one night stand with my professor

"Grandma. What does Mama look like?" I asked as we watered our vegetable crops.

Grandma looked at me and smiled. "She looks like Roseta. In case your hair you got from your Dad is very black in color."

"Really ?! I look like Mama! Do you have a picture of Mama?"

Grandma nodded. "No Grandson. But your Mama is a kind and very beautiful woman so she caught your Dad's taste."

I smiled at what Grandma said. I love Grandma and Dad so much. They are the only ones I have. I only see my Dad once but when I'm with him we take advantage of every hour. Dad always told me how much he loved Mom and me.

Even if I don't see Mama, I feel that she

"What is this for? Celebrating your promotion? Are you already the CEO of your rice field?" Cace asked me with a smile. Miraculously good mood I guess it's now. Lately it has always been angry. Probably already answered by the suitor.

"No pare ..." I answered before sipping the wine from my glass. "Mommy's wedding tomorrow."

It was only last month when Mommy told me about her plan with Tito Arnold. And the scheduled wedding day is open. Mommy is now at Hacienda Lazaro. My trip there is tomorrow morning.

I heard Cace's sudden cough. Reason for me to turn to him.

"Will Tita Eliza get married? Which man will she marry? Can she be trusted?"

"He's Arnold Lazaro." My answer stopped Cace. What? Did he know Tito Arnold?

"Arnold Lazaro? One of the most richest men in Asia?" Meet Cace's eyebrow question at me.

I didn't answer because I didn't know who Tito Arnold really was. We only met once. That was the night when he and my mom decided to live together in San Mateo. We haven't even talked for an hour. Tito Arnold is in a hurry, especially since his only child is leaving. He said he wanted to talk to unica hija before he even left. He said he was sad that the child would leave with resentment. Well I guess, his daughter doesn't want our parents to get married. I understand it in that matter. She's only twenty and two years ago when Tito Arnold's wife died. Maybe she's still not ready to accept someone as her second mother.

"Is he that rich?" I don't seem to want to ask. Actually I don't care if Tito Arnold is on the lists of the rich in the world. All I want is for Mommy to be happy and well. Her happiness is also my happiness.

"Uh, yeah? We're actually partners. One of Dad's businesses is Mr. Lazaro's partner. He also has vast land not only in San Mateo, but also in Australia. He also has shipping lines and has some jewelry company that left his late wife. His net—. "

"Okay, okay, I got it." I'm going to stop Cace. It seems that it has no intention of stopping the mention of Tito Arnold's assets one by one.

"Have you met his daughter?" Cace asked a few minutes later.

My forehead furrowed. "Not yet. Why?"

Cace laughed out loud which deepened even more by the wrinkle on my forehead. What is his problem? Maybe he doesn't use drugs to make you that hyper. Or maybe Dalha has already answered him?

"You know what pare, maybe you should already create social media accounts. She's kinda popular. A lot of guy follows her on Instagram. She's also full of Facebook and Twitter. Perks of being the only daughter of Arnold Lazaro. Everyone wants to get close to Mayumi. "

"And you're one of them? How can Dalha feel—."

"She's not my type." Cace said quickly as I sighed. "Arnold's son is cursed. He gets everything. Even those famous local actors and interna—."

"I don't care, she's still a kid for me. By the way, when did you have time for gossiping online?" I wonder the question because as I get older, he has no interest in social media. Her cellphone is boring. And at least I have online games.

"A kid? Dude, she's already twenty. Two years older than my Dalha. And I'm telling you, she's so damned hot. If I just didn't love Dalha, I might be one of that Princess's followers. And oh , because Dal criticized my cellphone. I was forced to install various things. "

I no longer answered. I don't know what Cace wants to point out. I just drowned myself in drinking the wine in front of us.

"Shut the fucked up, Dustin! You cheated on me, we broke up, now get the fucked out of my life!" I shouted and Dustin suddenly just entered the house. I thought I would give him another chance!

"Ayumi, we can still work this out. I have so many plans for—."

"Well, I don't care. Even though you have a lot of plans for the future of the two of us, I don't! You're disgusting! Take your Cindy with you!"

Dustin begged a few more times. But I'm a fool if I go back to him. It was just the same and the rest of me became boyfriends. They cheated on me, hurt me and do things that were really bad. Then they will know I am Arnold Lazaro's child and like dogs will come back to me as if I would love dog food.

