JUANCHO'S P.O.VFour thirty a.m, I looked at the time on my watch. I opened the door of my condo using my own key. When the door opened, the lights didn't automatically open since someone came here before me.I locked the door and roamed my eyes around. Everything was shining clean and it smelled sweet vanilla in here.A smile formed on my lips. She didn't disappoint me. A job well done.I removed my suit and lifted up the sleeves of my top clothes. I then looked for her.I stopped when I found her peacefully sleeping on the couch while using his hands as a pillow. I didn't make any noise.I bent down in front of her and stared at his innocent features. She looks like an angel to my eyes.I gently stroke her face. She has always been so beautifully innocent in my eyes. I unconsciously kissed her forehead and stared at her again.I could stare at her forever.But, lately, she was being harsh with me. She acts as if she doesn't remember anything about me. Well, she does that often to me
I watched his every movement while he cooked. His movements have precision. It was as if he was a professional chef.Although, I still can’t figure out what he was cooking. He used some fruits and vegetables as ingredients. And, it smells so good that I could hear my stomach gurgling, wanting to take a taste.My eyes shifted to the open cooking pot with boiling water.Juancho took a ladle and took a sip of the soup. He scooped another more and took a step towards me.“Here, take a taste.” He said as he offered the soup.I slowly took a sip. The sweet and sour taste of the soup went through my throat with gentleness. It tasted so good.A smile formed my lips.“How was it?” He asked, smiling from ear to ear.“It tastes perfect.” I said. “How did you do that?”He smiled and stood confidently. “You’re talking to an expert.” He replied.I almost rolled my eyes at how arrogant he sounded.“Good for you then. At least, even if you get shot by a bullet, you wouldn’t die because you can cook.
I am silently walking on the road side while getting lost in thoughts. I just finished my class and it was almost ten at night.When will I ever have a good night's sleep in my life?Since I entered the hellish college life, I never got to experience eight hours of sleep again. The longest sleep I could get was only four hours.I wanted to sleep so bad already, but I just can't. I still need to go directly to work right now. I still had a seven hour shift to fill in for tonight until tomorrow. And I needed to add two hours of overtime for extra money.I need to buy a lot of things for our school projects so I need to work my ass off.My workplace was only ten minutes away from my school. When I entered the back door, I saw my other co-workers getting themselves ready to work tonight."Good evening, Rica. Hurry your ass, our shift will start in ten minutes." One of my co-workers slash schoolmate said.I just forcedly smiled at her and went to my own locker. I grabbed from my backpack m
After I woke up, I went straight to the bathroom to take a bath. After I finished, I went out and saw Alliyah looking at herself in the mirror, specifically the bruise on her lower lip."You look like a mess, girl. Go take a shower. We will be late for school." I said and took my outfit for today. There's no dress code at our school."Did you do this to me?" She asked which made me turn to her. She's pointing at the small band aid on her lower lip.I nodded my head. "I did. You were too tired to notice. You really need to hurry now. You know pretty well we can't afford taxi fare and so all we could do is to walk on our way to school." I said and continued what I was doing.She just shrugged her shoulders and prepared her clothes for school.I put on my clothes, brushed my hair, tied in a bun and put some light makeup on my face since I looked really pale from not having enough sleep.I then put on my grey sneakers and my backpack."I'll be downstairs!" I shouted to inform Alliyah."Ok
“By the way, what happened to you last night? Who was that guy?” I asked, changing our topic.She let out a deep breath before she drank water from her tumbler.“I met him at the club, obviously. He was nice at first. He actually saved me from a group of men who tried doing something not so good with me. He literally got into a fight because of me.” She answered.“Then, why did you run away and why did he look desperate to see you last night? He went crazy destroying the things from the restaurant.”“Well, like I said, he was nice at first. Not until he tried kissing me and when I fought back, he tried forcing me, so I kicked his balls and ran.”My face wrinkled. “That was a bad move of you.” I laughed. “Was he the one who gave you that bruise on your lip?”She shook her head. “Nope. This was from the guy who he had a fight with.”"Why would you kick him though?! He helped you like a real hero." I said while still laughing."He was aggressive. Another reason is, he is a freaking mafi
“Anyways, let’s talk about something else to pass the time. We still have twenty minutes of free time.” She changed our topic.“What do you want to talk about?” I asked, feeling bored.We usually talk nonsense in our free time.She held her chin as if she’s thinking. “Hmm… How about your sex life?” She then followed with a dirty smirk.I rolled my eyes at her. Here she goes again, with that dirty mind of hers.“I don’t have a sex life. Like what you always said, I am a boring b*tch and that means no one’s gonna be interested in me. And guess what? You’re right. And it is better that way. My life is so peaceful I could hear my own breath. You’re the one whose eighty percent showing off the skin on your body. We should be talking about your sex life instead. How about that?” I replied.“Well, just because I am showing off too much skin from my body doesn’t mean I am also a f*ck girl. I also have a taste, you know. Even though someone like me is considered as slut or gross, I also prefer
