She was never into men until she met him. Every time she watches him from afar, her admiration keeps getting deeper until she finds herself being drawn into him. He became her secret fixation. On one reckless day, she was caught stalking him. He made her his personal maid as her punishment. Now that their world seems to be getting closer, will it lead her to make him fall for her? Or her love and fixation towards him will cause her another nightmare?
View MoreBastianI silently watched Ziyah talking to a registrar. It still bugs my mind how she suddenly lost herself earlier, and I couldn’t even calm her down easily. Things happen so fast, I didn’t know I'd find myself recklessly deciding to make her my personal maid. It’s been a year since I felt this weird feeling of being watched from afar. At first, I really thought I was being monitored. You know, Dad paid some puppets to do his order to watch me if I’m being a good son or not. But that’s not the case and damn him if he thinks I’ll follow his footsteps. Hindi ko nga alam kung bakit pinagtitiisan niya parin ako kahit puro katarantaduhan na ang ginagawa ko para lang inisin siya. He can’t force me to choose politics, not in this lifetime. So, imagine my shock when I find out that I’m being stalked and watched with this woman. She’s good at hiding; I can see that. Noong isang buwan ko pa lang siya tuluyang nahuli. But I didn’t immediately confront her. Kaya madalas-dalas ang pagcu-c
After we came home last night. Hindi na muli kami nagka-usap ni Bastian. He said his gratitude to Manang for all her efforts for his birthday then he immediately went to his room to sleep. I answered Manang questions afterwards. Napansin ko lang na paiba-iba talaga ang mood ni Bastian. Maybe because he's angry at me last night? I can't help but to smile when I watch Bastian sleeping face. He looks so peaceful and calm. Like he's in a quiet paradise. I pouted when he snored a bit making me giggle. Damn. He's cute! I caressed his thick brows down to his pointed nose. Then my eyes went to his stomach. His body is not that massive. His stomach is flat with no hints of muscles but his biceps is to die for! Bastian is lean and tall with fair skin. I don't have a specific type when it comes to men. But, I guess I have a type now. My eyes slowly widened in fraction when I saw two pair of green eyes staring at me with softness and gentleness. “Sorry, kinuha ko lang ‘yong mga damit mo. Ut
“Blaise! Blaise!” nagising ako dahil sa mahinang tapik ni Manang sa pisngi ko. My eyes widened when I realized something! Wait! Nandito na ba si Bastian? Why is Manang panicking!? “Dumating na ho ba si Bastian, Manang?” my voice laced with panicky Huminga nang malalim si Manang na para bang ang laki ng kaniyang problema “Ayon nga ang inaalala ko Blaise. Malapit na mag alas dose ngunit hindi parin nakauwi ang alaga ko. Lumamig na ang mga inihanda natin hindi parin siya umuuwi.” My lips parted. Today is Bastian's day. Kanina ko pa lang din nalaman na ngayon ang birthday niya. Manang prepared for his birthday. I helped her. Rason kung bakit ako nakatulog dahil sa pagod. I looked at the wall clock above the door. Manang's right! It's nearly twelve but Bastian is still not here! Matatapos na ang birthday niya! “Si Mayor po ba umuwi?” tanong ko habang bumabangon para magbihis Sadness crossed in Manang eyes. She shook her head making my heart fell. Does Mayor forget his son's birth
I woke up so early to prepare a soup for Bastian. I know that he's drunk last night. I'm wondering if he always gets drunk? Gusto kong tanungin si Manang pero mas pinili ko na lang na hindi. Bastian is stubborn with it comes to his father based on what I've saw and witnessed the other day. I was holding the tray where the soup on it. Tahimik ang buong mansion ng Contreras. Minsan nagtataka ako kung bakit ang laki-laki ng bahay ng mga mayayaman kung isa o hanggang tatlo lang naman ang nakatira dito. The place looks so quiet and it feels so sad. I don't know why I suddenly think of this. Or maybe I'm just thinking it that way? I pursed my lips and knocked three times on the door. Idinikit ko ang tainga ko sa pintuan para pakinggan kung may ingay ba sa loob. Ngunit wala akong naririnig. Nahulog ang tingin ko sa door knob. I tried to twist it, and to my shocked. My eyes brightened when it wasn't lock! Pinihit ko ang door knob at nag desisyon na pumasok. My brows furrowed when I didn
