Chapter 5

He raised an eyebrow. He looked at me as if there was something wrong with what I said. Why? Did he really think I would have a relationship with a man like Marcus? Hell? Over my dead body!

"So you're not?"

"Of course! I am not! Look at me? Will you be in a relationship---" I looked at Marcus from the corner of my eyes, his eyes were still staring at me and this man with blue eyes. "To someone like him? Hell, no." I rolled my eyes after I said that.

Well, because we were enemies, he suddenly confronted Marcus. And my eyes just widened what he said next.

"Bud, you better find someone who wants you. Don't settle for less. You deserve someone better." He said and then smiled at me like he won.

To my surprise, I couldn't speak anymore, he stared at me for a few seconds with a wide smile on his lips before walking, passing me and going straight as if he didn't embarrass anyone. I feel like he shouted the word that he won by humiliating me. Shit. Why did I even hope that he would be on my side? We are enemies right? Why didn't I think about that?

That guy is my ultimate enemy after our first encounter at the restaurant yesterday. I clenched my hands. I want to follow him and talk bad things about him, so that people around us can see and know what kind of person he is.

But when I saw Mr. Buenaventura's face I just sighed. Fuck this.

"Hey, Eliza---"

I turned to face him, "I'm full, Marcus. I'm sorry, I want to excuse myself." I said without looking at him.

This time I didn't want to see Marcus's face. I was relieved by him and I knew he would ask what thaf man meant when he said that. And especially, it will ask who it is. Of course I won't say who that fucker was. They are out of what connection we have with the man with the blue eyes.

I quickly grabbed my bag and marched out of that restaurant. I tried to catch up with the shameless man with the blue eyes, but I didn't catch him.

My chest was heaving with annoyance when I entered my office. I didn't see Mr. Peter outside and when I saw the time it's around 12:35 PM so I bet he was with Janet and the others to eat lunch.

I didn't wait for him to do what I had in mind. I quickly sat down in front of my laptop and immediately typed in the name of the man who did nothing but annoy me so much.

"Victor Samaniego..." I whispered that demons name while biting my nails.

I don't want to lose to someone like him. I don't want him to show other people that I am the loser between the two of us. I have to find something wrong with that person because if there isn't... shit! I don't want to lose! In all my life I have never lost!

I'm so competitive whether it's about studies, contests, quiz bee's or even mr. and ms. events when I'm still in a university! I don't want to lose so I am doing my best to get first place or get the championship! Then I'm the only one who's going to lose to a man like that?! No way!

No way in hell! Yes! I didn't find negative news articles about him! And mostly, only a few people know him! He was so secretive and he wants to hide his image in this kind of industry?!

Does he think his business will grow if he hides himself from the public? No. Because that's what my father was doing when he was still young, he wants more connections, he wants more friends that will connect him with other people!

Is this year over? Want to hide himself?

*"Is Uriel Samaniego's Son is one of the secretive billionaires in the world?"* I read the title of the article and I couldn't help but laugh. Uriel and my father had a connection before but all of a sudden he vanished and my father didn't even mention his name until today.

Yes, I just remembered now. They had connections before but now, I don't know what happened to both of them. But as for the title of that article, it seems funny that that demon is one of the secretive billionaires? Is there such a thing? He's funny.

I closed my laptop when I heard Mr. Peter outside my office. He said someone wants to talk to me, I let them in and I immediately showed my professionalism to them.

If it's about businesses, then it's about business.

Time passed quickly and I just found Marcus rudely entering my office while I was putting away my things because it was already 5 o'clock in the afternoon. I want to roll my eyes in annoyance, doesn't he really feel that I don't care about him?

Does he want me to slap that in his face?

"Do you have any meetings after this?" he asked.

I already know what it means. He wants to ask me to eat dinner with him. Typical things that men would do.

"Nothing. I just want to go home and rest."

"Want me to drive you home?" He asked again which made me stop and look at him.

I sighed, "Marcus, please, I'm tired. You can do it another day, okay?" I'm begging you here because just a little bit will make my patience last forever.

"Is it because of that bastard?"

The who? Victor? What does Victor have to do with this?

"Who? I don't know what you are---"

"The man with blue eyes. He is what I am talking about." he asked in an unfamiliar tone of his voice.

"What about him?" I really don't want to talk about Victor right now. I don't want to think about him because I can't find any negative articles about him though!

That... that hamster!

"Don't talk to him again."

And that's the cue for me to look at Marcus. His face was serious enough to make my eyebrows furrowed. What the hell was he saying?

"What do you mean?"

"He was our enemy in the business world. Victor Samaniego."

Oh... right.

