Throughout the interview, I really gave it my all and did my best. I needed to impress them so I could get hired as Zekiel’s secretary. That way, I’d have a better chance of seeing my son—he’s the only reason I’m here anyway. When the interview ended, they both applauded me. A man named Hero was already sitting beside the couple—it seemed he was also one of the interviewers. “Do you mind if I ask why you don’t have a stable job? It’s stated in your resume that you graduated cum laude in fashion design. So why choose to be a secretary in this company?” I didn’t expect that question from him. All three of them were staring at me. “U-uhh…” I scrambled for an answer before remembering what had happened to me in the past. “Not everything in life goes the way you want. Not everything aligns with where you come from. Yes, I graduated with that degree, but fate wasn’t on my side. I’ve been applying to well-known fashion companies for a month now, but as you can see, I haven’t been a
I jolted awake from the cold, recalling what had happened, and I almost collapsed back onto the seat from the shock of my own memories. ”You’re awake.” I turned toward the voice and felt my breath hitch when I saw Zekiel sitting in his chair, sorting through some documents. I couldn’t speak—I was too stunned. But as I glanced around, I realized I was inside his office. What shocked me even more was the dark sky outside his office, visible through the glass walls. It was already night! I immediately checked my watch and panicked—I had to go home! If I didn’t leave now, I’d get stuck in traffic again. Besides, I still needed to call Zoey. She usually sleeps by eight, and I was sure she was waiting for my call. “You’re Venice, right?” I looked at him and saw his brows furrowed as he studied me. I nodded quickly. After getting his answer, he straightened his things, and I did the same—I really needed to leave. He stood up, so I did too, but I had to search for my phone on
CLAIRE arrived early for work to avoid being scolded by her boss, Zekiel. She had already spoken to her family last night, including her mother Lucing and Quinn, reminding the young woman once again to look after things while she was away from home. When she reached her desk, she found a pile of papers waiting for her. With no choice, she began organizing them, even though she wasn’t familiar with some of the documents. All she knew was that they were for Zekiel’s signatures. Sure, she wasn’t officially a secretary yet, but she understood some of what she was reading—stocks and the like. She busied herself for half an hour before deciding to take a break, leaning back in her chair. “Ms. Venice.” She froze mid-stretch upon hearing someone call her. Her eyes darted around, searching for the source, but to her confusion, no one was there. She dismissed it as her imagination and settled back into her seat. “Excuse me.” This time, she shot up from her chair. Claire was easi
“I’m the new secretary of Mr. Gray for now since Hero is on leave,” The woman raised an eyebrow at her words. “Listen to me, poor girl. Don’t try to get the attention of my boyfriend. I’m Camille Hernandez, daughter of Philip Hernandez—one of the biggest shareholders in this company. So don’t you dare mess with me. Got it?” Claire exhaled sharply at the woman’s words and was about to retort when Zayne suddenly grabbed her hand, making her glance at him. She saw the worry in his eyes as he shook his head. Left with no choice, she composed herself and forced a smile at the woman. “Don’t worry, Ms. Hernandez. Flirting with your arrogant boyfriend isn’t part of my plan. That’s the door—go inside and wait for Mr. Gray.” Claire even pointed at Zekiel’s office door for her. “Wait, what did you call him? Arrogant? What kind of poor language is that?” Claire was this close to slapping the woman because of her pretentiousness. She didn’t even know basic Tagalog. “It’s a poor lan
CLAIRE was left alone at her desk, and it had already been an hour. Zayne had gone inside earlier because he said he needed to talk to his dad. Claire agreed since she still had a lot of work to do. “Next time you come here acting all high and mighty, bring an assistant! Who do you think you are, the richest person in the world?” Claire looked up when she heard the irritated voice of her friend Bea. Meanwhile, Camille was stomping out of Zekiel’s office with a scowl on her face. Claire immediately understood why Bea was so annoyed—she must have forced the door open. Claire just stared at Camille until the girl stopped in front of her. “You! You’ll pay for what you did to me earlier!” Camille said tearfully, making Claire want to laugh. “Sure, how much? I’ll pay,” Claire smirked, which only made Camille’s expression darker. “I’ll tell Dad what you did to me!” With that, Camille stormed off, leaving Claire laughing. “Daddy’s girl!” Claire couldn’t help but chuckle, and
“HELLO? Yes, this is Venice Sanchez—oh, the lights?—yes, of course!—please make sure they’re in good condition—yes, I’ll tell Bea—thank you.” Claire leaned back in her chair, exhausted. Ever since Zekiel told her to prepare for tomorrow’s party, she had been scrambling to get everything in order. She knew organizing an event was a lot of work, so she had to start immediately. She was startled when her phone alarm suddenly rang. She checked the time—it was time for Zekiel’s next meeting. She stood up, knocked lightly on his office door, and stepped inside. Inside, she saw Zekiel and Zayne playing together. She paused for a moment, surprised. Despite spending almost the entire day together on her first day, this was the first time she had seen father and son laughing and playing like this. She noticed how much they resembled each other and how genuinely happy they seemed. Shaking her head at the thought, she continued walking toward them. This was Zekiel’s last meeting for the d
