“Is something wrong?”
“No, Mommy, it’s just…” The child paused and frowned even more. “You’ll be busy with work, and I’ll be busy with school.”
“My child, I know you’re just worried about me, but I will always support you in everything you do. I’ll finish my work quickly so I can come home and play games with you, okay? That’s Mommy’s promise.”
Rosa noticed her son smiled again and held onto her arm.
“Promise, Mommy, okay? You just made a promise!”
“Everything for you, my child. Alright, we’re here now,” Rosa said as she turned off the car engine and grabbed her son’s bag from the side. “Take a few deep breaths, and don’t worry. The people here are kind.”
Brent took a deep breath and looked at her. She could tell the nervousness in his eyes had eased a little, even though he had been visibly anxious when they left home.
“Your sister Gigi will be the one to pick you up, alright? Never go with strangers. Something bad might happen.”
“Yes, Mommy! Let’s go! I’m so excited!” Brent shouted joyfully as he got out of the car.
Once they stepped out, they immediately saw many students Brent’s age and cars parked outside the school.
They walked toward the classroom, and Rosa noticed how spacious it was. There were plenty of books, toys, and even a playground outside. Deep inside, Rosa felt nervous, worried something might happen to her son.
“Mommy, I think that’s our teacher. I’ll go ahead now,” Brent said, about to leave when Rosa gently grabbed his hand.
She knelt on the ground and kissed her son on the forehead.
“Don’t forget to eat your lunch, and remember that I love you very much,” Rosa whispered, hugging him tightly.
“I love you too, Mommy. Always be careful, okay? I’ll wait for you to come home later.” Brent kissed her cheek, waved goodbye, and ran toward his classroom.
Rosa hadn’t even realized she was tearing up. She took a deep breath and smiled, knowing her son had grown so much.
“Hello, is that your son?” A woman approached her, pointing at Brent. “Your son is so handsome. I hope he becomes friends with mine.”
“Oh, yes. My son’s name is Brent Melandez. How about yours?”
“Colette Torres,” the woman paused briefly before saying, “Oh, sorry, I haven’t properly introduced myself. My name is Miya Torres.”
“Mine’s Rosa Melandez.”
They shook hands, but a sudden silence made the moment awkward.
“Oh, sorry, Miya. I just realized I need to go. I have work to do. But it’s nice meeting another parent,” Rosa said, glancing at her watch.
“No worries. I’m glad to meet you, too. I also have to head to the office. See you around, Rosa!” They waved goodbye and quickly walked toward their respective cars.
Rosa left the school swiftly, her mind shifting to work. She needed to come up with ideas for their upcoming designs, especially since the review of their dress collection was fast approaching.
But until now, she hadn’t thought of a theme or even a single design.
In just 15 minutes, she arrived at the parking lot. She quickly rode the elevator and pressed the button for the 9th floor.
It was only 8:00 a.m., but she could already feel her nerves kicking in, especially since she was about to meet her boss. She hated meetings with higher-ups; they always made her feel like she’d done something wrong, even when she hadn’t.
For the past few days, she had been training in another location and observing the company’s past works. Today was her first official day at her new workplace, which added to her anxiety—having a meeting on her very first day.
“Hi, ma’am. I don’t know your favorite coffee or preference, but I made this one,” a beautiful woman approached her, holding a cup of coffee. “The boss is already in his office. You can meet him now.”
“Oh, yeah. Thanks for the coffee, Vrest. I’ll drink this later after our meeting. You can head back to your station now,” Rosa replied with a smile as she organized her things in her office.
Vrest left the office while Rosa prepared herself by the mirror. She was wearing white long sleeves paired with a skirt and black high heels. The outfit suited her perfectly, and she added a touch of red lipstick to leave a strong impression.
“I guess this is me,” she muttered to herself, forcing a smile as she looked in the mirror.
