to do is sit down, smile at your fans, take pictures, sign autographs and hand out souvenirs. Why don't you like your fans?"
      
"Don't misinterpret me. I never said I don't like my fans. I love them. They are nice, loyal and cute. They are my inspiration but..."
      
"But what Alvin?"
    
"I'm not the best fan of publicity. You know the story, don't you? You know me better than anyone so you shouldn't be acting like this. I did not develop this hate for publicity in one day."
      
"But I thought that is already changing. Are you not teaching  at that school without any disguise or mask?"
       
"That is different." I argued.
     
"It's the same thing, Alvin. You are just been unreasonable." I can hear his not so subtle sigh over the phone
      
"I'm not."
   
"Your mum really worries about you. She called me recently. She asked me what you've been up to since you've not been regular at the company and your book signing event."
        
"I hope you didn't tell her about the teaching job."
      
"What do you take me for. I did not tell her of course."
     
"Good."
     
"But you know, she is a smart woman so you can't keep secrets from her for so long. She would eventually find out just the same way she found out about your books back then."
      
"I know and I will be expecting it."
     
"Gosh, I hate you Alvin."
      
"I love you too, Brahms. Don't forget about the meeting."
      
"Don't forget about the upcoming signing events."
       
"Don't forget, I said I'm not attending."
   
"You are. Bye."
          
                               ¶¶¶¶¶
     
I just concluded the meeting with the board of directors.
     
"What is my schedule for this evening?" I ask Secretary Ivan as I sign some documents.
      
"Dinner with CEO Dave of The Jaguar." He replied.
     
"Cancel it."
   
"Sir, if we do, they might..." I look up from the documents.
     
"Cancel it."
     
"Okay sir." He conceded.
    
"Hand this over to the marketing department. Tell them to input the corrections I've made and submit the new edition by Monday Afternoon."
    
"Yes sir."
    
"That is if you would be around." He muttered to himself.
     
"You said what?" I asked in that chilling voice that I well know the effect it has on people.
   
He turns back."Nothing, Sir. "
      
"I repeat, you said what?"
    
"Sir, if I may dare say it, your absence at t.."
    
"Stop, you can take your leave and you are dismissed for the day."
    
"Okay Sir, I would arrange your car for you."
    
"No need, I'm not going home yet." I said.
      
"Then I would arrange your driver for you."
     
"There would be no need for that. I'm going somewhere." I says but I realise he us not ready to concede do I add. "Alone. Dismiss the drivers for today too."
            
                                ¶¶¶¶
     
I ringed the doorbell." Welcome Alvin." Clarissa greeted.
     
"How are you doing?" I asked while changing my shoes to the provided flipflop
     
"I'm alright. Why are you in a suit?" She asked.
   
"I went somewhere official." I stutter and she nods.

"Are those flowers for me?" She asked excitedly. I quickly hid them behind me.
     
"No, they are not" I quickly replied.
   
"Then who are they for?" She asked while trying to look behind me.
     
"I just saw them while passing and I just decided to get them." I quickly said.
    
"Ok, if you say so. And I wanted to tell you the type of flowers, my mum like but if you say you had no specific person in mind then no problem." She shrugs as she sluggishly walk over to the living room. I quickly grab her back. Then I saw the smirk on her face and I knew I have fallen unto her trap but I don't care.
    
"What flowers do Erica like?" I whisper.
     
"She loves dallies and lilly. She does not really like roses." She says and I immediately hand over the roses behind me to her and she smiled.
    
"Good choice." She said as she inhaled the scent of the roses.
    
"Hmm, so fresh."
   
"I told you not to ever get the door, Clarissa. You just never listen to me." Erica complained as soon as she entered the living room.
    
"Sorry, Momma. Let me get the drafts of the play" Clarissa said while inhaling the roses.
       
"Where did you see that?" She asked.
     