I am already here, anyway. I might as well do something that could compensate for me skipping work and paying for the taxi fare.After a few seconds of silently walking, I made it to the back. I saw a back door opened and it was slightly open. I could see the light coming from the inside.So, I guess, there’s still someone inside.The back place was so silent. I could barely hear the horn coming from the cars passing by on the front of the cafe.I could hear faint voices of people talking.I made my way near the exit door. I peaked and eavesdropped on the corner so I could hear them."We don't offer low quality guns, that is why we sell them at a bigger price as compensation for my people's hard work, and for me as well." Said by a manly and deep voice. For some reason, it sounded familiar to my ears."I didn't get a discount?" Another man said. It sounded like an old man.Guns? The heck? What are they talking about? Do they mean water guns or toy guns?Please, God, tell me I am not s
I woke up at exactly seven in the morning. The sun was completely out and Alliyah was still fast asleep.I realized that it's already the weekend when I looked at the date on my phone. That means we have no classes and I am going to spend the whole day working.I got out of bed and checked if there's any message for me. I saw nothing. I am still wearing the same clothes I wore last night.Then suddenly, the scenes from last night came crashing inside my head. I immediately shook my head.I can't let what happened last night ruin my day today. It's already ruined just by the fact that I need to get out of bed and go to work.I went to the bathroom and took off my clothes then went straight under the cold shower.After I finished, I grabbed the load of my laundry 'cause I haven't washed them since last week. There's still some coins left in my wallet from last night.I need to go to work by nine a.m so I better hurry up.After grabbing all of them, I went outside. There's a mini laundry
I watched his every movement while he cooked. His movements have precision. It was as if he was a professional chef.Although, I still can’t figure out what he was cooking. He used some fruits and vegetables as ingredients. And, it smells so good that I could hear my stomach gurgling, wanting to take a taste.My eyes shifted to the open cooking pot with boiling water.Juancho took a ladle and took a sip of the soup. He scooped another more and took a step towards me.“Here, take a taste.” He said as he offered the soup.I slowly took a sip. The sweet and sour taste of the soup went through my throat with gentleness. It tasted so good.A smile formed my lips.“How was it?” He asked, smiling from ear to ear.“It tastes perfect.” I said. “How did you do that?”He smiled and stood confidently. “You’re talking to an expert.” He replied.I almost rolled my eyes at how arrogant he sounded.“Good for you then. At least, even if you get shot by a bullet, you wouldn’t die because you can cook.
JUANCHO'S P.O.VFour thirty a.m, I looked at the time on my watch. I opened the door of my condo using my own key. When the door opened, the lights didn't automatically open since someone came here before me.I locked the door and roamed my eyes around. Everything was shining clean and it smelled sweet vanilla in here.A smile formed on my lips. She didn't disappoint me. A job well done.I removed my suit and lifted up the sleeves of my top clothes. I then looked for her.I stopped when I found her peacefully sleeping on the couch while using his hands as a pillow. I didn't make any noise.I bent down in front of her and stared at his innocent features. She looks like an angel to my eyes.I gently stroke her face. She has always been so beautifully innocent in my eyes. I unconsciously kissed her forehead and stared at her again.I could stare at her forever.But, lately, she was being harsh with me. She acts as if she doesn't remember anything about me. Well, she does that often to me
My last class finished at nine p.m. Just after I got out of the school campus, my phone beeped.A message from Mr. Anonymous came. It states about the address of his condo and the whereabouts of his key and the passcode.He also said that he will be home during the dawn.I wonder what he is still doing at this hour. Maybe he is doing his monkey business again.As long as he won’t be there while I clean, I’m safe. And anyways, why would he want me to clean his condo at this hour?I received no answer so I just hailed a taxi and told the driver the address.“Do you live in that building, ma’am?” The old man who’s driving asked.“No, someone I know lives there.” I replied and smiled.He nodded his head. “Ahh! I was just wondering. I thought you were the one who lived there.”“Uhm… Why did you ask though?”“Well, people who live in that place mostly prefer to use their own luxury cars rather than riding a cheap taxi. I misunderstood you.” He then followed with a short laugh.“Ahh! Well, I
