Claudia Woods' Point of View"Stop making a face!" Jasmin asserted whilst both of us were preparing our orders. She stated before rolling her eyes over. I couldn’t stop getting angry because of what Chloe had done to me. “Just try your best to avoid her even though she’s the wrong one. She wouldn’t stop if you keep getting her way.” Jasmine said whilst Chloe was the one who’s serving their orders. I groaned hard before I successfully gave her my attention. “I’m not doing anything, why am I the one who’s going to avoid her?” Jasmine gave me a heavy look before caressing my arm. “I just don’t want you to get fired. Chloe has Ms. Castro’s trust. She’s the one who’s performing well here in this almost a year old cafe and she favors her a lot. If you want to remain working here, try avoiding Chloe if necessary.”As soon as she said that, I only nodded my head. She was just trying to help me by telling me not to let our paths cross each other, especially to handsome customers. I noticed
Claudia Woods’ Point of View My shirt was drenched. She poured water on my clothes intentionally but fortunately, it wasn’t juice or anything else, it would stain on my plane uniform that the cafe lent me. Chloe was fuming mad when she did that, the blush on her cheeks became evident evenmore when she did that. “Hey! What’s your problem?” I spilled, trying my very best to calm myself. Chloe’s daring eyes narrowed her eyes at me. “I knew I was right! You’re a stripper, aren’t you? You’re good at luring men! Tell me, is William Thompson one of your clients?” I craned my neck. The first first day I was here, she kept giving me a bad vibe already and hours later, I was right. It was never my intention to lure men, and it wasn’t in my mind since I was in a relationship with Zamir. That's why it was a little off for me to comprehend what just Chloe stated. Me? A stripper? I may be, but it is solely for Zamir’s eyes! But claiming I was William’s client is another way of provoking and of
Claudia Woods' Point of ViewMrs. Castro seemed to hear what I've called him the reason why she came to where we at. I was astounded to see him again, and over the past few months we haven't seen each other. My blood boils just by seeing him sitting across from me. He did something wrong, and I couldn't imagine myself getting myself involved with him again and what's worse, the following scenarios that completely made my jaw dropped. "He is the owner of this Café, Claudia. Pay respect!" She asserted, enough for us to hear as she bumped a little to my shoulder. My eyes rolled together. It was when I brushed my hair using my fingers yet Franco's eyes remained to mine. "She will be the one who's going to accompany you throughout your stay and meeting here. Claudia is one of our best employees and she will give you the best service you'd ever have!" Franco extended his arms at the chair beside him before a sly smirk crept onto his face. It was when he roamed his eyes around until his
Claudia Woods’ Point of View“Aren’t you going to guard me?” I mentioned whilst looking at Gavin. Gavin raised his one eyebrows. “As far as I can remember, you don’t want me near you.” He asserted before drinking his coffee. I just rolled my eyes over before sneering. It was when I heard Lorenzo chuckling at the back. “Why was no one with me yesterday, then?” I inquired. “Warren should be there. Why? Did something happen?" He muttered whilst wiping their guns from above the table. It was when chills went up at the back of my nape before shaking my head. Lorenzo saw what I did the reason why he covered the table using his body. At the same time he did that, Warren went inside. He paid respect to his seniors until he called me for work. I wanted to ask him his whereabouts but the thought of him going outside and taking a break, it didn't matter to me anymore. I just took a deep breath whilst I was inside the car, heaving a sigh as I thought of what happened between Franco and me.