"Alvin bought it for you but I told him you don't like roses so he gave it to me. Don't worry he would get you dallies and lilly next time. I told him you like it." Clarissa said bluntly and Erica looked at me. I can see her staring at me in awe and I too took a quick rundown of her appearance. Her hair is in a patterned scarf and oh how I so wish to remove the scarf and admire her pretty hair. Unarguably, she has pretty long and thick eyelashes but my eyes could not skip the fact that she applied mascara to it and she applied lipstick to her rosy pink lips just like yesterday evening. She is wearing a plain black T-shirt that is long enough to be a gown.
       
Gosh! She is admirably so little!
     
"I didn't buy it for her. I just passed by and saw it so I decided to buy it." I defended myself while trying to avoid Erica's flushed gaze.
     
"So you saw it by the roadside or in a flower shop. So you got down from your car, entered the flower shop and bought the roses. You didn't just pass by, Alvin." Clarissa argued and I gave a sigh of defeat.
       
"Fine, I bought it for you but since you don't like it, I gave it to Clarissa." I said and I could feel the heat radiating from her ocean blue eyes making it more deeper. It's that even possible.
      
"Go and get your drafts, Clarissa while I prepare a drink for your project helper." She say as she rushed out if the living room without looking at me.
     
I can feel the corners of my lip curving up in a wide smile. I slowly follow her to the kitchen and watch as she clumsily prepares a juice.
     
"You didn't ask me what I would like to have." I say. She immediately turns back in shock, the glass cup almost slipping from her hands before she regains her composure.
       
"What are you doing here? You're supposed to be in the living room."
     
"Well, I decided to offer an helping hand." I shrugged. 
   
"Thanks but it's not needed. You can wait for me in the living room." She says as she returns to her clumsy work then she looks back again.
       
"What are you still doing here?"
    
"You've not still asked me what I wanted." I reply with a shrug.
      
"What would you like to drink, project helper?" She asked with an exaggerated bow making me to chuckle.
      
"An iced cola, your Highness." I replied in the same manner she did.
    
"I would get right on to it, your Majesty so please have a sit in my humble living room till I come and serve you." She said with a slight smile.
      
Her back view in the kitchen is so nice. She looks homely, cute and warm. My hands pick up my phone from my pocket and take a picture. My hand was itching to save this moment and the only way I can do that is to take a picture.
     
"Beautiful." I check out the picture.
  
She faces me. "You said what?" I immediately freeze. Did I just say that out loud?!
    
"Nothing." I quickly reply as I put my phone back in my suit.
  
"Let me help you with that." I say as I help her to carry the tray holding up one iced cola, a cup of I guess strawberry juice and a warm glass of thick chocolate.
    
"Thanks" She mumbled.
   
Clarissa is already in the living room with her jotter and pen. She picks up the strawberry juice from the tray as soon as I drop it.
     
"How did you know that was yours?" I asked.
     
She shrugs."I guessed." She took a sip and dropped it back on the tray.
     
Erica picks up the warm chocolate and begins sipping.
   
"Let us begin from where we stopped yesterday." She says and I nod.
  
"Have you made the needed adjustments I told you to make."
    
She nods."Look at it." She says. The doorbell rings. Erica goes to get it.
    
George from school comes in and Clarissa ran to him. He immediately grabs her and engulf her in a bear hug.
     
"I've missed you George." She says while rubbing his big hands and he, patting her head.
      
"I've missed you too."
    
"Oh, Alvin is here too. Hi!"
    
"Hello." I replied.
    
He drops Clarissa on the sofa and squats in front of her."So what have you been up to in my absence? "
     
"Nothing much except for preparing for my school project. Let me introduce my project helper to you. He is Alv..." I cut her short.
      
"I'm Clarissa and Erica's friend. Erica asked for my help for Clarissa's project. And Clarissa, we know each other. We are colleagues." I said.
    
There is an awkward silence till Erica breaks it off.
    
"What would you like to have, George?" She asks.
    
"You don't have to bother, we can both share your glass of warm chocolate." He says.
     