I am not bragging that I am a Lazarus. If I could just use Mommy's last name when she was a girl, I would have done it. But Dad won't let me do it. Dad loved me so much that when someone hurt me and found out I was a Lazarus, they would never do it again. How ironic, because that's what my ex -boyfriends did. And they also want more.

"Ayumi ..."

"Mr. Lim, kick him out of my house." I strongly command one of my two butlers.

"But Ma'am Mayumi, he's the son of Mr. and Mrs. Smith. We can't—."

"I don't care if he's the son of one of Daddy's important clients! Do what I've told you to do! If you don't get that man out of here, you'll be hurt too!" I was annoyed when I said that Mr. Lim. It can do nothing but follow me. Why are they being paid so much? If they just disobey me, they'd better go back to where they belong.

Minutes later, my friend Ava arrived. It brought milk tea and a box of cupcakes. She's also a Filipina. They are based here in Australia because his Mommy and Daddy have set up several businesses here.

"I saw Dustin outside." Ava commented as we shared the food she was carrying.

Annoyed I turned to him. "Stop mentioning his name. My day is getting worse."

I recently received a call from the Philippines. I had no intention of answering that. That's why Mr. insists. Hans — he's also one of my bodyguards.

Daddy called. Asking if I can video call him on his wedding day. I was forced to answer yes even though I really had no intention. I still feel bad. Especially when I hear that Elizabeth’s voice. Her voice was so sweet as if she was laughing. But I still don't like her. Not everyone with a gentle voice is kind.

"Your Daddy is getting married, don't you have any plans to go home to the Philippines?" Ava immediately asked.

I sniffed slightly before sipping my milk tea. "He's the one who wants me to leave. I'll never go home to him, unless he apologizes to me."

Yup, I'm a brat. The Lazaro's Bratty Princess is what my enemies called me in high school. I admit I am cursed, artistic and straightforward. It was also easy for my head to heat up and get angry. But I was always right. I only resist when I know I have done nothing wrong! I fight people, but I’m not the first. I am not a liar either. So when I say I don’t like you, that’s true. And also when I say that you're ugly, you're ugly.

"She's still your dad Mayumi."

"Whatever." I just said that. I can't help but think. All I want is for him to say he's sorry. But even if he doesn't say that anymore, it's okay with me. All I really want is for him to coax me. Like what he always do when Mom was still here.

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Sighing, I lay on the wide, soft bed of one of the guest rooms of the Lazarus mansion. I closed my eyes tightly and let my strength return. I was tired of this whole event. Mommy and Tito Arnold would hardly let me go. They introduced me to the biggest businessmen in the country. I can keep up, but I'm too exhausted to entertain every person they want me to meet.

A soft knock woke me up. I took a deep breath before getting up. I no longer gave permission to the person outside. It spontaneously entered with a smile on its lips.

"Tito Arnold?"

"How are you Hiro?" He smiled at the question before approaching me.

"Great ..." was my short answer. "Again, congratulations Tito for—."

"I know, I know."

I sneeze slowly. Reason for Tito Arnold to tap my shoulder. "Do you have any problems, Tito?"

"Well, your Mommy told me about your good management of The Eliza Company. I'm thinking of giving you my position in—."

"I'm sorry, but I think your daughter is—."

"She's still studying. She still doesn't know much about running a business. You're the only one I think can help me."

"But Titus—."

"I know you're a busy person. But I am still waiting for Mayumi to finish her studies. After that she will still be in charge of everything. Right now, I need a temporary filler in the position I will leave. Because your Mom and I are planning to have our honeymoon in Paradise. "

Paradise? Is it the private island he bought as a gift for my Mom? I heard that earlier while we were at the table eating.

I sighed again. "Alright, just give me a month Tito. I'll just finish this school year."

"Alright, thank you, son." Smiling she said before tapping me again.

"But, ah ... won't Mayumi be angry when she finds out—."

"Mayumi is a kind child. Spoiled, straightforward and always justified. But she is a tender child." This answer is ridiculous. "I can't wait to introduce you to him."

"What?"

"Anyway, Hiro. I remembered that he had a teacher Santibañez last year. At the school you teach he went to school then. It looks like it's you, Hiro."

When Tito Arnold said that, the faces of my female students last year seemed to flash through my mind. In fact, I only teach college students. But suddenly I was given a subject for Senior High. So, I'm thinking that his daughter Mayumi was my bratty student in highschool.