Regor POV
I am livid. I could wring Katarina's neck.
“Who told you that you could poke your nose on my personal affairs?” I shouted at her when she came into my office.
I could give her credit. She did not even recoil from my outburst as some of my staff with lesser mettle would do.
She was Mrs. Calm and Collected personified.
“Mr. President, Sir, it was the party who hired me. Technically, I work for them. They gave me specific instructions that I need to carry out.”
Her voice was calm. Soothing, even. But I am too angry to care. If those old fools could think that they could run my show, they are in for a surprise.
“And Eliana was not on the list, I gather?” I asked, referring to the list of candidates that our political party shortlisted for my future wife. I have seen it earlier and balked at some of the names included in the selection.
She bit her lip and bowed her head.
Her silen
Regor’s POVAll things cleared between us, Ms. Dimalanta, and I established a routine that became our new working norm. I found out we could argue heatedly, but after that, we could create a seamless plan.I also stopped needling her at the slightest provocation. That made our lives calmer now.She started arranging dates for me from some members of the county’s creme de la creme.And I obediently followed her orders.“How did it go?” Ms. Dimalanta asked me the minute I opened my office door to let myself in.“I do not think this third girl will work out,” I told her unceremoniously.“Why
Katarina’s POVI could not sleep.I replayed all the events that happened tonight and groaned.Why did I let myself go too far? I wanted to bang my head on my wall.I cannot help but chide myself. I could have stopped earlier, but I did not. At the back of my head, I know that I wanted it to happen. I wanted to taste his lips. I wanted to feel his body close to mine. I wanted to be eaten whole by the fire that slowly builds up inside me.All night, while we lay sprawled on the carpeted floor, I was too aware of the President’s warm male body beside me. I saw how his eyes traveled my length - how hungry and needy he looked.And my woman’s instinct reciprocated. The awareness of the President’s manly presence snowballed into a fiery hot intensity that teased me into a mass of nerves. Surprisingly, he awakened a yearning in my body that I have long forgotten.His surreptitious looks, even when I am not looking, made me realize
Katarina's POVI am marching my way to the Presidential suites.My steps got angrier with each stride.Very early this morning, PSG tipped me that Ms. Eliana Gomez, upon the command of the President, was given the go-clear to enter the Palace grounds and his quarters.What was he thinking? Was he out to make me lose my job because I did not give in to him last night?I am trying to shake off the ugly picture that I am painting of the President right now.My sensible self could not agree.He may be a playboy, a casanova, but he is an honorable man.He always plays fair.I knocked on the President’s door. My movements were harsh.When it opened, I looked at the President’s bloodshot eyes and seethed inside. They must have had a party here last night.From what I can see through the crack on the door, the President's discarded clothes were all over the place.My heart twitched, but I brushed it aside. I have no rig
Regor’s POV“How do you say sorry to someone?” I asked Gino, who sat on my executive chair. As usual, he did not leave right away after I adjourned the meeting with the Department Secretaries that morning. He followed me to my office for chitchat. "Did pigs fly?” He said flippantly.“Idiot!” I brushed his joke aside and worriedly cupped my chin.These days, I have been restless. I could not sleep. I could not concentrate on my work. Thoughts of Katarina would often distract me. I can not seem to shake out the pained expression on her face when she hurriedly left my suite after our confrontation about Eliana.It bothered me that we were not on good terms.“You are serious?” Gino frowned. He could not hide his surprise.If someone knew me for as long as Gino knew me, he could say this is very uncharacteristic of me.I have always been proud, stubborn, and unrelenting.
