Chapter One

YJ Corporation, that company is one of the top corporation here in the Philippines. I still can't quite imagine that the first time I tried to apply in this country, I will be having a job right away, it's indeed pure luck. 

And now,

I, Veronica Kim from South Korea, just moved here in the Philippines and unexpectedly landed the job as a secretary. I also found the nearest and cheapest apartment. It's... quite scary because I'm too lucky right now, I'm afraid that later after all this luck I'm enjoying... something bad will happen. 

That happens every time you guys, so I'm just a little bit... over-thinking. 

"Hello, are you the one who's going to live on the tenth floor?" I almost jumped in fear when I heard a low and soft voice beside me. 

"Ah, yes ... hello, nice to meet you" I smiled at the old woman I saw in the elevator with me. 

I was still carrying my big bag right now, only now did I have the opportunity to move my things in my new place. 

When the elevator opened, I said goodbye to the old woman who happens to live upstairs. I bowed as the door closed.

'She's nice, is it weird if I hand her a small gift or rice cakes? Is it the same here when I was still in korea? nah, maybe next time.'

When I finally got into my unit, I tossed my bag around and dashed to the bed.

My eyelids are already heavy... The incoming call, on the other hand, caught me off guard.

Who will call me at this hour? I changed my phone number yesterday.

I nearly cursed at the top of my lungs as soon as I saw the caller.

'I forgot to turn off my data, dang, they called me on social media.' This is so bothersome! '

Do I really need to talk to them right now? I still don't want to hear or see them.

But they're still my parents, and I can't just ignore their calls.

Ugh! Why am I like this? They didn't even care or respect me, so why am I still so… weak when it comes to them?

I have no choice but to answer the phone, turning off the camera so I can only hear his voice… it will somehow lessen the pain and hatred I feel for them

"Where are you? Your Nanny said you haven't been home for a week? Your passport and documents are all missing, where the hell are you Veronica?" here he goes again, shouting like a barbaric man. 

I just stared at the ceiling while listening to him. I was too used to his shouting and barbaric tone that he's using every time he's talking to me. 

Before, I used to think that all parents talk to their children like this... but I soon understood that mine was unique. 

"Why are you looking for me? Mom didn't even make a fuss even though I've been missing Dad." I instantly shut my eyes when I heard a loud sound of something being broken on the other line.

He threw back his glass of wine which he often does when he's angry.

"Where are you? I told you! Just wait! Do you really have to do this ha? Your Aunt and I are getting married tomorrow! You're being a brat again! Go home, now!" I became irritated when I heard what he said.

He's getting married, so he wants me to come to his wedding and show his friends and family that we're still together despite the fact that he married another woman? They're all so self-centered that they didn't think about how I'd feel. 

"That's it, you're getting married tomorrow, you don't have to worry about me anymore Dad, just live happily with your new family, I don't really care anymore," I said, clenching my teeth.

I even heard him scream before I decided to end the call.

My dad is a Filipino and my mom is Korean. From the moment I thought about it, I witnessed their various fights as a couple, they didn't love each other ... They got married because I was born. So my Mom and Dad are very angry with me.

Is it my fault? I didn't want to be born into this world. If they don't like each other, why did they let their nonsense bear fruit? Why did they let me live when every day they would accuse me of a sin that I did not commit?

I don’t understand people who have children and then say it unintentionally. Irresponsible people with no control over themselves.

With so much stress, I couldn't sleep as I planned, I just wanted to drink so that their voices would disappear from my brain first.

I realized that I had arrived and was stationed at the bar near where I was staying.

"A bucket" I ordered from the waiter as I sat in the vacant seat.

I just watched the dancers while waiting. I was shaken when I saw a man, three or three women wrapped around his body.

I watched them for a long time, I was surprised and immediately averted my gaze when our eyes met.

When the wine arrives that’s where I focus, I want to forget. I knew it would only cause a headache, but even for a brief moment I wanted to rest my heart from the pain.

—————

Time passed when I barely noticed the mixed noise of people shouting along with the loud music. I'm already dizzy because of alcohol, but that hasn't stopped me from drinking recklessly. 

But when I tried to drink again, a large hand grabbed my arm and snatched the bottle of beer from me.

"What the!?" I yelled angrily as I turned around to see who it was.

"Stop drinking, you're already drunk," he said in his deep, baritone voice.

Pilit kong inaninag ang mukha niya ngunit wala na akong makita dahil sa sobrang pagkahilo. But, I have a hunch that it's him. 

I tried to look at his face, but because I was dizzy, I couldn't see it.

But I'm pretty sure it's him.

"You're the man who had three girls on his lap, right?" I asked, smiling as I looked up at him.

"Don't smile like that Sir, I'm weak to cute guys" 

I'm not sure what happened to me... 

Maybe it was the alcohol that gave me the 

courage to say such things.

My eyes widened as I felt his hand caress my waist. When his warm big hand nearly covered my entire waist, I flirtatiously bit my lower lip and shut my eyes.

 

"Ahh-" I let out a loud moaned when he pinned my body into his.

"Stop it," I said almost whispering, feeling the heat on my face with each caress he made.

"You want me to stop?" he whispered huskily, causing a strange tickle in my stomach.

This can't be! This is not right. I swear I will never make love or be swayed by a man who is not my husband. I don't want to be like my parents; I don't want to make the same mistakes they did.

"S-stop," I say as his hand reaches for my exposed thighs.

"You're so soft..." He whispered in my ear, making me tremble in pleasure.

 I pushed him when he suddenly made a move in between my thighs. 

My body is getting weak because of him and I can't help but notice the tingling sensation in between my tights.

When he suddenly moved, I was shocked when I felt a lump in his pants. 

