“You're early today.”Cara leaned her hip against the kitchen island as she crossed her arms, watching me.“Yeah, I figured I'd drop by at the grocery store.” I answered while placing the bags full of groceries on the kitchen island table. She raises a brow questioningly at me, urging me to explain why I was actually here rather than at work.I sigh before speaking. “I got suspended for being tardy consecutively so I was sent home early today. I won't be working for a few days.”I was sad about my suspension and it’s only a matter of time that Hudson would fire me. Good luck finding someone who could replace me. I endured his shit for a long time now. He stole a lot of my credits, my ideas. I couldn’t do anything about it because I was scared I’d lose my job. Still, it’s hard to find a company these days that actually pays well. I thought bitterly.“Hmmn.” Her eyes continued to watch me. I set all the groceries and put everything in the fridge and shelves, arranging them in an orderl
Almost halfway through the bottle, Franco came in with food; pizza and chicken. I was too late to realize what I was doing when I invited him to sit with us and drink. I shouldn’t have done that since obviously I wasn’t the boss here. Just because I;m getting chummy with the queen herself doesn’t mean I have to act like the boss, too. Franco suppressed a smile, turning towards the kitchen and grabbing a couple of beers. He walked back to us, placing the beers on the center table before making himself comfortable on the armchair placed on Cara’s side. Cara gladly took the bottle of beer for herself.I was momentarily dumbfounded since I didn’t exactly expect that. I admit that I find them strange from time to time. I didn’t expect a mafia to act this way- not like I’ve seen a lot of them. There was one. Maxwell Reed and his men- the man who made my life took a complete 180 turn. Granted, Cara’s ways were worse but that’s when you antagonize her. However, when you don’t, she is… nice.
I was curious last night what she meant about having a long day today when I had told her that I was suspended for a few days from work. I guess now I know. She had me train for the whole fucking day.She woke me up past six, demanding me to dress up so we could warm up and then ordered me to make breakfast for her. As soon as I opened my eyes, I felt a huge headache coming. I don’t think I want to get up with this annoying hangover. But of course, Cara would have dragged me out of the bed either way.A few hours of training made my whole body completely sore. It wasn’t even the training itself that had made my muscles throbbed in agony. It was the countless times Franco beat me up or threw me on the floor- ungraciously, I might add.I still didn’t want to spar with Cara regardless if she could have done the same with her men or even better. The thought of accidentally hurting her didn’t sit well with me. In the end, she just watched me get beaten up many times. If I’ve known that the
The crowd dispersed as soon as Cara stepped into the club. For a weekday, the club sure is full. We were met with sweaty bodies and the smell of cigars and alcohol. Everyone seemed to stop whatever they were doing once their eyes met her. She tends to have that kind of effect on everyone. Men and women seem to be in a trance by the mere sight of her. I slowed my steps, falling behind. I felt so small as I walked beside her. The looks just added to the list of my many insecurities. I stayed behind her and let her lead. Her men, as always, will just be in the corner watching and observing. They’re always quick when something’s going to happen.Cara suddenly stopped in her tracks when she found her friend who was standing in the corner of the bar, a couple of meters away from us. She directed me to wait for her at the bar before walking towards the man who was grinning at her all the while. I took a seat on one of the stools as I watched them from a distance. The guy was familiar like
We kissed, we danced. I’ve forgotten what the hell I was mad about. She erased all those uncertainties and replaced it with giddiness. I wasn’t much of a dancer but fuck if I didn’t enjoy grinding against her and her plump ass.She had been so teasing. My pants feel tighter, my aching shaft all hard about to burst. I was sporting a hard on all the while when we were dancing. At one point, I almost took her here on the middle dance floor. To hell with other people. They're pretty much doing the same thing anyway. But I restrained myself knowing this woman deserves better.Still, I couldn’t restrain myself from kissing her luscious lips, her neck, shoulders, her hands, her head. Fuck I’m crazy about her. Her scent clouded my mind like a drug. I can’t stop worshiping her like a fucking goddess that she is. The sexual tension led us to her room in her bed. For a change, we were doing it slowly, taking our time to feel and worship each others’ bodies. To my complete surprise, it was the f
I could feel eyes everywhere watching us, especially my two closest friends. Despite knowing that, I tried hard not to feel affected by their looks and stood quickly from my seat. I heard gasps from them as I grabbed her wrist and dragged her towards the pantry. I locked the door so no one could come in.“I don’t think it’s even a coincidence why you’re here.” I said as I turned around frantically to face her. Her roguish smirk was steady on her face, head held high, a hand on her hip. “What are you doing here?” I repeated while approaching her closer."I came here to do a little business."I just look at her steadily."Well, don't look at me like that." I shrug. "I don't know. I just find it hard to believe you're doing just a little business."She laughs. "Of course, I am. What do you expect?"I raise a brow."Just making sure things are in my favor." She shrugs while looking around. “Do you know why that so-called manager of yours has the power to harass you?” She asked, changing