Katarina’s POVI was late in reporting for work.Although the President gave me the day off, I felt it was unnecessary. I do not want people to think the President was giving me preferential treatment given that we work closely together.It was already bad enough when the military rites incident blew over the news.Until now, I still heard people talking about it behind my back.I do not want to add to the Palace grapevine. I knew that there were people jealous of my position - very common in all offices, I know. But I would not let it bother me. I am here to work. "Good morning, Mrs. Dimalanta." The guard at the entrance to the executive offices greeted me.Everybody turned in my direction. One of my assistants went to me immediately."Ma'am we thought you had the day-off.? What brings you to the office today?" My assistant's high-pitched voice grated on my nerves. My head instantly ached."Good morning, Lizette." I greeted her st
Katarina’s POV“Who sent those?” The President eyed the roses with disdain. I felt guilty instantaneously at the expression on his face. I had butterflies in my stomach.I tried to quell it when a nagging voice in my head assured me I did nothing wrong.“F-former Cong. Buenavidez, Sir. He heard about the incident yesterday.” I told him nervously. I could feel my palms sweating.“And the call? Was it him?” He probed again. I saw his body go taut, his ripped muscles flexing. I clamped my lips. I do not know why I suddenly felt frightened. There was something dangerous about his mood right now. I fear that if I answered yes, he would explode.Against my better judgment, I nodded my head yes, bracing myself for the outcome. It did not come. I breathed a sigh of relief.“Representative Marlon Buenavidez, is he courting you?” His voice is precariously low, giving me the impression that he was already
Katarina’s POVThe President is attending the inauguration of the newly constructed international airport at a province in the South.From the glazed glass walls of our holding area, I could see reporters and media celebrities from the local and international networks covering the event.Everyone is busy. Even Regor was going over the data I provided him for his speech while we waited for the MC to call him up on stage.After a few minutes of reading, he nudged me. When I turned to him, he motioned for me to come closer, so I bent my head and turned my ear slightly towards him.He leaned in and whispered - his breath tickled my skin."I hope this day will be over soon." He sounded so much like my son Dion when he was bored. His action earned an indulgent smile from me. I playfully patted his head while in my mind, I was going over his schedule for today, checking if there had been something I missed."You do not have any appointments after th
Regor’s POVMy surprise date for Katarina has resulted in a frenzy at the hotel. When we came in the day after, everyone was in panic mode.Since they could not contact me as well as Katarina, they assumed the worst. The presidential guards immediately reported the incident to my father, Senator Rodriguez, Gino, and other party officials. They made a mad dash to the hotel to mitigate the situation and apply damage control.My phone had been ringing non-stop when I turned it on this morning. But I chose to ignore the calls. I only sent a short text message to Gino to inform him that Katarina and I are already on our way back to the hotel.When I arrived, high-ranking officials from the party asked for an emergency meeting. They wanted to include Katarina, too, but I put my foot down.“Katarina has nothing to do with it. The incident yesterday was all on me.” I informed everyone at the meeting. I looked at Senator Rodriguez’s eyes, chal
Regor’s POVIt was a bright Sunday morning. I was impatient as I stood at the foot of the altar, right smack in the middle. Dion was standing beside me. We were watching as the rest of the entourage started parading on the center aisle.I could not wait to be married again. Yes, today, I am renewing my vows to my Katarina in a church, in front of a thousand guests. This is our third renewal, but who’s counting? I wanted her to know with the whole world as our witnesses how much I treasured her.She may have come later in my life, but she was the one who changed the game for me.Then it was Daphne’s turn to walk. She was her mother’s bridesmaid. She was all smiles when she reached me. She gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and a warm hug.I returned her embrace and swayed her from side to side. When I released her she gave me a warm smile that reminded me so much of her mother.Then Lena, the cutest little girl, started skipping the aisle, throwing assort
Katarina’s POVEveryone in the conference room was jubilant with the quick turn of events. One moment Regor was poised to turn over his post to VP Todd, the next, he made a complete turnaround and decided to remain as the President and finish his term.I saw the men clapping and nudged themselves silly. It brought a smile to my face.The crisis is over, at least on the political level, swaying the public opinion is another battle we need to hurdle. Before we bid them our leave, they had been discussing plans and strategies on how they would circumvent the situation with the media. They were in a video conference with the Palace media network head together with other station managers for a compromise.Seeing that the affair left me and the children exhausted, Regor asked his new assistant whose name he said was Mr. Simmons, and my former assistant Lizette to accompany us to his suites so we could rest.Kathryn needs to be fed, too. She had been fu