They set off on their journey while she stayed at the back with Zayne, while Zekiel was the one driving. As Claire and Zayne were playing, the little boy yawned, so she immediately leaned him against her. “Go to sleep, Zayne. I know you’re tired.” Her words seemed to signal him to close his eyes, and he quickly fell asleep. So the kid was already sleepy but didn’t say anything. The car fell silent after that. Claire didn’t want to disturb her son’s sleep, so she just guided Zekiel on the road until they arrived. “Thank you for the ride, Mr. Gray. You should head home now so Zayne can sleep properly,” she said with a smile. The man only nodded in response before immediately driving off. “Seriously, no manners at all,” Claire muttered in annoyance at how he just left without a word. She let it go and went inside the house, freshened up, and then called her daughter. Zoey happily chatted with her, but like Zayne, she was also tired, so their call didn’t last long before Zoe
I was startled awake by loud banging on the door of the room I was staying in. I had been dreaming and could still feel the bed pulling me back to sleep, but I couldn’t do anything about it because the noise at my door had grown too loud.I was confused as to why it was so dark, so I immediately turned on the light and hurried toward the door, which was still being pounded by whoever was outside.“Yes, I’m coming!”I shouted, hoping it would make the banging stop, but it didn’t—as if the person outside couldn’t hear me.“Who the—”“Auntie!”“Ninang!”I was shocked when two children suddenly screamed and hugged me. That’s when I saw my son, Zayne, and Bianca, both dressed in formal attire.Zayne was wearing a tuxedo, while Bianca had on a fitted dress.“What are you two doing here?”“They are with me.”I turned to the speaker and was stunned to see a handsome figure standing there. It was Zekiel, also wearing a tuxedo that matched our son’s perfectly.They looked so much alike, and wit
This book is a work of fiction. All names, characters, and events are products of the author’s imagination and are not intended to represent real individuals, particularly the respected royalty of Spain.~B.NICOLAY/Ms.Ash
“JUST A MOMENT!” Claire shouted from inside as she had been hearing the knocks on the door for a while now. At first, she thought nothing of it since they were faint, but as the sound persisted, she was sure someone was there. “Z-Zayne?” Claire gasped as she opened the door and was met by her child, who immediately clung tightly to her leg. “I-I told you not to leave me, Mommy!” Claire froze at the child’s words, feeling him tremble with sobs. She quickly knelt to his level. “Zayne, shh, stop crying. Don’t cry anymore, Mommy’s here,” she said, embracing him again. --- THE NEXT DAY, Zayne woke up early and immediately left his room to look for Claire, but she wasn’t there. He went outside and saw his mother preparing breakfast. “Mommy!” Claire turned to the voice and smiled when she saw him. “Come here, Zayne, let’s eat.” At her words, Zayne rushed down and hugged her again. Last night, the child had fainted, terrifying Claire, so she immediately called for Faith
Meanwhile, Zayne was crying uncontrollably in his room after what he had learned from his father. He couldn’t accept the truth, but his sobs suddenly stopped when he remembered something. He quickly stood up, grabbed his cellphone, and opened the tracking device. “Mommy’s alive! Mommy’s alive!” His tears immediately dried up, and he jumped for joy when he saw a red dot on the screen—indicating his mother’s location. He was sure it wasn’t the ravine where they claimed she had disappeared. “Mommy isn’t dead! She’s somewhere, and I need to go to her so I can bring her home. Daddy’s already worried.” The child hastily grabbed a bag, packed some of his things, and took cash for his journey. He rushed down the stairs and hid in a corner when he saw someone approaching. He planned to pass through the maids’ quarters since that was always the open exit. The servants had a separate pathway from the main house. Once he confirmed no one was around, he sprinted toward the maids’ qua
When Zekiel and the others arrived at the scene where Claire’s car had crashed, they found the vehicle being pulled up—a car he immediately recognized as hers. “Where is my girlfriend?! How is she?!” he shouted, drawing the attention of the police officers nearby. “Sir, are you Zekiel?” one officer asked. Zekiel nodded in response. “These are her belongings. So far, her body hasn’t been found—we’re still searching,” the officer said. Zekiel’s anger flared at the officer’s words. “What body?! Venice isn’t dead yet!” he yelled, struggling against Hero’s hold as he nearly lunged at the officer. “Sir, no one could survive a fall from that steep a cliff,” another officer remarked, only fueling Zekiel’s fury. “Get out of my face! I want to speak to your superior! My girlfriend isn’t dead!” Zekiel screamed, tears streaming down his face. Another officer approached the two and whispered, “Don’t you know who he is? That’s Zekiel Gray—he could have you both fired.” The two officers
ZEKIEL received powerful punches from Hero, which knocked him to the floor. “Oh my God, Hero, what the hell?!” Camille screamed, grabbing a blanket to cover her naked body. Hero ignored Zekiel’s state of undress and just kept punching him relentlessly. “Kiel, wake the hell up!” Hero shouted, but the man beneath him only smiled deliriously, as if in a daze. “What did you do to her, you bastard?! You’re gonna pay for this!” Camille’s eyes widened at Hero’s words. She quickly grabbed her clothes, hurriedly dressed, and ran out. “I-I didn’t do anything!” she stammered before bolting from the room. “Zekiel, wake up! Sht, what the hell did that woman give you?!” Hero growled, storming into the bathroom to grab cold water. He splashed it on Zekiel’s face, jolting him awake. The moment Zekiel’s eyes snapped open, Hero pinned him down and started punching him again. But then, Hero was suddenly thrown back when Zekiel retaliated with a punch of his own. “W-What the hll, Hero?!