I can feel my hands sweating and it's shaking a bit. Pinilit kong pinakalma ang sarili ko pero hindi parin maalis-alis ang pagkabalisa, pangamba at takot na nasa puso ko. Where is he? Hindi ba dapat kanina pa siya nakauwi? For fuck sake it's already twelve in the midnight but he's still not home! Gustong-gusto kong umalis at hanapin siya kung nasa'n man siya ngayon pero pinigilan ako ni Manang Jenna. I bit my lowerlip because of the heavy feelings I felt. Paano kung may nangyaring masama sa kaniya? Paano kung sobrang kailangan niya ng tulong ngayon? Mababaliw na ata ako kahihintay kay Bastian. Is my decision right to be his maid? Hindi ko na nababantayan ang galaw niya dahil nandito lang ako sa loob ng bahay! “Manang may alam ba kayong lugar na pwedeng puntahan ni Sir Bastian?” I don't know if how many times I asked this question to her! But she just keep her mouth shut! “Hindi ko alam, baka nagsasaya lang 'yon.” si Manang na parang normal lang na palaging late umuwi si B
CHAPTER 2 “Blaise ihatid mo na ang pagkain ni Sir Bastian baka sumpungin na naman kay aga-aga,” utos ni Manang Jenna na nag-pangiti sa 'kin. Kahapon lang ako dumating sa mansion na 'to ngunit parang matagal na akong kilala ni Manang sa bait ng pakikitungo niya sa'kin. Bastian said my punishment is to serve him. So, here I am at his house being his maid and so ready to serve him. Akala niya siguro magagalit ako o hindi ko magugustuhan ang ideya na maging tagasilbi niya, dahil ang totoo nagbunyi ang kaloob-looban ko dahil araw-araw ko na siyang makikita. Inayos ko ang pagkain ni Bastian na nasa plato. Namamawis ang mga kamay ko habang inaayos ang mga pagkain. Humingi ako ng pahintulot kay Manang kanina kung pwede bang ako ang magluto ng French Omelette. I asked her earlier what are the foods that Bastian loves to eat every morning before going to school. She said Bastian loves French Omelette since he was a kid. It's just an egg but he loves it so much. Inayos ko rin ang bread
CHAPTER 1 Makulimlim ang kalangitan, kaya walang araw na lumalabas kahit tanghaling tapat. I slowly tapped my fingers on the steering wheel as I was looking outside. Sinusundan ng dalawang mata ko ang mga estudyante na papasok sa paaralan. Nakita ko kung paano magtawanan ang grupo ng mga babae at lalaking nag kwe-kwentuhan habang naglalakad. The smile on their faces tells me that they're enjoying their conversation. I saw how the boy gently held the waist of the girl, who has short hair, when there's someone trying to bump her. Mabilis ang kilos ng lalaki, kaya hindi nabunggo ang babae sa lalaking gusto siyang banggain. Why are there so many assholes in this world? Kitang-kita kung gaano kalawak ang daanan, pero mas pinili paring gumawa ng isang kilos na maaring makasakit ng ibang tao. Would they be happy if they could hurt someone? Will they feel so satisfied after hurting others? I guess so. Some people love to hurt others because it's their happiness. They wouldn't conside
PROLOGUE How can you forget the pain from your past when there is so much evidence to not forget it? It's like the pain from your past already embedded in your whole body and soul. Na kahit anong pilit mong kalimutan ang nakaraan parati paring bumabalik ang mga alaalang pilit mo nang ibinabaon sa hukay. A sad smile crept on my lips when I saw my whole body and my face in the mirror. Should I be grateful that I have this kind of body and face? Dapat ko bang ikatuwa na ipinanganak akong ganito ang mukha? O dapat ko ba itong ikalungkot. Because of my face, I've been through so much pain. Because of my face, I suffered too much. They said I should be grateful because God gave me beauty. God gave me a unique and pretty face. They appreciated how beautiful and pretty my face was. But why am I not happy with the idea? Bakit mas hinihiling ko parati na sana hindi na lang ganito ang mukha ko. Para hindi ko naranasan ang muntik nang pangbaboy ng sarili kong tiyuhin sa'kin. It's so funny b
PROLOGUE How can you forget the pain from your past when there is so much evidence to not forget it? It's like the pain from your past already embedded in your whole body and soul. Na kahit anong pilit mong kalimutan ang nakaraan parati paring bumabalik ang mga alaalang pilit mo nang ibinabaon sa hukay. A sad smile crept on my lips when I saw my whole body and my face in the mirror. Should I be grateful that I have this kind of body and face? Dapat ko bang ikatuwa na ipinanganak akong ganito ang mukha? O dapat ko ba itong ikalungkot. Because of my face, I've been through so much pain. Because of my face, I suffered too much. They said I should be grateful because God gave me beauty. God gave me a unique and pretty face. They appreciated how beautiful and pretty my face was. But why am I not happy with the idea? Bakit mas hinihiling ko parati na sana hindi na lang ganito ang mukha ko. Para hindi ko naranasan ang muntik nang pangbaboy ng sarili kong tiyuhin sa'kin. It's so funny b...
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