She left her office, carrying a briefcase just in case she needed to present something to her boss. Standing in front of the door, she took a deep breath to calm herself before knocking three times and entering.
“Good morning, Sir. I’m Rosa Melandez, the new hire,” she greeted while standing in front of the desk.
The chair was still turned away from her, making her even more nervous since she hadn’t seen her boss’s face. She feared he might suddenly throw papers at her or scold her for something she hadn’t even done.
“Well, it’s good to see you here, Miss Rosa,” a voice said.
The chair slowly turned around, revealing a handsome man wearing glasses. Rosa suddenly felt a sense of familiarity, as if she had met him before, but she couldn’t quite place where.
“I’m Trojack Yddro, the President of this company. I guess you already know me, huh?” he asked with a smirk.
“For clarification, I don’t think I know you personally, Mr. Yddro. But I think I’ve heard your surname before,” Rosa replied.
Trojack stared at her intently before standing up.
“Do you know why I called you here?” he asked.
“To be honest, I think you wanted to clarify something with me before I start my work. I know this might seem a little rude, but can we just go straight to the point, Mr. Trojack?” Rosa said, gripping her briefcase tightly.“Did you even know that I’m not the actual owner of this company you’re about to work for? Or are you just playing hard to get?” Mr. Trojack replied with a slight smirk.“Wait, what do you mean?” Rosa asked, her face reflecting confusion. At that moment, she began to realize who was standing before her.The grandson of Madame X.“Let’s have dinner with my grandmother later, 7 PM. Don’t be late, and don’t refuse. I’ll pick you up at your place. You can bring your child. That’s all—you may leave now,” he said bluntly before turning his back and ignoring Rosa entirely.Rosa left the office, knowing full well that she couldn’t decline. She had no choice but to face Madame X herself, hoping to finally put an end to the so-called repayment that her mother owed years ago.
"Is there anything I can help you with?" Rosa asked simply, leaning against the wall."I guess," Trojack paused and took a deep breath. "I know you're hesitant to attend the dinner tonight, but I hope you reconsider. My grandmother really wants to meet you and your son.""What if I decide not to go?" Rosa replied, her tone cautious."This is a request, a favor. Just come to the dinner, and I’ll ensure your safety until you get home. My grandmother doesn’t bite," Trojack said with a small smile, trying to lighten the mood. Rosa sighed deeply and looked into his eyes.She could tell he genuinely wanted her to come, especially for his grandmother’s sake. However, she couldn’t shake off the guilt at the thought of attending. It felt like she would owe them something in return for their kindness."It’s just that," Rosa frowned, "I’m not the type of person who enjoys accepting help from others, especially when it feels like a debt. I appreciate the thoughtfulness of your grandmother, but I
“Well,” Rosa paused, “she suddenly caused a scene here, claiming she was the first one to take the seat. She started screaming at me, so I had no choice but to fight back. That’s when he suddenly showed up and told her that she’s suspended for a week. He even told her to report to HR.”The two women shared a soft laugh while exchanging glances.“That’s just how Penny is. Everyone hates her, actually. She’s the reason the previous head designer got fired. She spread a rumor that the woman was…” Flara suddenly looked left and right, then leaned closer to Rosa’s ear. “…having an affair with another employee. Because of that, the head designer was fired right away. It was sad since she also had a child to raise.”“What was her reason for doing that?”“They say Penny hates people who talk back to her. The previous head designer had a personality similar to yours. I think they clashed over work, and the designer was just correcting her. But Penny took it personally. Knowing how quiet and we