After walking them out of the office, I went back straight to my cubicle. I walked with hurried footsteps knowing everyone’s eyes were on me. I immediately felt embarrassed thinking if they heard us from the pantry. Aiden and Miles crowded my space as soon as I sat down on my chair. Their wheels squeakily turned as they scooched their chairs closer. “Bro, what the fuck.” Aiden remarked. “She’s roses, isn’t she?”Miles shakes his head. “She is roses.” He confirms it himself. “It’s exactly the scent when she came here for you. Fuck, man. Why the hell didn’t you tell us you’ve been hiding an angel all this time?” He said almost dreamily while Aiden was beside me grinning like a fool. Even they did not escape Cara’s charm.“It’s a long story, okay.” I defend. I try so hard stop myself from letting out a huge fucking stupid smile. I’m walking on air right now, still in disbelief that Cara came for me. All the more because of our shenanigans.“Well, come on. Tell us.” Aiden urged. “Where
DylanSurprisingly, the day went by without someone demanding an overtime. I managed to go home a bit earlier than usual. I gotta admit, going home without working extra hours felt fucking great. It was not only that which was surprising. I came home to a place filled with chatter and laughter. It was the first time that I heard noise in the penthouse. It’s usually very quiet when I get home because no one is around.Everyone went quiet as soon as they sensed my presence. All three heads turned to me. I frowned when I saw someone who’s unfamiliar. I don’t remember him at the party either. Cara smirked as soon as she saw me and called me tesoro. I walked towards her automatically. What made me curious though was Franco’s reaction when he immediately saw me. His eyes widened in surprise and he acted awkwardly as he was put in a tight spot. He was trying hard not to be obvious about it although I could already sense it. I found it very strange and it didn’t settle right with me. “Who’
Cara“Ciao… fratello mio.”Vassily stilled at the sound of my voice. The door of his office paused midway from closing, his hand froze.I smirked at his reaction. I never caught him by surprise despite my random appearance.“Is something the matter, Vassily?” The tone of my voice was smug and teasing and I knew he noticed that even with his back facing me.He slowly turned around, eyebrows knitted together in a frown. “What are you doing here, Cara?” He sauntered towards his desk, not happy that I was the one occupying it. “What are you doing here?” I returned his question with conviction. “Of all places you have business with, it had to be England, huh. Couldn’t you be more obvious enough?”“I thought I was trying to be.” He retorted mockingly, arms crossed in front of his chest as he stood in front of his desk. “You know what, why don’t you just answer my question instead considering you already know mine.”I let out a sardonic smirk. “Let her go.”For the first time in my life, I
Seeing that she wasn’t moving from her spot, I got up and strolled towards her. Sleep abandoned me as soon as I saw her.I stopped a foot away from her. I reached for her face and paused midway when she looked away, evading my touch. I was caught by surprise but I didn’t think deeply of it. I knew she had a long night. I didn’t want to be naggy about it. Being with her is all that I need.“I’ll prepare a bath for you.”Cara stripped her clothes as soon as the water was warm, filled with her favorite scent. I longed to join her in the bathtub. By the cold look on her face, she wasn’t in the mood. She didn’t even care to wipe the blood off her face. She just sat there submerged in the water. Ignoring my overthinking, I stripped off my clothes and braved myself to join her. As soon as I settled myself behind her, I washed off the stain from her face and body. All the while, she was still and I wondered what’s on her mind why she was acting like this. I hoped it wasn’t because of me beca
“Why are you staring at me like that?” Franco asked while munching on his breakfast that I had made for him. I guess I was used to cooking for them back in New York. When I saw him coming into the kitchen, I offered him breakfast right away.He was smirking when he asked and I knew he knew why I’m staring at him like that.“You deliberately sent me right in to him, didn’t you?” I crossed my arms to my chest.“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He was trying to act innocent but his eyes said differently.“What if that guy murdered me in here in cold blood? He looks like he won’t hesitate to kill me.” I said to make him feel guilty.“And yet you weren’t even hesitant to show your possessiveness.” He teases. Warmth spread all over my face at his comeback. He sighs before speaking seriously this time. “Truthfully, he was already getting on our nerves. He pissed off most of the men here. If he wasn’t our boss’ business partner, we would’ve slit his throat.”“And why exactly isn’t Car
