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. So––" 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

– 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