“Let’s hurry, guards. Don’t let my child follow me,” The guards nodded at me, and the car started moving. I saw Zayne running after me, struggling against the bodyguards’ grip, but he couldn’t come with us. My chest tightened with anxiety as I clutched it. Zekiel was fast asleep, shirtless. Fear crept in—what if Zekiel had lied to me? What if his overtime excuse was just a cover? But I believe in Zekiel. I believe in his love, so I’ll hold onto his promise that he’ll never leave me. When we arrived at the company, I immediately took the elevator—there were hardly any people left. As soon as I reached his office floor, I saw Hero sitting there, working on his computer. “Where’s Zekiel, Hero?” He looked up at me, his eyes widening before he quickly stood. “H-He’s still in a meeting, Claire.” My brows furrowed at his nervous stutter. “What meeting? I just need to give him this.” Hero rushed from behind his desk and tried to push me away. “Sir is still busy—“ I
CLAIRE I’m here now at the place where Melodie was buried. I found out where it was because I asked Quinn. I tried to contact Louise, but I couldn’t reach her anymore. I think she’s upset because I wasn’t able to attend Melodie’s funeral. “Melody, I’m sorry I’m late.” I couldn’t hold back my tears because the three of us were really close friends. “You know, I told you that once my problems were settled, I’d bring you here so you could meet my family—especially Zekiel.” I wiped my tears and sat on the grass, then lit the candle I brought with me. I also placed the flowers I bought beside it. “Melodie, I just want to say I miss you so much. And then I find out you’re gone… why? Why did you leave us so suddenly? I can’t accept it." More tears streamed down my face, and I could barely hold them back, so I just let them fall. “Y-You know… I’m pregnant.” I bit my lip after saying it. I remember how she once said she wanted to see my future children. “It’s been a month—I’m a
Zekiel followed Claire’s wishes, and they returned to the Philippines. As soon as they stepped off their private jet, Hero was already waiting for them, nervous about the news he had to deliver. “Uncle Hero!” Zayne greeted him cheerfully, running over and hugging the man. “Did you know, Uncle? Mommy and Daddy are together now!” the boy announced excitedly. Hero already knew about that—it was all over the world after so many people had seen them at the Eiffel Tower. He barely acknowledged Zayne, immediately turning his attention to Zekiel instead. “Sir, there’s big trouble! The board members are in an uproar. They already know about you and Ms. Venice!” Zekiel was shocked by the news and glanced at Claire, who looked just as stunned. “Let’s go to the company first,” Claire said decisively. Zekiel nodded, took her hand, and they immediately got into the car headed for Gray’s Company. Claire felt uneasy for no clear reason. She wanted to visit her friend’s burial site, but th
“It’s okay, Claire. I just wanted to ask if you could come here today. My sister Melodie d!ed a few days ago, and today is her burial. I was hoping you could make it since I know you two were close.” Claire froze at what she heard, her words momentarily stolen by the shock. Her knees weakened, and she sank into a nearby chair. She and Melodie had also been close friends—the three of them, along with Quinn—but ever since life got busy, they had drifted apart. “S-She’s gone?” Her tears began to fall. “Yes, she passed away in a car accident. We brought her back to the Philippines because this is where she’ll be buried.” Claire covered her mouth as she sobbed, the sound reaching Louise’s ears. “I know this hurts you too, Claire, so I wanted you to be here on my sister’s final day.” “I-I wish I could, Louise, but I won’t make it in time. I’m in Paris right now with Zekiel and Zayne,” Claire replied, still crying. Louise fell silent for a moment. “Oh… I see. Must be business-r