Marcus asked me several times saying that he was just going to drive me home because he didn't want to see me with or talking to Victor. So the ending was that we chased each other through the basement parking lot until I was able to distract him and get into my car.

I have not been able to look back to where he is because I have left him several times but why is that fool so stubborn?

So instead of going home, I went to the bar. Because I know that Marcus will follow me at home even if it's this late at night. I don't care about him and Victor and me? He doesn't want us to be together and talk? I also have no intention of being with and talking to that man! We are enemies, remember?

When I entered the Sip and Savory Bar, there was loud upbeat music and my eyes saw different people. Disco lights, smoke and different kinds of smell of alcohol, colognes and perfumes greeted my nostrils.

I went straight to the counter to order a ladies drink and I drink it bottoms up. I turned my eyes around, hoping to find the person I was aiming for here. And I wasn't wrong, I saw him dancing with a man in the middle of the dance floor and I even saw them kissing and touching each other!

Hey! That man can't do anything! Who is being kissed and touched!

"Hey girl!" a woman called me and patted my shoulder hard.

I turned around and saw that it was Nadine and she still had a beer in one hand and a glass with a beer in the other. What is this? Is this woman a drunkard?

"We've been waiting for you!" she shouted while sitting in the empty seat next to me. She placed the bag on the counter and faced me and hit my arm so hard.

What the fuck is wrong with her?

"Wow huh? I just arrived and you're going to hit me right away?" I complain.

I took the beer she brought and that's what I drank. I want to feel drunk tonight. I don't want to go home, because I know Marcus is there now and waiting for me to come home.

"Why are you here now? We've been waiting for you since you asked us to go to a bar today!"

I looked at her and then came closer so she could hear me better. "Marcus is at home. I don't want to go home. I know he will try to invite me somewhere."

I put the bottle on the counter and saw Nadine's eyes roll in the air. I laughed a little. "For sure, girl. Stay away from that man, Eliza. I don't like what he's doing to you. Anyways, it's better that you ask us to go here because..." She turned to the dance floor and we saw Ben or "Benny" now that he was dancing with a man in the middle of the crowd. "Because our best friend really wants to drink tonight." We both laughed and shook our heads.

We talked for a while. I put Marcus aside because tonight I don't intend to go home, I don't intend to see that man and even more I don't want to hear words from Mr. Buenaventura. I have enough today and I don't want to add more.

A few minutes passed when we decided to change seats because it was getting crowded as midnight came. I end up shutting my phone, I don't want them to disturb me tonight. Nadine and I pulled Benny to an empty seat near the side because that was actually their seat earlier.

Nadine and I both sighed because Benny was so drunk. Actually, that's why I'm here, I want to get drunk so they can help me like I do when these two get drunk, but what happened? Benny is already drunk. So I don't have a choice. If none of the three of us were sober, we might just lie down by the side of the road.

"Girl! You're already here! Aren't you---hic!---aren't you going to hang out with the boys here? You're attitude stands out when you're drunk, you know!" Benny yelled to make my eyes suddenly roll in annoyance.

I know that. I have this shitty attitude when I am drunk, but I have reasons okay! One time because Marcus picked us up from the bar and he was forcing me to go home without knowing that I didn't want to go home with him. So I shouted and screamed at him and cursed him in front of all the people in that bar. And the consequences? My father talked to me and he said that I am ruining his name in front of an heir of the De Leon

I know my father already knew that I don't like that asshole, but I don't really understand him. I don't understand why he pushes me to a man I don't like.

"Stop saying nonsense, Benny. You're drunk and stop drinking." Nadine ordered but she drank the glass I filled with wine.

Benny's red face suddenly winced when he saw what Nadine did. "Y-you're telling me to stop drinking but you just---just drink straight that?!" he said in dramatic tone of his voice, pointing to the empty glass.

"Duh? Because I'm not drunk like you, Benny."

We continued to drink until I forgot what I was thinking. I'm completely drunk. I don't know what time we finished or got out of the bar, all I know is that I'm so annoyed at what I am pressing in front of me!

"Fuck this! Why don't you want to open it!" I hissed in front of the door.

I kept on doing it for a hundred times before it opened. My lips widened and I heaved a sigh! Finally I can lie down! And when I was about to step in, a sudden wall stopped me from doing it.

My eyes are blurry and my head is spinning because of alcohol. But I am so curious why some walls are in front of me? I was about to push it when I heard someone's voice.

"Why are you in front of my house?" A deep baritone voice.

I followed that voice, I looked up to recognize who it was but when I saw that someone's face, I don't know why my vision seemed to clear and I saw the person I didn't expect.

Oh… damn Why is Victor Samaniego inside my own house?