And besides, how did he know I had three hundred dollars in my wallet? Aside from being creepily weird, he also doesn't know the word 'privacy'.“You really want to make it longer for the both of us, huh.” I said, almost rolling my eyes.He smirked for the nth time and then leaned back on the chair and crossed his arms on his chest. “I like it this way.” He replied arrogantly.“Well, I don't. I have other things to entertain than wasting my time on you.”“Hmm… I wanna offer another deal. Are you into it? That way, you won't be wasting your time on me ever again and you'll get a huge benefit.”"If I am going to be honest with you, I don't wanna get involved with your business. I don't want to do anything that relates to you.” I replied with an emotionless face.“Just give it a try. I promise you, this will be good and worth it. Just hear me first before you make your decisions, okay?” I didn't respond to him and waited for him to continue talking. “Work for me.” He added.I stopped mys
My day continued normally. I went to school, listened to my professors' endless discussion, had my lunch with Alliyah, and when my last class in the afternoon came, I started getting anxious.Alliyah and I parted ways.I went to the ladies' comfort room and fixed my messy hair and the ruined collar of my uniform. On Mondays, we are obliged to wear our uniforms.I tied my hair in a bun and looked at myself in the mirror. I looked pale. But, I always looked like this and it's no big deal.I held tight on my backpack's slings and let out a deep breath.“This is it!” I said to myself before leaving the comfort room.The meeting place was only a five minutes walk from here.I continued walking and walking until I finally reached the entrance door of the small library, my heart's beat went faster again.This is not really normal. That man is going to give me heart problems.I let out a deep breath before I pushed open the door. The bell rang which caught the attention of the old man who own
Alliyah and I both woke up at the same time. And I insisted on making her use the bathroom first as I have to check all my stuff on the bag first.I grabbed my bag and sat on the mini couch and opened it. I checked everything.But, something was missing…. My wallet. I had my money I am going to use to pay my college tuition inside it.Oh no! It can't be missing!I continued searching and searching. I already turned my bag upside down, but I still couldn't find it.I was already panicking. I checked everything. I still had it before that man took me.I snapped and froze when a thought suddenly came inside my head. But I immediately shook my head.He can't possibly be the one who took it. There's only three hundred dollars inside it. Three hundred dollars is nothing compared to his money.But, what if his maids took it? Specifically the one who helped me out last night. She knew where my bag was."Oh my god!" I whispered.But, she can't be the one who also took it. That man is probably
I was the happiest person alive when I finally entered inside our apartment. It was all dark inside. Probably because Alliyah is still at work.I throw my bag on our mini couch and went on top of my bed. Gosh! I miss this cheap and small bed.I closed my eyes and waited for me to fall asleep. I could hear the sound from the people and cars outside. I prefer this kind of place than the deafening silence of his penthouse.After a few minutes of just laying on my bed staring at the ceiling, the door suddenly opened. I turned to that direction.The light went on and I saw the tired face of Alliyah. Her makeup are ruined. She looks like she got into a fight or something considering also her messy hair.She closed the door and took off her coat. She's only wearing a sport's bra and cycling shorts. If I just didn't know her, I would thought she came out from the gym. They probably did a little role play tonight.She looks drained and tired that she didn't notice me and just went straight to
He was unstoppable. He continued pleasuring me from down there until my face down to my chest are now covered with too much sweat and the sheet of the bed are all wet with too much juices that came out of me.I became weak and almost out of breath. My whole body is already shaking.When he got tired from doing that, he stood up and licked his lips where there was a stain of my juice.He then proceeds on taking off his boxer shorts and his big and chubby friend bulged out. It was so hard and pointing at my direction that the veins can already be seen.I swallowed my own saliva. My eyes went wide open.How could someone have such big thing hiding under their shorts? How is that supposed to fit inside me. But, I bet it will taste so good. That's what I always heard from Alliyah.Bigger dick means bigger pleasure.His big friend looks like what Alliyah said the eleven inch long hotdog.I bit my lower lip when I was already fantasizing over his big friend. He got back to the bed and went
“Please, enjoy your dinner.” The maid said and then went on the corner and watched us.There were also other maids beside her watching us.The man next to me motioned so I turned to him.He suddenly smiled at me. Too much joy is visible in his beautiful eyes.“Let’s eat, hon.” He uttered.I felt awkward. He is really getting used at calling me ‘hon’. I looked at the food in front of us.“There’s a lot of them.” I said, almost a whisper.A sly smile formed his lips. “I couldn’t think of something you wanted to eat so I just picked all your favorite.” He replied.My favorite? I don’t even know what food are they or what are their names. I see too much green leaves. Do I look like a vegetarian? No matter how I become sick of chicken, I will still eat it.I didn’t said a comment on his words. He picked a food and put it on his plate. I also did the same.When I first put a small amount of food on my mouth, I looked at the maids silently waching us.“Uhm…” I turned to him and he waited for