“You’re right. I am not.” I answered, studying him. “I’m sorry. Are you looking for Cara? I’ll go get her-”He cut me off by abruptly standing and taking his steps until he reached my front. I felt pissed at the blatant disrespect.“You must be one of her playthings. Is that why she denies me?” He said it so calmly as if he didn’t just insult me. His eyes were scathing and searching for something that he knew he’s better at. I clenched my fists, controlling my anger. Who the fuck is this guy? In the back of my mind, I have a hunch why he’s here and who he is in her life. “Excuse me? Who the fuck are you anyway to say that?” I almost growled at him. If I’m not careful, I don’t know what he's going to do. If he’s Cara’s guest then he must be some big shot working with her. And this guy obviously has a thing for my woman. It was too late to realize that I already let out a cuss. He scowled at me and in the next second, he raised his arm obviously to hit me but stopped midair when Cara
“What?” He exclaimed as he pulled away from me with wide eyes. As if he had forgotten our mind blowing orgasm. “You love me?”I roll my eyes before replying. “I have always been in love with you. It's the reason why I easily spread my legs for you.”“Can you be serious for once?” He said with a frown. I knew he was doubting my answer.I laugh. “I assure you I’m serious about that.”He then pulled away to sit up. I moaned at the feeling when he withdrew his shaft from me. I grabbed his neck and pulled him back against me with a shattering kiss. He succumbed for a few seconds but then pulled away again and quickly sat up. “Cara, please… I really want to talk. You telling me you love me changes everything. I came here to say goodbye to you completely. I decided to accept that you will never feel the same way. But then this happened and here you are telling me you love me too.” I could see tears glistening in his eyes as he rambled. I sighed. “Is that so?” I paused for a second before c
I stare at her in shock. My tongue was lost for words. I tried to gather myself to speak and when I opened my mouth— she beat me to it by pressing her lips to mine. She pulled me closer, devouring my mouth like a hungry predator. I was still in shock and the fact that she suddenly kissed me, it took a while to register what was happening. It was too good to be true. I had to make sure so I pulled away.I pushed her gently. I felt the separation of our lips. It must be real. “Wait… Cara.” I watched her in a daze with my cheeks all flushed. My eyes traveled to every part of her face, especially her lips. Fuck.I’m kind of disappointed. She’s looking at me the same way she looked at me before she kissed me. Cold and unbothered. The kiss made me expect something… but I guess I was wrong.But then she pulled me again for a kiss– a hungry passionate one. I was taken aback by the force. I was overwhelmed, confused. I didn’t know what to do. I already said goodbye and this is not the respo
“Cara… please.” My voice is begging and desperate. She tightens her hold on my throat, I wheezed in both pain and surprise. She never goes beyond just holding my neck. This was the first time she instilled pain while holding me, not unless she’s furious. Do my feelings enrage her? Tears pooled in my eyes at the realization. She doesn’t feel the same way. She doesn’t want me.My hand clasped her wrist in an unhurried motion. I nodded at her. “I’ll go.” She then let me go.I stare at her for a while. Her cold look squeezed my heart in agony. I never thought I could love a woman this way. I couldn’t even fight with all I’ve got. What’s even my all when this woman already has everything… a lot more than I have? What’s a simple man like me offer her? Love is simply not enough.Wordlessly, I turned around. I stopped short as my hand clasped the handle. I remembered one of the small reasons why I was also adamant to be here. “By the way, please transfer the shares to your name. The company
I got up early in the morning for our usual run. A few weeks ago, Leandro offered to continue my training. He told me it would be good to vent out my emotions through sparring in which I agree. It also keeps me physically fit and maintains my shape.Ever since they started to convince me to go out and stop jailing myself inside my room, I’ve been out most of the time, hanging out with them, especially with Leandro. The guy was fun to be with. On the other hand, Damian had started calling him dad. He teased me that I should start to call him dad, too, which I tried. Both of us froze at the fact that it sounded uncomfortable and hilarious. Our relationship was leaning towards friendship rather than a father and son. We laughed about it and agreed that it’s better to call him by his name. Leandro calling me son doesn’t share the same feeling though so sometimes he calls me that. I’m also ashamed to admit that I’m slacking off at work. I only work a few hours a day and sometimes not. Iro
Weeks have gone by, my thoughts of her never wavered. I thought maybe a part of me has moved on by now. Whether it’d be big or small. And yet it felt like nothing had changed, I still feel the same way about her… deeply and irrevocably. Why can’t I love her any less?On the bright side, my relationship with Leandro was growing better. After I walked out of our talk that day in the park, he still came after me. He was relentless. He didn’t stop until he conveyed what he wanted to say. Even though I refuse to believe it, he still hinted that there was a reason why Cara did what she did and it was for my benefit and so as for my family. This is probably one of the reasons why it’s so hard for me to move on, aside from the fact that she’s my first everything. I’ve never desired anyone as much as I desired her. Even my feelings for Amilia couldn’t compare to her. I wasn’t this obsessed and sulky when I had feelings for her for a longer time. Mom was so happy that we were able to bond ag