Claudia Woods' Point of ViewMs. Castro nearly fired me after the little incident happened earlier. I was beyond embarrassed when my mind was flying kilometers and sometimes it turns to be blank half way. "What's wrong with her?" I heard Sorin and others talking about me as I packed my things off the closet meant for my things. Jasmin spoke. "She's just tired. Stop making an issue, Sorin." She said, defending me. Chloe sneered. I already knew what she was thinking and for sure, she's already bad mouthing me in her mind. The next few hours, I was insanely drained. I didn't opened my phone and it was hard for me to communicate with Fatima since the keys were on her according to Warren. All I wanted right is my soft bed. I feel tired… hurt and drained. My throat felt bitter as I was walking toward the apartment where Gavin and the others are staying. Warren called Lorenzo to ring Fatima a bell and said that our apartment keys are on Lorenzo himself. I was about to go inside the apar
Claudia Woods' Point of ViewThe hotel was great. It's design was in a vintage style, and if I were to ask, I really like it. Pastel colors are everywhere, and each staff has been wearing a cute uniform with huge smile on their faces. However, what made it more attractive was when my eyes landed at the peonies before me. Some guests are walking toward the flowers at the lobby and some are taking pictures when a woman who seemed to be a staff comes forward with a huge smile. "Are you here for booking, ma'am?" She politely inquire. A faint smile crept on my lips. "Oh, no. I just went here because of the peonies. It caught my attention…" "I see. A lot of people come here and you have the same reason as them. It's really eye-catching, right? The CEO personally picked them himself." My eyes glistened as to what I heard. "Really? Your boss has a taste. And also, your hotel is great." We both chuckled. The lady excused herself when she saw another one coming inside. She greeted it with
Claudia Woods' Point of ViewHis touches are mother-fucking dirty and I am disgusted to it. Nevertheless, I never let Panelo catch my reaction otherwise, he might do something that I won't like. The worst part is, he might drag me, which I don't really like. I took my hands away from him calmly. My breathing began to hitch as he began walking toward me with a menacing smirk on his lips. Everything about him seemed fucking… disgusting! "Stop acting like you're a fucking saint or anything, woman. If I know, Zamir only bought you because you're a whore. And now that you're in his hands, you're now acting like a fucking virgin and haven't had a few more men digging inside your hole." He reprimanded that triggered me the most. His words are offensive and below the belt. He sees himself as someone who's high and never could I imagine myself getting into that kind of set-up when in fact, all his claims are false and I never had my body sold. I took a deep breath, standing straight, clenc
Claudia Woods' Point of ViewI knew that each word he said wasn't true although his eyes were very confusing. I stood straight and didn't let him come against me when I took a deep breath before crossing my arms. "You should change the name of your hotel. Perhaps, divert it to the name of your new chick?" I uttered before speaking. "Apparently, it doesn't sound good and I don't want anything that is related to you. No offense but… it seems like you don't really know what I like. Peonies? My ass." I was angry. I wanted to hurt him the way he did back to me that night that led me to misfortune. Seeing how his mouth turned into awe after I left him, it gave me the satisfaction I've been craving for and a little bit of thick and hardness I weigh comes out of my chest. As I was waiting for a taxi to pass and come by, it was when two new hotel staff began to walk with their things on. It seems like they're just going to cross the road toward the Cloudis Hotel. "You know what, the manage
Third Person's Point of View"Ma'am Claudia," Rana, their baby's nanny suddenly asserted. Claudia was inside her walk-in closet, she was done changing her clothes after a maid spilled wine on her clothes that's why she immediately changed. Rana came inside the walk in closet with a smile on her face. "Everyone is waiting for you, even baby Claudine. You should go!" Rana asserted with a huge smile. Feeling nervous, Claudia immediately stood up from her seat and spoke. "Really? Zamir might be looking for me already." The nanny's eyes went to the box where Claudia's jewelry is there including the limited edition jewelry set Zamir gave her after she gave birth. Due to panic, Claudia went out without locking the door and leaving Rana inside without thinking about the possibilities that might happen. Everyone was at the Cassano residence where the christening and the first birthday of their baby occurred. Zamir Trian Cassano has a wide net connection and every person who was invited cam
Claudia Woods' Point of ViewMonths had passed… I woke up with Zamir by my side. He was doing his work inside his bedroom while I was on the bed. As I've said, Zamir is also a businessman and instead of going to his company, he took all the work at home to be with me. He has his personal assistant or secretary doing meetings for him which made Zamir tied up to his house for weeks now. Currently, he's working beside me while we're on the bed when Fenrir called him seconds earlier, asking if he wants to go out. "I'll think about it. I don't think Claudia will—" A small groan came out from my lips when I heard him say that and Zamir only gave Fenrir a curse on his face. "Heard that? My woman doesn't want me to leave." Months after months of being pregnant, I noticed that I was getting more and more clingy. The first trimester was so damn hard for both of us yet after that, I want Zamir around me and doesn't want him to leave my side. At first, I was hesitant thinking I am already st