+++++5:58 P.M.“I already clocked out!” Flara yelled as she suddenly barged into Rosa’s office without any warning.“What’s wrong with you? We’ve still got two minutes left. What you did is against the rules. You’re such a fool.”“Duh,” Flara said as she walked casually. “I didn’t actually clock out yet. Do you think I’d risk getting kicked out just because I wanted to go home early?”“Oh my goodness, Flara. You’re unbelievable. You’ll do anything just to get fired.”Suddenly, there was a knock on Rosa’s office door. Both of them turned to see who it was.“Can we talk, Miss Rosa?” a man’s voice said.“You can come in,” Rosa replied.Trojack entered the office, and Rosa was surprised. He hadn’t mentioned that he was coming.“I think that’s my cue. I’ll leave,” Flara said softly, feeling a bit awkward, then exited the office.“How can I help you, Sir Yddro?” Rosa asked politely.“Can we leave now? I can wait outside your house. My grandmother wants to see you tonight before she leaves
“Mommy?” Brent asked again as he stared at his mother, who seemed lost in thought while looking at Trojack.“Did I interrupt you two?” Trojack asked, smiling a little.“Uh, well,” Rosa paused, trying to think of something else to say. “Would you like to come inside?”“Since you’re inviting me, why not?” Trojack replied with a small smile.Brent’s happiness was clear on his face. His eyes widened, and he barely blinked as he gazed at the tall man in front of them.They all went inside together, and Rosa guided Trojack to sit down on the sofa.“I’ll change my son’s clothes first. You can wait here for a moment. Do you want anything? Juice? Coffee?” Rosa asked with a warm smile.“Thank you for asking, but I’m fine. I already had some coffee earlier,” Trojack responded, settling on the sofa.Rosa went to the kitchen with her giggling son, Brent, and searched for Gigi, the house helper.“Gigi, we have a guest. Could you talk to him for a while or see if he needs anything?” Rosa whispered s
“W-what was that?” Rosa asked in a trembling voice, tears streaming down her face as she hugged her child tightly and covered his ears.“I am not sure either,” Trojack whispered. “But whatever it was, I will find out myself.Trojack took out his phone and started typing. Rosa did not bother to check who he was talking to or what he was saying. The only thing on her mind was how they could escape from the chaos surrounding them.A few moments later, they heard the sound of a police car approaching. However, Rosa still did not feel assured. She was unsure whether they were truly safe or not.Trojack suddenly stood up and whispered softly, “Don't worry, I’ll just check, okay?”Rosa simply nodded in response and watched as he walked toward the gate.She heard a police car stopping right in front of their gate. Trojack was already speaking to the officers when she glanced outside.He allowed the police officers to enter, and Rosa remained standing with her child.“Hi, this is the police. W
As soon as the elevator doors opened, they were met with a grand hallway filled with large doors. The place was so elegant that every corner seemed to shine, reflecting their images as if they were inside a mansion."Are you guys okay?" Trojack asked as they stepped out of the elevator.Rosa nodded, still in awe. "Y-yeah, I'm just amazed at how beautiful this place is.""Mommy, it feels like we're rich! Look! I can even see my face on the floor!" Brent giggled as he stared down, fascinated by the polished tiles."That’s right! My handsome little boy looks even more dashing here." Rosa laughed, holding Brent’s hand as they continued walking down the hallway.Each door had a number, making it easier for them to find their destination.Trojack adjusted his shirt slightly before knocking on the door. A waiter, neatly dressed with a towel over his arm, opened it."Is this Mr. Yddro?" the waiter asked politely."Yes," Trojack responded."Welcome. Please, come this way." The waiter pushed op
"Marry him, and that's all I ask, Rosa," the old woman said calmly, their eyes meeting.Rosa felt nothing but shock and confusion. How could this be my mother’s request?How could she decide who should I marry?Rosa stopped walking and said, "That cannot be my mother’s request. That is impossible, especially since she is not the type of person who would dictate what I should do with my life," she said firmly."I know you do not want to marry someone you do not love either. I have been there," the old woman paused. "But Trojak is the only grandson who can continue our family’s lineage. Your mother really wanted me to arrange this marriage to protect you. That is all she said.""How? How would marrying someone protect me in the future?" Rosa looked away and continued walking, but she slowed her pace.Their heels echoed in the empty hallway, each step producing a rhythmic sound that was strangely satisfying."You know, your mother was the most unpredictable person I have ever met in my l
