Chapter 1

LARA just got home. She bought gifts from the mall for her family and friends in the Philippines. She puts the plastic bag on the wide table by the side of her sofa, then she walks straight to her kitchen to find food to eat. When she was at the mall a while ago, she surprisingly didn't feel hungry, but now she's home, she suddenly craves something to eat. She opens the refrigerator from her left side to find something to eat. Her eyes stop when she sees an egg tray. She doesn't know why, but she suddenly craves it, so she immediately gets the eggs from its tray. The eggs aren't particularly large, but they're fulfilling enough to satisfy her hunger. She hurriedly opens the gas stove, then she finds a kettle to be used to boil the eggs.

Then, out of nowhere, she just finds herself singing this song,

"Eggs are round, eggs are round,

If you inhale its fragrance, you will be charmed by its smell.

Eggs are round. Eggs are round if you try to open them.

You will be captivated by its unique smell and can’t help but taste it. If you touch the inside, it’s soft and very tasty.

Eggs are round, eggs are round, don’t swallow them hurriedly.

You must try to smell its unique scent. Slice it in half.

Remember that eggs are round before you savor their delectable flavor.

Eggs are round."

Her smile widens when she realizes her craziness. She puts the kettle on, where the eggs are, and then she walks to her sofa, where the things she bought from the mall are placed. She opens the first plastic bag within her reach. She doesn't know if she will laugh at herself or feel ashamed because she is currently holding an XL brief. It's free from the package she just bought.

She reaches the edge of the left side of the brief, then she pulls them side by side, then she laughs loudly, but her laughter is interrupted when something falls from the brief she’s holding. Her eyes widened, and she immediately let go of the brief she'd been holding and picked up the strange thing from the floor. It's a condom. She shook her head. Why did the shop put a condom on her bags? Because of these silly things, she now felt how lonely being single is.

She felt curiosity fill her. She reached for the condom and then she brought it close to her eyes.

"XL," she whispered.

It is written on the label of the condom.

She just sees herself picking up the XL size brief and then she opens the XL size condom. She doesn't know if she will laugh or feel pity for herself for what she’s doing, she just measures the condom into the brief she’s been holding. She feels her cheeks burning hot because of the images that pop into her mind.

"Eh? What are you doing, Lara? You're such a pervert! " She shouted to herself, then she let go of the condom.

She let out a sigh, then sat properly. "But... Come to think of it, does that kind of size exist?"

She’s referring to the condom and then she lets out a sexy laugh because the images pop into her mind again.

"If such a size exists, it will undoubtedly reach the deepest part of the female productive system!" She laughs after saying those words.

A minute later she got herself back to normal, she tried to forget those silly things that kept popping into her perverted mind and she stood up and decided to take a bath. She decided to go into an exclusive bar to relax, after all, she’s single and ready to mingle. No one can stop her from doing whatever she wants to do because she’s free from the responsibility of asking permission from anyone.

She went into an exclusive bar as she planned. Tonight, she will make sure to hunt a man and make it her prey. She smiled when she remembered the XL size brief and condom.

"Does such a size exist?"

Her imagination goes wild again. She opened her bag and picked up the eggs she had cooked a while ago. She's thinking that the eggs will taste better with wine. After all, she’s far away from other customers; no one will notice her weirdness.

She opened the eggs. She removed the shells and then started to eat half of the egg. While she’s eating the egg, she also drinks her wine. She has drunk a lot of shots, but she wants more, so she tries to reach for the wine glass served by the waiter when someone grabs her hands and puts the wine glass away from her.

"You are alone but you drink wine as if it’s just like water, tsk!" an authoritative voice commended from her back.

She can’t be wrong; she knows who's the voice owner. She turns her head to make sure her intuition is telling the truth, and then her eyes stop on the man who is standing by her back. It’s Maximo Winston, her handsome and hot boss. She is unaware of the reason for his cold treatment of her. He’s annoying, demanding, and ignorant. He keeps complaining about her actions. She doesn't know, but he’s been very strict with her just like now. He’s now giving her criticism as if they were still in the company. She feels annoyed, but she manages to calm herself and smile at him.

“Oh, come on, Boss. We're not the company right now, so, chill, stop being uptight and relax,” she said while smiling and putting her hands on his shoulder.

MEANWHILE, Maximo's eyes go straight to her secretary, Ms. Lara. He doesn't know, but he becomes hot-tempered with her. She always knows how to boil her blood.

"Is that all her effect on you? Nothing more?" his mind asks him. He just found himself looking at his buddy down there. He shook his head to erase the lewd idea that had popped into his mind.

"She's only getting into my nerves, nothing more!" his response to his naughty mind.

"Keep telling that to yourself," his mind replied.

His thoughts were suddenly filled with his secretary's sexy curves and beautiful face. He could feel his big buddy go wild in his pants.

"Never! This is simply unacceptable--" His monologue was interrupted when he felt the woman's head lay on his shoulder. He looked at her and swallowed his saliva when he felt these unexplainable feelings again when they were near each other.

"Cut out your tongue, Sir?" his secretary commended.

"Let’s drink! Why are you so quiet? Let's drink!" This time she uses a commanding tone.

He ignores her, and a minute later he hears her crying like a baby.

"Why? All of my friends have been married with children, while I am single and lonely! It’s so unfair. Did you know that? " She complained.

He gets the wine glass into her hands and drinks the wine inside it. "Don’t worry, you will find your special someone someday," he calmly advises. He doesn't know where he got those weird words, but he just feels like expressing them.

Her eyes turned to him. "Really, sir?"

He shook his head. "Yes." His gaze turns to the glasses that have been used by her, and his lips twist when he realizes she’s drunk because she has been drinking a lot of wine. The glasses on the table are the evidence.

He let out a sigh then, "This is enough for now. I will take you home," he said, using a serious voice.

He holds her hands and pulls her to stand, but she resists. "NO! I don’t want to go home!" She shook her head like a kid.

"I want to drink! I want to drink more!" She insisted and let out a loud laugh.

He holds her two hands and then pulls her closer to him while his other hand supports his soft waist, so she could stand steadily.

"Stop it! You're such a pain in the neck, woman!"

She pushed him away from her and pointed her fingers at his face. "Boss, you are bad! Why are you always bullying me?"

Lara gets the attention of the people around her because of her drama. She looks like a woman who got bullied by a bad man, and that will be him in the eyes of the people around her. He pulls her closer to him again, but she keeps resisting. He holds her tightly until he drags her into his car, parked in the exclusive bar's parking lot. He let her sit in the front seat beside him. Her eyes are now closed and she’s whispering something, but he can’t understand her.

He decided to focus his attention on the road, but his secretary still got his attention. She’s now resting her head on the window of his car; it looks like she’s now peacefully asleep. That must be because she's drunk.

A smile plastered on his lips. He knows he’s been hard on her. There’s just something different about Lara that he can’t explain. She’s pretty, yes, there’s no doubt about that, but he doesn't want to mess with her. She’s his secretary and this weird feeling he felt should not be known. Now he realizes that must be the reason why he keeps pushing her; it’s because he doesn’t want to hurt her because of his desire. He doesn’t want to make a mistake; he can see her potential and her dedication to her job, and he doesn’t want to ruin that. He would rather make her hate him for being cold than hurt her by his actions and his desire to own her.

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Binibining Mary