Katarina’s POVThere was an ongoing closed-door meeting attended by Regor and the political party officials when I barged in on the conference room, my kids in tow.I looked around and barely registered the surprised expression on everyone’s face when they saw me, especially Regor.“You can not do this!” I addressed Regor in a hushed tone when I reached him. Although very much aware of the gaping mouths and eyes that followed me, I ignored them. I do not let my eyes look at anyone except Regor. My eyes fixed on his wide-eyed stare.“Katarina, What brought you here? You are supposed to be home, resting.” Regor exclaimed his bewilderment at my sudden appearance in the Palace. He knew how I recoiled at the idea of coming back to the City.He took Kathryn in my arms while he offered his seat for me, which I chose to ignore.There was a collective gasp and murmurs around the round. It is baby Kathryn’s first pu
Regor's POVI never thought that being a father would alter my priorities. I am a workaholic. Everyone who knew me before would not believe it when they see me now. They knew that once I started working, it would be hard to tear me off my desk. Now, I grope for any excuse I could find that will afford me a long time with my family.Yes, my family. I already had my lawyers draft the adoption papers of Daphne and Dion. It had been sitting on my office desk for months now. Katarina had been adamant in her refusal to accept my proposal.“I do not want to add more to the popular assumption that I married you for your money.” She argued when I tried to convince her.I felt that was just her excuse. I am certain it is because of Lester, her second husband. I think Katarina still loves her second husband even in his death.I remembered all those times when we talked about Lester."He picked up the broken pieces of my life and made someth
Regor POVWhen our chopper landed on the island, I swiftly got out along with Dr. Vanderhurst. I cannot waste time. I need to see for myself if Katarina is okay.When I started walking, the media ran to meet me for an ambush interview. My guards blocked their way while I pushed those that managed to come near me. One reporter thrust his microphone to my face, missing it by a few inches. Good thing I dodged it in time, or I will be sporting a bruise later.I was half-running, shoving everyone who blocked my path. I even managed to grab one camera that stood in my way, but the photographer held on to it. He accidentally got dragged along when I tried to smash the equipment to the ground in my anger.I had everyone stupefied. This had been the first time that I lost control in public. I nearly forgot who I am in my frenzy.“If anything happens to my wife, I will sue every one of you.” I snapped angrily, threatening everyone within earshot as I
Katarina's POVI was already settled on the makeshift birthing bed when Dr. Vanderhurst arrived. Regor timed my contractions. It is now down to five minutes apart.I gripped his hand when another contraction hit me.“Ahhhh!” I shouted in pain. “You're ready to go.” Dr. Vanderhurst told me after she timed my contractions to one minute apart. She explained to Regor that my cervix is a hundred percent effaced and dilated at ten centimeters, which means that anytime now, the baby will be out.I breathed in and out in my mouth, recalling all the breathing practices we went through. Regor contracted a pregnancy class instructor to come in once a week. She also provided me with a video tutorial on how to time my breathing with my contractions.I started pushing when Dr. Vanderhurst gave me the go-signal. Then I tucked my chin to my chest as another pain seized me. All the while, Regor was with me. He did not let go of my hands. He kept
Katarina's POVThat same day, Regor married me in haste. We became husband and wife through a civil ceremony officiated by the mayor of the island community where we are currently staying. Our small attendees included my children, Gino and Marlon, who stood in as our witnesses. I have some reservations, though, but Regor would not have any of them. He told me that he does not want our baby to be born out of wedlock.“Besides, it would be the most fitting ending to our beginning.” He said which made my heart flutter crazily.I know that while he did not tell me yet that he loves me, but his willingness to stand by me and our baby is enough. I, too, am not being vocal about my feelings. I do not know. Although I find it easy to give him full access to my body, it was so hard for me to verbalize my feelings.“I would have wanted a grander wedding, but given the circumstances, we can not do it,” Regor told me apologetically after we sign
Regor's POVIt was hard to break off the engagement with Emily Jones. At first, the family wanted to sue me for publicly shaming her, but they at the last minute decided against it.Nevertheless, my lawyers got their hands full, preparing for any untoward incident. What clinched the cancellation was when Emily and I met two weeks ago. I apologized. Of course, the apology also came with a hefty donation for her foundation, one I am glad to oblige.“I sure envy Ms. Dimalanta.” She told me when we shook hands after we signed the documents releasing each other from any encumbrances concerning our botched engagement.With raised eyebrows, I asked her why.“Any girl would be lucky if a man loves her dearly. The whole nation may hate her now, but she has the heart of the man who lords over this nation.”I smiled bitterly at that. I hope Katarina knows that but she was nowhere to be found.Still, I have high hopes for my people. I g
Katarina's POVI was inside the bathroom, hugging with the toilet bowl as I vomited repeatedly. This scene has been going on for a month now. Daphne had been getting worried.I heard someone furiously knocking on my door, followed by a shout. I instantly got alarmed. I know we are safe here - the senator promised that he would not bother us again.Much as I would like to stand up and satisfy my curiosity, I continued my stomach’s ongoing battle with the commode, emptying its contents.Then I heard the door to the bathroom swing open, and warm hands gently caressed my back.I stiffened. I know that touch. My body will never forget his touch. The recognition brought instantaneous tears to my eyes.After emptying the contents of my stomach, I slumped on the tiled floor - too tired with my recent debacle with the bowl. All the while, Regor’s hands kept on touching my bowed head. I could not face him yet. I fear that because I w