Her face was blushing, thinking of the reasons she could give Trojack, especially if his grandmother found out about what happened between them, the same day she was hospitalized.Rosa stood up from the bed, put on her clothes, and even fixed the bed. It was such a mess, and she couldn’t leave the room with the place still looking like that. The bed was a reminder of the pleasurable moment they shared.She was about to leave the room when she remembered that Trojack was waiting for her in the restroom, waiting for her signal to come out. She walked toward the door, then shouted.“U-uhm, it’s okay!” That’s all she could think of saying, and she immediately went downstairs to cook.She was surprised to find her son in the living room with Gigi, unboxing some of their things and clothes.“Mommy, kuya Jerome said he went to my school and told them there was an emergency. The teacher also said I can be late today,” her son said happily, running towards her as she stepped down the stairs.“
As the morning sunlight peeked through the large windows, Rosa opened her eyes and immediately felt a headache. She was about to move when she noticed that her whole body was sore, and she realized she was naked.She couldn’t remember anything, and when she turned to her side, she saw that someone was lying next to her. As she rolled to the other side, she saw that it was Trojack, who was also naked.She glanced down, her eyes widening when she saw the tangled sheets and smelled the faint scent of whiskey around them. It wasn’t strong, but she knew what had happened. It wasn’t just an assumption anymore.They had sex last night.Slowly, Rosa started to remember some of the events from the previous night. Although it wasn’t clear, she knew her mind wasn’t delusional enough to create those memories. The evidence of what they did was right there.Rosa was about to get up from the bed when Trojack suddenly opened his eyes slowly. Their gazes met, and a realization dawned on him. They just
As he leaned down, he whispered softly, “I’ve never felt this way before. It just felt right, Rosa,” he growls then gazes at her with his dick out and hard.“T-that’s,” Rosa gulps as she sees his big cock out through the moonlight seeping through the window. Even though there were no open lights, and she can see how it wants to be tamed.How it wants to be inside her.Trojack looked at Rosa and grinned. “It wants to be in you. I want to feel you, my love,” he whispered, his voice full of honesty.“B-but, I think I can’t take all that.” She felt her own emotions rising, she can’t figure out how it will fit inside lalo na sa ganoong kalaki at nagagalit na alaga niya.“I’ll be gentle,” he assures her as he kissed her cheek, “can I taste you, my love?” Rosa stared at him and she muttered flirty, “My mother didn’t raise a quitter.”He kissed her on the lips while his other hand was holding his weapon, gently moving it in her up and down. She moans as she felt his tip circling outside of h
Then, Rosa paused as she stared at his lips. "Make me yours."The kitchen, which was once quiet, was now filled with the tension of passion. The scent of whiskey lingered, mixing with the warmth of their bodies. The only barrier between them was the fabric of their clothes.They were playing a silent game—whoever initiated the first touch would lose. There were no words, just intense desire. They could feel each other’s presence, their breaths mingling, their hearts pounding, oblivious to their surroundings.Her breathing became quick and shallow as their lips met again in a deep and soul-stirring kiss. The taste of whiskey lingered, mingling with something sweet. It felt like they had finally found something they had been longing for all their lives.“Wait, do you like me, Mr. Yddro?” she whispered, her hand traveling over his chest, her fingers lightly brushing against the fabric of his shirt.He smiled softly, his thumb brushing her cheek. “I don’t like you,” he paused, his eyes tr
