Yes, Master (English Version)
e saw that Jasson was there, half-naked. He was wearing sweatpants, and his muscular bo
r her master's perfect torso and was
ing. You'r
way and faced what she was cooking. "You're up. I
jog around the village." Jasson leaned
ath when she smelled the mint coming from his mouth as he speaks. She used to see him half-naked an
y first met on the island, six years ago. But days after that, they became even closer to each other,
t to lean on the countertop near the induction cooker
should eat a heavy breakfast before going to work. I'll ba
, then a smile flashed on his l
ight now. If you want, I'll send a driver to bring the cookies to
aster?" Samara asked with
after a while, "Okay. I'll take a shower first,"
truggled to breathe because of his presence. She could feel the heat on her cheek as she remembered his
ion of perfection for her, how can she de
d her cheek and shook her head. Shame on ones
dining room. He's wearing his expensive black office suit and slacks, and a pair of shin
e silence after a few mouthfuls of their breakfast. "Don't tel
on. Her forehead creased, and her eyes na
ghts and continued eating. I'm still in eighth grade a
e was holding, leaned back on the backrest, and folded hi
out it now, so you'll be r
might take me to India. I think Papa wants me to go there from senior high until college. Soââ" She raised her head and f
d, his hands clenched as he laid it on the table.
Isla Lutherio. Mara, Samara's mother, was born and raised on the island. She met Dawood,
re would you like to live
voice, but it reached Jasson's ear. The latter nodded and finished his breakfast.
s room that was left open, and chasing her breath, she
reased when he turn
the blue necktie. "It's better for you if
s collar and fix it. He was almost out of breath as their faces were so
done. "There!" she
Just call me if you need something, okay
**
e spent her time going around with her young master or visiting his other siblings. Jasson really made
k him to bring her somewhere. But it was already past four in the afternoon, and no Samara appeared in his
her room uninvited. He found Samara lying on the bed with her
den appearance. "Master!" She imme
t? You're going home on Tuesday. Don't yo
r with her glassy eyes. "Will you vis
d missing me already?" he teases her as he c
to miss. I will miss Ate Stacy too. And I haven't even seen Norshine and Ate Shine. Wh
ng back from Greece the first week of next month," he
family of one of his master's siblings before returning home. She laid her back on the bed
s to free my Sunday, and we wi
r body; her elbows were on the bed, and her chin was up with he
few inches away from the side of Samara's head. He crosses his arms, puts them under his head, and makes
b-bake? What do
ou
he shunned her face away when she feels the heat on h
t?" he was amused at
â what
ute in his eyes. He turned and lay on his stomach. He folded his left arm across his chest, his right
s of events in their lives for so many years that he had finally achieved serenity. He was
k twitched every time he moved. And the abnormal beating of the small part of her life inside her right chest started. She's having a hard time breathing. This is not the
for us, and we will bring it on
he rooftop, you will see the lush scenery coming from the province of Rizal. You can see the silhouettes of the hills during
m- okay," she slowly agree
stopped and turned to Samara. "Hurry up, lazy head. I'm going to prepare the ro
n't recognize it yet. She's the only daughter of her parents; she doesn't have siblings, and she can't remember the difference between the fee
That's why she notices every single detail of him. That Daniel Matsunaga is no longer her definition of 'sexy and perfect
when you don't see so
a celebrity is just average, but admiring her master is too high to dre
t. She doesn't want to feel uncomfortable with her master. She doesn't want to lose
lf in the kitchen, making salads, tacos, and his master's favorite cookies. He brewed fresh fruit juice for
from behind the glass door. He took Samara's tray and broug
could accommodate more than two persons. Four white and blue stripes long cushions are properly
oin us here," Jasson invited
oss. But I am frail in the cold. Just enjoy y
ara said. She helped Master
erything. From a white sando, her master changed into a white shirt; still, it couldn't hide his perfect muscles that twitched whenever he reached t
d flat abdomen. And because they had eaten all she ha
, and Samara was about to stand up to bring it a
t." He pulled her down onto the picnic mattress. He even f
rned her gaze in front of them and watched the sunset come. From orange skies, it became dark as the su
their breath because the night was so quiet. She cocked her head to the right, hoping to catch a glimpse of