Claudia Woods' Point of ViewSaint and Lorenzo stayed with us for over an hour. They became my friends for months. I stayed with them and also, we became closer because of the headache I caused to Lorenzo when I was still new here. Anyhow, I'm still a little against his relationship with Fatima. "Do you see that katana, Lorenzo? I'll smack you with that if you tried pulling such a stunt toward fFatima." Lorenzo spoke. "I don't think so. Boss got it in auction for $1.2 million. I don't think he will let you use that. It's an ancient katana, you know." Lorenzo affirmed before smiling so damn wide to me. I chuckled. "Really? It seems like you haven't seen the other side of your boss." "Tell us how he is as your boyfriend. He's too strict, serious and untouchable whenever he's with us." Upon going back on how Zamir treats me, he opened his soft side on me. He gave me too much affection and became vulnerable whenever he's around and I don't want them to know about his other side. I wi
Claudia's Point of View That's exactly what happened the night after. I was spreading my legs wider already on him whilst he was in between my thighs, rocking my world as I begged him to stop after one round. Zamir couldn't stop himself anymore and did it with me but of course, with applying the advice of the doctor. "Zamir… I'm tired." I moaned whilst he was holding my hand. "Aaahhh… mhmmm baby. Oh God…" He smirked. He leaned his body closer to me before kissing my cheeks down to my neck until his lips went to my mound. He sucked my nipples like a baby, rocking my pussy whilst I moaned so loud inside his room. "Zamir…" I called his name. "Fuck." Zamir hummed. "Yes, my love? Do you like it?" I fucking love it.He's pounding me for less than an hour already and Zamir doesn't even want to take a break. His pace aren't slow nor fast either but I'm still tired. I thought he's done already but when he told me to bend over and face the rack, I followed him immediately and spread my l
Claudia Woods’ Point of View "Is that… all?" I muttered solemnly whilst I was sitting above the high stool chair while he was across me, hugging me from behind while caressing my tummy. "You are forced to marry Danica Collins because of your organization right? To know who's the real mastermind or game master of the Russians?" Zamir bobbed his head gently. "Yes, my love." "And… and you didn't tell me because you don't want me to worry and you do that want me to think that you don't love me anymore." He sighed. "I can't just tell you about that anyway. I love you. I don't want you to slip away from me." Even if Zamir already told me the truth, I am still worried. Maybe because things that happened aren't as light as what I think. It still gives me trauma, and the fact that I developed trust issues is also making the way I perceive him have some inner conflicts. Zamir lifted my chin, urged me to glance at him whilst holding those tears who wanted to flow down. He was gentle when h
Claudia Woods' Point of ViewZamir was holding my back, caressing it while he was humming, consoling me from what happened. Just like before, his hugs are enough for me to stop wailing yet my chest still feels heavy. I waited for Zamir to come here. I waited for him to come and see me after a while because of all the people I could call with, he's the only person that registered into my mind. "What's wrong? Why are you crying?" He muttered softly whilst wiping the tears streaming down my face. Some might think I look like a baby who's crying like an idiot to his dad but I'm not. For some reason, I wasn't able to speak. I was still frightened about what happened.He was caressing my face with his callous palms as anxiety remained surging inside my inner demons. I couldn't help not crying and longed for him. It's funny how I told myself not to come to him anymore but to think he's the only person that could soothe me despite who he was. There are enough reasons for us to be together
Claudia Woods' Point of View I was getting better day by day. I used to get angry whenever I saw Zamir around me but I got used to it. I still haven't talked to him for awhile now but he shows up whenever I need some help. It's not Lorenzo nor Saint nor Gavin but him. My initial plan today is to go to the mall and shop some clothes for me but Fatima wasn't there to accompany me. She's busy with her work and school and at the same time, she's having fun with Lorenzo. Why would I bother disturbing them anyway? I was against their relationship at first but I could see Fatima happy with him. I don't wanna erase those smiles Lorenzo gave to my cousin. "Whoa. That looks good…" I muttered when I saw a stall that serves raw food but to think that I was pregnant and food like these for pregnant ladies are restricted. While I was strolling around the mall, I could feel that someone was following me. But whenever I glanced around, there was no face showing up. At first, I thought it was Pane
Zamir Trian Cassano's Point of View"How is she?" It was the first thing that came off my lips when I saw her cousin Fatima with Lorenzo. She's currently with him and we're inside his apartment. I have nowhere to go until I remember going here to drink with him yet his girl was there. It seems like I got slapped by them due to the relationship they had both with each other. As soon as I lifted my hands and drank all the liquor inside my shot glass, Fatima spoke. "She's doing well. How about you? We should be the one who's asking you that." Technically, without Claudia everything is fucked up. Miserable. I wanted her by my side but she pushed me away. I became alcoholic again because of her yet I can't do anything about her. The doctor told me about her current situation and condition. She said the baby is weak and stressing her even more will make the baby leave us inside her womb and God knows how much I want to keep them both alive. It's fucking hard. I want to explain myself
Claudia Woods' Point of View"Goodness, Claudia!” My cousin Fatima asserted. Both of us are now inside our apartment. I went back here right after I woke up and the day after, I discharged myself and paid all my hospital fees. It took me a lot of money but I didn't mind. Instead, I like the idea of paying for it rather than someone else doing it for me. My taste got bitter. I wasn't expecting Zamir to show up while I was in the hospital. It shows that he no longer cares about me and nothing matters to him other than his organization. "Why do you suddenly want to move out?" Fatima muttered which made me a little uneasy. She doesn't know about it yet but she isn't asking questions. "Why can't we? I have enough money." As soon as I said that, it was when Fatima rolled her eyes at me. Both of us were sitting in our living room, feeling hungry. I was scrolling through my phone as I was craving for Korean food and buffalo wings. It's been awhile since the last time I ate that. Fatima