Blakely’s POVI was welcomed by my colleagues when I returned to work and it’s all thanks to Stan. Although I could feel that their treatment changed, I’m still thankful that I was able to go back to work.“She used her connection to get away from the mess she created.”My eyes squeezed after I heard that while I was sitting on my chair. Yes, they started treating me like that because Stan used his connection to resolve my problem. Yes, it was unfair for them, but I was also treated unjustly when the higher-ups suspended me without a proper investigation of what happened.“Blakley, the supervisor wants to see you.”I looked at the supervisor’s secretary as I nodded. “Okay—”Sighing, I watched her after she turned her back and walked away, ignoring me. I scratched my forehead and pulled myself up. I entered the supervisor’s office. She was sitting on her chair with a formal expression on her face.“Good morning, ma’am…” I greeted causing her to look at me.The heaviness of our argument
Blakely’s POV“Ha!” I panted and wiped the sweat off of my forehead after I transferred the last flower pot on the side. I massaged my arms and caressed my sweaty neck. I tried to find a hair band to tie my hair but I forgot to bring any. I just frowned and tried to fan myself with my hands.“Blakely!” Nik called me with a strict tone.I immediately ran to him and realized he was now removing the dead plants on the flower pots. He lifted his face at me. He was squatting while I was standing in front of him.“Get a sack. We’ll remove the dead plants now.”I nodded and immediately grabbed a sack. I became comfortable working with him a while ago. He wasn’t scolding me or shouting at me. He would talk calmly and even if I know that he only wants to finish the task on time, I still couldn’t help but admire how he could withstand my presence like a professional even when I know he hates me to death.“I’ll carry it. It’s heavy.” He said after he put all the dead plants in the sack. I didn’t
Nik’s POVI was constantly glancing at Blakely while she’s busy watching the footage. I can see that she’s determined to help me and I couldn’t help but glance at her from time to time. It’s strange. When I saw her earlier wiping her sweat after constantly transferring the flower pots, I felt something inside me. There was something warm and I suddenly thought about her efforts to do this. She was determined to finish the task for her goal and I couldn’t help but admire her braveness and dedication.Mr. Branson has CCTV cameras around his property and I’m certain that the accident was caught in his camera. So I came here to find evidence that Grayson is innocent. And I didn’t know I’d see Blakely here. It annoyed me because it seemed like she was being bullied at work but she’s not doing anything, and just letting them enslave her.Fck! She gets angry when I’m real-talking her but she doesn't get my point. Why did she have to let them boss her around? Does she even have her own decisi
Stan’s POV“Why are you so worked up when talking about Nik Velasquez? Are you threatened with him?” Liam asked and it angered me again. Threatened? Me? What kind of conclusion was that? I will never be threatened with anyone and definitely not with Nik Velasquez. I’m just annoyed because I feel like he’s trying to take Blakely away from me. Blakely is mine. She’s my possession and I will not let anyone take her away from me. If he wants her, then he has to wait until I dump her when I’m finally done with her.“Why would I be threatened?” I threw the question back as I stared at him blankly. I know that he’s a dangerous man, but I am also a dangerous man. Why would he ask me such a question? Is he trying to provoke me?Bradley chuckled. “You’re a devil, Stan. I bet Blakely would be very heartbroken if she found out that you’ve been playing with her all these time. Imagine you talking to her CEO and manipulating him into giving Blakely a hard task only to test if she would ask for your
Blakely's POVI couldn't move. His face was so close and yet I couldn't find the will to move away and give space between us. My heart was beating so fast and loud as if it's going to jump out of my ribcage. My mind was a complete mess and I couldn't think of anything but the disturbing distance between us. It's not fear that's consuming me, it's the anticipation of what he'd do next while we're staring intensely into each other's eyes.‘Move away’ A part of me whispered aggressively, but my sanity and inhibitions were already drifting away. It’s like I have completely lost the ability to think straight and right. I’m going insane!The distance between us is making me so nervous and excited for some reason, and my rationality was suddenly nowhere to be found. I want to be this close to him. I want to feel his warmth. I want to touch him. God knows how much I long to be this close to him, but I know that it’s forbidden. It’s like the forbidden rules of Heaven.“I want to…” Nik trailed,
Blakely’s POVThe tension in my heart hasn’t subsided as I felt Nik’s eyes on me. He didn’t say anything, not insisting for me to answer his question. I feel suffocated by his question. I don’t wanna answer it. How can I tell him that I just agreed to marry Stan, so I can finally forget about my feelings for her. I know. No matter how I tried to cover the truth by saying I’m marrying Stan to not disappoint my foster parents, I know in my heart, deep in my heart, that I’m desperate to forget about my ridiculous obsession for Nik to fall in love with me. It’s the reason, and I’m still denying it until now.Alicia got out of her car, and she immediately looked at Nik who’s still sitting on the hood of his car. I pressed my lips together, unable to utter a single word. It’s so awkward, and I feel like Alicia’s thinking about why I’m with Nik when we don’t get along.The night breeze touched my face and made my hair dance in its rhythm. It’s cold, but I could feel Nik’s warmth. It’s comfor
