I followed Miguel angrily after he turned away from me. He opened the car door for me without looking back. I got inside without acknowledging him. He sighed before starting the car engine. "Fasten your seat belt, Ma'am Caroline," Miguel told me in a cold tone, which startled me. I glanced at him. His gaze was fixed on the road. I immediately followed what he said and just looked out the window.The ride was quiet. It was late at night, yet sleep still eluded me. I couldn't shake off what Miguel said before we left. He knew I didn't respond to Alexander and I never would. I didn't know what prompted him to say that. "Alexander is your boyfriend. Do I need to remind you of that?" I kept replaying his words in my mind. I discreetly glanced at Miguel while contemplating if I said something wrong earlier, causing him to act cold towards me."You shouldn't have bought those things for Michelle," Miguel broke the silence. He briefly looked at me before focusing back on the road. "I ca
I sat on the swivel chair, occasionally checking if my friends had unblocked me. I don't know if I said or did something wrong for them to behave this way towards me. They blocked me without giving any explanation. I gritted my teeth when I saw my mother calling. I took a deep breath before answering her call. "What are you doing, Caroline? Alexander told me everything. He said you're refusing to go on a date with him. He's your-" "He's what? My boyfriend?" I interrupted her. I took a deep breath and smiled. "He's not my boyfriend, Mom. Why are you so insistent on that guy? I'm tired of arguing with you." "He's your boyfriend, Caroline. It would help if you dated him. That's an order from your mother! Or else -" "Or else, what? Are you threatening me to take all my cards or block them all? Don't you have any other reason, Mom? Even if you take all my money, I don't care! I won't date him!" I exclaimed angrily. "We need him, Caroline! We need their help for our company! We're on
Two weeks have passed since I last saw Miguel. He's on leave to help his mother take care of Michelle. I wanted to visit the hospital, but I couldn't leave as Alexander was always following me. For now, Mr. Berto is my temporary bodyguard and driver while Miguel is away. Alexander now picks me up and drops me off whenever I finish work late. Alexander's sudden change surprises me. I never thought I could spend a week with him without arguing or raising my voice at him. I'm still getting used to all his actions. I am pleased with the positive feedback from my coworkers about Alexander. Even they are surprised because he always smiles when they greet him. "Hi, Love. How was your work?" Alexander asked as he kissed my forehead. He had just returned from the rehabilitation center. "It's okay," I replied while focusing on my laptop. "Are you hungry? I'll order our food." I looked up at him. He was already seated on the couch. "I want to eat pizza," I said and returned my gaze to my l
"Miguel..." I tried to interject with logic, but it came out as a moan. I placed my hand on his shoulder. His kisses returned to my lips, but this time with more intensity. His right leg is now positioned between my thighs, hitting a sensitive spot. With his passionate kisses, I reciprocated eagerly. I lost myself in the moment, not even realizing that I instinctively moved my waist to feel him more. "Miguel, we're in the..." my rational mind attempted to protest, but it was the last straw. His response was to lift me onto my table. There was barely enough space, and things were falling off, but he didn't care. He placed me on the table without hesitation. I cursed in my mind as I thought about the documents I still needed to read. "Is this what you wear when you're with your boyfriend?" I swallowed hard. He tightened his grip on me. "No. He's not my boyfriend. You know I don't like him." I blinked rapidly, feeling a flutter of anticipation. His hand moved from my waist to the s
I looked at myself in the large mirror before leaving the office. "My suit is so wrinkled," I said to Miguel as we entered the elevator. He took off his suit and handed it to me. "You can wear my coat," he said, draping it over my shoulders. "This wouldn't have been wrinkled if you knew how to control yourself," I glanced at him. His hand slipped into his pants pocket. He chuckled. "Why didn't you stop me? I'm not the only one who couldn't control myself, Caroline." I raised an eyebrow at him. "It's fair now. We're fuck buddies, as you said. We can't just do that whenever you want. I have needs too." I gave him a stern look. "Be careful with your words. Someone might overhear you." He just laughed at me. I rolled my eyes and put on his coat. The elevator rang, and the doors opened. Miguel stepped out first, and I followed. I walked quickly, noticing that the surroundings were getting darker. I held onto Miguel's arm. He furrowed his brow, looking at my hand tightly gripping hi
I continued to gaze at him, not expecting him to confess so soon."I like her, Caroline. But liking her is a big mistake," he said."Why? There's nothing wrong with loving someone," I remarked."We're not meant for each other. I thought I could easily forget my feelings for her when she went abroad. But no, I longed for Love Rein's presence back then.""Hey, you shouldn't have rejected her feelings for you. What if you were the reason why she went to another country to study? What if you admitted to her that you both felt the same? There might have been a chance for you two."I felt Miguel slow down the car. The surroundings were quiet, with only a few cars passing by."I have no intention of confessing to her. I chose to hide my feelings for her. She doesn't know I have feelings for her." "Maybe this is the right time for you to tell Love Rein how you truly feel, Miguel. This is your chance." Miguel shook his head. "It's too late. She's getting married." I bit my lower lip. Miguel
I first went to our home’s mini-bar to drink alcohol. I didn't like what Cecile said before she left the living room. I poured myself some whiskey. I drank it straight from the bottle without bothering to get a glass.I closed my eyes as I remembered what happened to Julian, my gay friend. He's gay but dresses like a man. He doesn't wear feminine clothes, so sometimes people mistake us for a couple when they don't know Julian's real gender.Julian works in our company as an accountant. Julian had just started his job when Alexander began pursuing me. Julian is aware of Alexander's actions. However, Alexander isn't aware that the man I'm always with when I go out shopping is gay. I had no idea that Alexander followed him, beat him, and almost killed him after finding out he was gay. I only found out about what happened to Julian when he went abroad for treatment.I took another gulp of whiskey from the bottle before returning it to the mini-bar. Until now, the pain of what happened to
I poured water into my glass and took a sip. I arranged my utensils. I felt hungry, but suddenly lost my appetite."I'm done. Enjoy your breakfast. I'll go change now," I said before standing up."You’re done already? Why did you eat so little? Are you on a diet?" Mommy asked, looking at my plate. "You need to eat well; you might get sick. What will Mr. Mercedez think? He might think I'm a neglectful mother."I sighed. I thought she was concerned about me. She was more concerned about what the Mercedez family would think if I got sick."I'm full now," I said with a smile."Don't worry about her, Mom. She's grown up; she can take care of herself," Cecile interjected before taking a sip of cold juice."Just let her go. She still has to work," Daddy said coldly. I just smiled at them before turning away."Anyway, she needs to work because she's not part of the—""Cecile!" Daddy snapped.I immediately looked at them. Cecile maintained her smile, one hand covering her mouth. I clenched bot