In less than a minute, Trojack arrived."Let's go. The detective told me that they are going to handle this case," he paused and exhaled, "we should go get some rest, especially since it’s already late at night."Rosa nodded and looked at her son before sighing. "Where will we go now? If someone was brave enough to shoot your grandmother, what about our lives?""You can stay at my house for now if you’d like. My assistant will get your things. You should move in temporarily. It is not safe out there," he said gently, offering them shelter.She hesitated for a moment, her eyes filled with uncertainty. But since they had no choice and it was safer to be with someone who could protect them, she accepted his offer.His offer was the only hope they had, especially in this moment of crisis and fear. She also thought that Trojack needed company, especially since his grandmother was in the hospital."We will stay at your house for the time being, but Gigi has to come with us. We won’t go unle
"Let's talk outside, if it's okay, Miss Rosa," the detective said while looking at her. "I’ll accompany Brent while you talk. Don’t worry," Trojack chimed in, smiling at Brent. "Be a good boy, okay? Eat first, this will take a while," Rosa reminded her son. She smiled at him before leaving the room with the detective. As soon as the door closed, the detective looked at her again. "Let's talk in that room. My colleagues have already checked it, and it is vacant. This way, we can get this over with, and you can rest," he said, pointing to the room in front of them. "Y-yeah, sure," Rosa replied. She just wanted to rest. When they entered the room, there was barely any furniture, only a table and some chairs. The space was clean and empty. "Let's sit down," the detective invited, observing her closely. "Are you okay with this setup?" "Yes." "Okay." He paused, then pulled out a recorder, some papers, and a pen. "Is it okay if I record our conversation?" "Yes. I don't se
"My name is Detective Turner," he said. "Your grandmother is already safe, and there are police officers on duty around her room and throughout the hospital." He paused and looked at both of them. "We just need to know where you were and who could possibly have done this. Can we talk for a minute inside this room, ma'am?"Trojack replied, "Shouldn’t she clean herself up first? Look at her, she’s covered in blood. What if her son sees her like this? Can you explain it to him?" His voice was clearly frustrated."Sorry, my bad," the detective said. "I’ll bring some towels and clothes for you. We’ll talk to your son while you change. You can change first, and then we’ll proceed with the questioning." The detective quickly left, and soon some staff members came over with towels."Hi, my name is Hara. Let’s clean up, shall we?" A woman in a police uniform approached Rosa.Rosa looked at Trojack, waiting for him to say it was okay for them to separate for a moment and for her to go with the
Rosa's lips parted, as if she was about to say something, but before she could, there was a violent, sharp sound, like lightning. As she heard the loud bang, she saw a hole in Gloria’s chest, and her eyes were wide open.In less than two seconds, the old woman fell to the floor, and this made Rosa panic."Help! Please, help!" Rosa screamed as she rushed to Gloria, who was lying on the ground. Her eyes widened in horror as she saw blood seeping from Gloria’s red dress, soaking into the fabric.Rosa was about to type to search for help when Gloria grabbed her by the arm. Gloria gave her a big smile and said, "Don’t leave, just stay. You will find people who will love and accept you. I’ll say hi to your mom… h-ha," she whispered, her voice barely audible. She tried to speak more, but all that came out was a shallow breath, a soft groan of pain.She felt so weak, so cold."Gloria, please!" Rosa screamed again, her voice cracking. "No! Please, stay with me!"But Gloria couldn’t hear her an
Gloria didn’t need to ask for clarification. Deep inside, she already knew that this wasn’t about just one person’s love. It was something deeper, something Rosa had been struggling with for a long time. The silence between them stretched for a few seconds before Gloria took a deep breath.“You know, my dear,” Gloria finally said, her voice low and steady, “that’s not an easy question to answer. But there is one thing I am sure of—love is not about whether you deserve it or not. Love has no such conditions.”Rosa shook her head, her shoulders stiffening. She folded her arms across her chest as if trying to hold herself together because she felt like she could break down any second. “I don’t know… after everything that happened, especially in the past five years. I am not a perfect person, but what did I ever do to deserve such betrayal? My own friend Sheena and even my stepsister planned to ruin me,” her voice cracked, and tears started rolling down her cheeks.“Rosa,” Gloria said gen