Blakely’s POVRaise to be a perfect daughter—like a robot. Taught to be prim and proper—like a royal. Grew up being so obedient—like a puppy. The day I entered the house of the Velasquez’s, my fate was settled down. I had to follow every way my foster parents ordered as I wouldn't be alive today without them. I owe them everything.My name is Blakely. I am an orphan. My parents died from a cruel storm when I was 12 years old. And I was almost lifeless when Mr. Velasquez found me. He gave me a second life, a second home, and I swore I'd do everything I could to repay him. But I never expected I would walk into such a dilemma.I had committed an unforgivable sin. I was secretly in love with my foster brother. Nikandreo Velasquez. No one had spotted it. Because Nik and I were never close. Or more accurately, he hatedme.Five years ago, I got drunk on the night of my 18th and somehow sneaked into his room, undressed, and slipped into his sheet. Alcohol took complete control of my brain t
Blakely's POV“I always remind you of how to be a good wife, Blakely, and I am very disappointed that for the first time, you came in late.”I looked down. Mama was combing my long hair that reached my waist. Its length always pleases her and her favorite thing to do was to comb it. However, I know she's not enjoying combing my hair right now because she's right, I came late.Today is the schedule of my engagement party with Stan and the memories I had with Nik last night still haunted my mind.Meeting him again like this wasn't what I expected. For the past years, I’ve been dreaming of seeing him again, but now that he's back, I felt scared. The incident last night was as vivid as the memories of what happened five years ago. It's as if impossible to forget and I have no choice but to live with it forever.I couldn't forget the kiss. The dream of tasting his lips and memorizing the taste of it turned into reality and it was vividly etched into my mind, corrupting my sensibility.Once
Blakely’s POVThe tension in my heart hasn’t subsided as I felt Nik’s eyes on me. He didn’t say anything, not insisting for me to answer his question. I feel suffocated by his question. I don’t wanna answer it. How can I tell him that I just agreed to marry Stan, so I can finally forget about my feelings for her. I know. No matter how I tried to cover the truth by saying I’m marrying Stan to not disappoint my foster parents, I know in my heart, deep in my heart, that I’m desperate to forget about my ridiculous obsession for Nik to fall in love with me. It’s the reason, and I’m still denying it until now.Alicia got out of her car, and she immediately looked at Nik who’s still sitting on the hood of his car. I pressed my lips together, unable to utter a single word. It’s so awkward, and I feel like Alicia’s thinking about why I’m with Nik when we don’t get along.The night breeze touched my face and made my hair dance in its rhythm. It’s cold, but I could feel Nik’s warmth. It’s comfor
Blakely's POVI couldn't move. His face was so close and yet I couldn't find the will to move away and give space between us. My heart was beating so fast and loud as if it's going to jump out of my ribcage. My mind was a complete mess and I couldn't think of anything but the disturbing distance between us. It's not fear that's consuming me, it's the anticipation of what he'd do next while we're staring intensely into each other's eyes.‘Move away’ A part of me whispered aggressively, but my sanity and inhibitions were already drifting away. It’s like I have completely lost the ability to think straight and right. I’m going insane!The distance between us is making me so nervous and excited for some reason, and my rationality was suddenly nowhere to be found. I want to be this close to him. I want to feel his warmth. I want to touch him. God knows how much I long to be this close to him, but I know that it’s forbidden. It’s like the forbidden rules of Heaven.“I want to…” Nik trailed,
Stan’s POV“Why are you so worked up when talking about Nik Velasquez? Are you threatened with him?” Liam asked and it angered me again. Threatened? Me? What kind of conclusion was that? I will never be threatened with anyone and definitely not with Nik Velasquez. I’m just annoyed because I feel like he’s trying to take Blakely away from me. Blakely is mine. She’s my possession and I will not let anyone take her away from me. If he wants her, then he has to wait until I dump her when I’m finally done with her.“Why would I be threatened?” I threw the question back as I stared at him blankly. I know that he’s a dangerous man, but I am also a dangerous man. Why would he ask me such a question? Is he trying to provoke me?Bradley chuckled. “You’re a devil, Stan. I bet Blakely would be very heartbroken if she found out that you’ve been playing with her all these time. Imagine you talking to her CEO and manipulating him into giving Blakely a hard task only to test if she would ask for your
