Mated To The Barclay Brothers

**Gael's POV**

I stared at my computer screen for almost an hour, just looking at the photos of one person.

I drooled and swallowed every single time my eyes fell on his torso, his pack, his v shaped waistline and lastly, his mesmerizing eyes.

I could stare at him forever, if only I'm given the chance to. I don't know how I gradually became obsessed with this guy, but unfortunately, I am and the worst of it all, is the fact that he is way out of my league. He is someone I shouldn't even dream about. Someone I should do everything possible to forget. But If only I can do that.

The alarm ticked and that immediately snapped me out of my daydream.

I quickly tore my gaze away from my computer and stared at my alarm clock which is on the same table, and it says 6:am

“No shit!” I quickly stood up from my chair and dashed to the bathroom.

I can't believe I used my little sleep in staring at his photos again. I need help because I think I'm losing it quick.

After I showered, I came out of the bathroom, only to meet a yawning Greg, who is also my roommate.

“Morning, Gael,” he muttered with a yawn.

“Morning, Greg,” I replied with a smile.

“No way!”

I froze and quickly turned my gaze towards Greg while dabbing my hair dry.

“What?” I asked.

Greg didn't say anything, but rather starred in a particular direction. I was forced to look in the direction his gaze traveled to, only to find them on my computer.

I shut my eyes and cursed under my breath, not again.

“I…isn't that Turstin, I mean the world-famous celebrity?”

I put my head down and heaved a long, deep sigh.

“Yea,” I mumbled and quickly walked over to my laptop to shut it down.

“No, don't, I want to see how good he looks now.” I rolled my eyes and slowly took my hands off the shutdown button.

“Nice! The guy gets better as the year goes by. But wait a minute, why do you have him on your computer?”

I stared at Greg, short of words to speak at that moment because I never expected him to see those photos of him.

“Don't tell me he's still your celebrity crush, Gael?”

“N…not really, I kinda stumbled upon his photos last night.”

Greg gave me a weird look, which I could best describe as him not trusting my words.

“Well, it still wouldn't be a surprise to me if you still like him. I mean, the guy only gets better. I think I need to do some research on him. Gael, you have always wanted to be recognized, do you know you will be instantly promoted if you can get exclusive news from him?”

“Come on, Greg, don't even go there. Turstin isn't someone our little company can write about.”

“Never say never. I don't care, I'm doing my research on him. Who knows, somebody you might get an opportunity to interview with him.”

I shook my head at Greg. This is the reason I never wanted him to see the screen in the first place. I knew he was going to go berserk about Turstin and just as I thought, it already happened.