What?!!! He is going to use the same cup as Erica? What is he even doing here? Are they very close? Or is she dating him? No..She's not. She just broke up. My inner mind keeps telling me to mind my business but the true fact is that I rarely listen to my inner mind.
   
She shrugs as he picks up the cup.
  
What is he doing???!! I quickly grab the cup downing the contents in three seconds feeling the warm liquid slightly burning my throat.
    
"What did you just do?" She asked in shock.
    
I smiled awkwardly. " I was feeling a bit cold so I needed something hot." I said. I turned to George with a chilling smile. "Since you so much like sharing drinks, you can have my iced cola." I say as I hand George the iced cola on the table.
    
He looks confused but still collects it."Thanks" He says as he takes a sip.
   
I turned my face to the other side to prevent them from noticing my smirk.
    
"Let's start, Clarissa." I say.
    
"Let me make another warm chocolate for you, Erica." George says as he stands up. I immediately stand up too.
     
"Don't worry, George. I drank her chocolate so I should be the one to make another one. I'll be back, Clarissa." I say.
    
"Oh, since I'm not really familiar with the positions of the utensils in the kitchen, you can accompany me Erica. Thanks." I say as I head to the kitchen.
     
"Where is the chocolate powder?" I ask.
   
"Don't worry, let me do it." She says as she tries to take the mug from me.
    
"No don't bother. Let me. Just tell me where I can get the chocolate powder, caramel sugar and milk." I say.
   
"What are you doing?" She asks. I pause while thinking of that question. I sincerely don't know. I don't know what I'm doing or why I'm doing it.
     
"Nothing." I reply. I hand over the warm chocolate to her when I'm done.
     
"Thanks." She mutter as she takes a sip.
   
"It's too hot." She groans as she drops the mug in the counter spilling a bit of the drink.
   
"Oh sorry, I didn't know. I hope your lips are not scalded?" I panicked.
    
"No" she replies.
    
"Let me check it." I say. She pouts her lips for me to check and I subconsciously rub it. It takes a moment for both of us to study our position. We are just a feet apart, she is pouting her lips and I'm rubbing it. She quickly backs away hitting her back on the counter. I breath in and breath out trying to calm myself down from touching her lips again, trying to forget how hot her lips felt and trying to forget her lipstick stain on my palm. After calming down, I try to ease the atmosphere.
     
"You applied lipstick." I say with a chuckle.
     
She looks at up at me. "I didn't." She gritted.
     
I show her my palm."I was just wondering why your lips were pink." I teased.
      
"My lips are naturally pink." She says.
      
"No, they are not." I teased with a smirk.
      
She takes out a tissue from the tissue roll and wipes her lip frantically.
     
"See!" She says.
    
"There is still some left." I teased.
     
She takes a new tissue and wipe it again. She then shows me the white tissue.
     
"See, I've cleaned it all. Now see my lips." She says.
     
"You have a naturally beautiful lips. You don't need lipstick." I say seriously.
   
She opens her mouth in shock and I smirk. She looks down at her toes to avoid me seeing her red face but I still noticed. She picks up the mug from the counter and sip it's content slowly.
    
"Thanks." She mumbled as she left the kitchen.
      

The rest of the evening was spent with I and Clarissa writing drafts and George flirting with Erica. I don't like his personality, he flirts too much! And worst of all, he refused to go home early but trust me, I forced him to go home with all reasonable arguments and he later agreed when I said Erica and Clarissa needs to rest.
    
As I drove to the empty house, thoughts of Erica filled me. Her soft and hot lips against my hand. I looked at my hands and the lipstick stain was still there. I smiled thinking of all the efforts I made today to ensure the lipstick did not wipe off.
   
Erica. Erica. Erica. Erica. The name kept ringing in my brain for an unknown reason or a known reason I'm not ready to accept yet.
   
'We like her', my inner mind keeps telling me but I keep shutting it up because emotional attachment is a stress I don't think I'm ready for yet. I'm a guy with two other alter ego, which girl would want a guy like me? I don't know.
   

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