Nik’s POVI was constantly glancing at Blakely while she’s busy watching the footage. I can see that she’s determined to help me and I couldn’t help but glance at her from time to time. It’s strange. When I saw her earlier wiping her sweat after constantly transferring the flower pots, I felt something inside me. There was something warm and I suddenly thought about her efforts to do this. She was determined to finish the task for her goal and I couldn’t help but admire her braveness and dedication.Mr. Branson has CCTV cameras around his property and I’m certain that the accident was caught in his camera. So I came here to find evidence that Grayson is innocent. And I didn’t know I’d see Blakely here. It annoyed me because it seemed like she was being bullied at work but she’s not doing anything, and just letting them enslave her.Fck! She gets angry when I’m real-talking her but she doesn't get my point. Why did she have to let them boss her around? Does she even have her own decisi
Blakely’s POV“Ha!” I panted and wiped the sweat off of my forehead after I transferred the last flower pot on the side. I massaged my arms and caressed my sweaty neck. I tried to find a hair band to tie my hair but I forgot to bring any. I just frowned and tried to fan myself with my hands.“Blakely!” Nik called me with a strict tone.I immediately ran to him and realized he was now removing the dead plants on the flower pots. He lifted his face at me. He was squatting while I was standing in front of him.“Get a sack. We’ll remove the dead plants now.”I nodded and immediately grabbed a sack. I became comfortable working with him a while ago. He wasn’t scolding me or shouting at me. He would talk calmly and even if I know that he only wants to finish the task on time, I still couldn’t help but admire how he could withstand my presence like a professional even when I know he hates me to death.“I’ll carry it. It’s heavy.” He said after he put all the dead plants in the sack. I didn’t
Blakely’s POVI was welcomed by my colleagues when I returned to work and it’s all thanks to Stan. Although I could feel that their treatment changed, I’m still thankful that I was able to go back to work.“She used her connection to get away from the mess she created.”My eyes squeezed after I heard that while I was sitting on my chair. Yes, they started treating me like that because Stan used his connection to resolve my problem. Yes, it was unfair for them, but I was also treated unjustly when the higher-ups suspended me without a proper investigation of what happened.“Blakley, the supervisor wants to see you.”I looked at the supervisor’s secretary as I nodded. “Okay—”Sighing, I watched her after she turned her back and walked away, ignoring me. I scratched my forehead and pulled myself up. I entered the supervisor’s office. She was sitting on her chair with a formal expression on her face.“Good morning, ma’am…” I greeted causing her to look at me.The heaviness of our argument
Alicia's POV“Shit!” I slammed my fists on the steering wheel because of the traffic jam. I glanced at my wristwatch and groaned when I realized I’m getting late.I need to get to the courthouse in ten minutes or I’d be doomed. I can't disappoint and lose my client because I need the money. I promised to help Blakely and I don't break promises.I hissed, completely losing my control. The only way I could get into the courthouse without getting so late is to leave my car here and run.Annoyed, I maneuvered my car to the roadside. I’ll just call a tow company. I had no other choice.Hugging my bag, I ran in the middle of the long line of cars, horning. I ran for three minutes until I saw what's happening that caused the traffic jam. It was a motorcycle accident, but nothing is really serious.Shaking my head, I continued running. I kept on glancing at my wristwatch until I reached the courthouse eight minutes later. I’ve never been late for work and I don't intend to ruin that habit. I
Nik's POVI shook my head while looking at the woman sleeping on the bed. I’m in my condo and I brought her here after we went to the pharmacy. I couldn't believe it! After she passed out in front of the police station, I brought her to the hospital and that's when we found out that she's pregnant. She’s been stressed out for days. She couldn't sleep properly and I caught her researching how to abort a baby.Thinking about it makes me so angry. She shouldn't have slept with that man if she doesn't like the idea of having a baby. Or she should at least use contraceptives. However, I couldn't really blame her. She's stressed out. The father of her child is currently being pressed down by a powerful family, framing him up for murder. She was about to leave the country, and I think she was trying to escape their relationship, but then, fate didn't want her to leave.I sighed and left her in the guest bedroom. I sat on the couch in the living area and lit a cigarette. My eyes squinted as I
Blakely's POV“You've been distracted.” Stan said while we're entering his penthouse. He was carrying the bags of groceries, and I was still lost in thoughts.I suddenly thought of Serra and the possible reason why Nik wants to abort his child with that woman in the pharmacy. Papa is running for Congress, and I remember how my foster parents always remind us not to create a scandal that can ruin Papa and the family's image. Of course, Nik wouldn't want a scandal to ruin the family especially that Papa is running for Congress and he's about to get engaged with Serra.“Blakely…” Stan held my hand and that's when he finally got my attention.My lips parted as I looked at him and roamed my eyes around in his penthouse. His forehead creased. I could see that he's bothered by the fact that I've been spacing out since earlier. I know that he already noticed it when I exited the pharmacy with a face so horrified, and I’m glad he didn't insist on asking about what happened because I wouldn't w