Chapter 6 - The Painting

But she thought to herself that it's outlandish to meet him in personal, and in the event that she did, she has no certainty that he will like her. Afterward, May and Jillian arrived, they wanted to meet once more that day. They went to the pool zone and talked there. "Peyton, have you wrapped up the book I gave you, huh?" May asked, sipping a cocktail, she was sitting at the beach chair, near poolside. "I'm within the center portion, and you know, I'm exceptionally much in cherish with that character," Peyton said, as she was sitting next to May and Jillian. "I know, there you go again, you've continuously fallen in love in a book character, not in genuine life," May scoffed.

"I do not know, I'm truly enjoying this, no matter what I do, I won't feel anything in others, it's just the character within the book, that's all," said Peyton. "I ponder why you're like that," Jillian chimed in. "Even I, myself am too pondering," Peyton said.

"Well, the book you're perusing, I've finished that already, and there's a likeness to the story of the life of Cormack Alcafone, a very rich playboy," May chuckled. "Really?" Jillian asked,

"Yeah, and the one that describes about the appearance of the male lead, is just like him, but the story is fiction, he fell in love in an author, and with Cormack's type, that won't happen," said May.

"Yeah, it's really impossible to make it happen," Jillian said as she sipped her drink. And then Peyton spoke. "I read in the magazine, he doesn't choose the looks or even the woman's habit, even if it's bad or good, as long as he felt love at first sight," Peyton said.

"Hmp, that's not true, he's just saying that, but the truth is, he won't do that, imagine how many girls he had before, top models, A listed actresses, but he's just playing games," May said.

"Hmm, yeah," Jillian sighed, they saw something on Peyton's gestured.

"Looks like you fall in love with him, huh?" May giggled.

"That won't happen,"

"There's nothing wrong with dreaming," Jillian chuckled.

"I won't take the time to dream about him," said Peyton, but deep inside her, she had a great admiration for Cormack.

"As for you Peyton, are you willing to let him have a stand for one night with you? Will you give him your virginity?" May asked her.

"You really are pure nonsense, I really don't want a one night stand,"

"I know, but what if it's Cormack!" Jillian smirked.

"Even though, he might hurt me, no way,"

Peyton scoffed as she shook her head.

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Cormack was exceptionally active at his office. He contains a phone, cleared out and right. Not a minute as well before long, his brother Drake arrived. It was carrying a painting of a woman. It was usual. He showed it to him. "Bro, see at my new creation!" Drake said, he bragged his modern art to him. Cormack is still busy, he was gazing a few archives that scattered on his table. So he didn't much paying an attention to Drake. "Wait, I'm fair taking care of something," Cormack said as he inspected a paper. He was utilized around Drake's art, he always showing it to him. "Leave it to your secretary bro, you must see at it," said Drake. "Alright!" Cormack said and he gazed on Drake's painting. He looked at it, and he was dazed when he saw it, "What the hell?" he exclaimed. Drake was stunned on his reaction. "What can you say approximately with my new masterpiece?" Drake asked with a huge grin,

Cormack looked at the painting, the upper part of it was naked, and he was amazed at the beauty of the painting. Drake noticed about his reactions, that Cormack seems fascinated by his painting.

"What do you say?"

"That's nice!" Cormack simply replied.

"Hmm, did you like it?"

"Well, you're truly way better than me when it comes in art like that," Cormack chuckled. "You're too great in painting bro, but you're more attached to our commerce, and you do not have time to paint, you once in a while draw," Drake said. "Because I don't have time to do that anymore, but you're good, even if you're busy, you can still paint something like that," Cormack said, and his eyes was still stuck within the painting. "It's my passion, so no matter how active I am, I still have a knack for drawing, it's my dream to be famous painter within the entirety world," Drake said. "I know, you're truly great, who is that lady anyway?" Cormack asked, as he cocked his left eyebrow. Drake was surprised on Cormack's remarks. He had never heard him asking him about that before. "Its unusual and you asked who this lady is, are you interested with my painting?" Drake asked,

"No doubt, I like it, is there any problem? " Cormack grinned. "No, my fair felt unusual, besides, you never ask that before, anyway do you love at first sight with my drawing?" Drake asked him. "In your art, yes, but I was beyond any doubt, not in the woman" Cormack scoffed. Drake just grinned at him. And then suddenly, Cormack blurted something that makes Drake stunned. "Drake, I want to meet that woman," Cormack blurted out.

"What, are you serious?"

"Yeah, I'm serious!"

Drake shook his head in disbelief.

"What if I tell you that, this woman in the painting is my new sweetheart," Drake said. Cormack abruptly felt bizarre. But he ignored his feeling for a while. "At that point it's up to you," Cormack basically said. "I will never introduce her to you, we might indeed be rivals, as I know you very well, when it comes to ladies, no one will turn you down, and you'll fair play with it," Drake said as he scoffed. "Come on bro, it's not what you think," Cormack said as he marginally scoffed.