"Look at me," he said as he stroked my chin gently, and the next thing I knew... We're devouring each other's lips.

I kept my eyes open to get a good look at him. His face is so close to mine, I shut my eyes when I felt his tongue roughly play inside my mouth.

 The taste of alcohol and cigarette in his mouth drowns me in pleasure even more.

"Ha–" I gasped as he let go of my lip.

He's still touching my lips and holding my waist, he's not planning to let me go. I can hear him catching his breath.

"You are breathtaking," he said, staring at me.

I was almost out of breath because of him. I had no idea that kissing someone could be so good and interesting.

"You... were my first kiss; I've never been in a relationship before, so I don't really know how to kiss; then you'll say that it was breathtaking?" I frown, annoyed by what he said.

Is he making fun of me? Is that a compliment, or is he mocking how I kissed earlier?

"Pfft. Stop frowning," he said as he stroked my brow. "You're being all cute and feisty, and it's making me want to take you home," I pouted my lips and closed my eyes as he caressed my cheek.

"No one has ever done this to me before," I exclaimed suddenly. "No one has ever done this to me."

My family was never the affectionate type, and I can't recall the last time I hugged them. I became emotional when I remembered how much pain I'm in right now because of my parents.

"Could you play with me? I... just want to be held for a little while," I asked him.

"Damn," he grumbles as he runs his tongue across my lips.

I close my eyes and cling to his arm and clothes, his kisses have become faster and more aggressive than earlier. 

When I felt the intensity as his kiss deepened, I closed my eyes tightly... It's painful but there was a good pleasure to that agonizing sensation.

"W-wait hmm—" he let go of my lips and pressed our foreheads together.

We were both gasping for air. I was shocked when he kissed my neck, so I quickly gripped his hand, which was also inside my dress.

"We can't do this ahh – here,"  I felt him touch my bottom and place me into the high chair. 

When I looked up at the bar counter, I noticed that the staff was already staring at us. Perhaps he saw what I was looking at and carefully supported me down the high chair.

"Let's get out of here," he said. 

—

The blaring sound of my alarm clock woke me up. My body got up quickly when I realized today is my first day of work.

"Ouch!" I moaned as I felt a pain in my hips and in between my thighs.

I hit my head when I felt the effects of a hangover. I remember getting drunk last night. Maybe that's why — oh my god.

I was taken aback when I realized the location was unfamiliar to me.

"Where am I?" I began to panic.

My eyes widened even more when I saw the clothes scattered across the floor. I looked down at what I was wearing, which was just a thin white blanket covering my entire body.

I hit my head, when the memory of what happened the night before came back to me. I remembered the man I was talking to last night at the bar.

"Crazy, you're crazy, Veronica," I said, lightly banging my head in annoyance.

I've never done anything like this before, no matter how much alcohol had influenced me.

I turned nervously to face the man behind me, who was still sleeping.

"I just had a one-night stand with this stranger; I'm going insane!" 

I was so angry with my parents, thinking that the two of them are irresponsible for doing something like this.

 I swore I wouldn't be like Mom, that I'd only do this to the man I'd love. But what exactly did I do?

What if I get pregnant by accident as well?

 "No .. I can't."  I cried, shaking.

"No... I can't," I cried, shaking my head.

"Hey, are you okay?" I backed away as he stood up and touched me.

"Yeah..." I answered as I looked at him.

 I stared at his face for a very long time.

 His alluring brown eyes, pointed nose, and cocky little smirk on his pink lips are... all sexy.

"If you don't stop staring at me, I'll assume you want another round," he smirked and licked his lips as he looked at me.

I rolled my eyes at him, and all he did was laugh softly.

 There was a long silence between the two of us. I'm not sure how he reacted or how he felt, but based on his playful grin earlier, he appears to be used to waking up in bed with an unknown woman.

 I have no idea what to do. I turned back to him, surprised to see that he was looking in my direction.

"I'm not a contraceptive user; did you use protection on me last night?" I was nervous when I asked him. 

"Of course, I always use— fvck," he said, his face becoming pale as he looked down beneath the blanket.

 He also searched the bedside table, trash can, floor, and bed, but there was no sign of plastic. 

I was lost when I realized he hadn't used

 protection.

 Based on the state of the bed, the severe pain in my hips and middle... 

It wasn't just once, twice, or three times

 that something happened to us. 

Still, there's no guarantee that we'll have a baby in just one night. 

But when the time comes, I'll think about what to do but now I have to go to work; today is my first day.

"I need to go." 

He grabbed my hand away as I stood up on the bed. His face and shoulders were still down when I looked at him.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to put you in jail," I said jokingly, tapping his arm.

He raised his head in surprise, then laughed. Tsk.

"I know you won't, but please accept my apologies..."

"Huh?" I shook my head, puzzled by what he said.

"I'm sorry for not using protection; I swear it's the first time I've forgotten to use it! I'm not sure how, but I always have it whenever I have a girl in bed, and I'm not sure why I didn't use some last night." He bowed and apologized sincerely.

"It's all right. We're both to blame for what happened last night." It's not just him who's wrong; it's also my fault for getting swayed by the pleasure. 

 "So? We're good?"  I nodded, his face became serious again.

 I felt him slightly squeeze my wrist.  

Why is he acting all nervous now? As if this is his first time, as far as I remember last night, he hugged a lot of women in his arms. 

 "What if you get pregnant?" this question made my chest throb.

"That's not going to happen; I need to get dressed, excuse me," I said as I jumped out of bed and dashed to the bathroom.

 Tears welled up in my eyes as I closed the bathroom door. I don't know how long I cried in the bathroom, but when I came out, he was still sitting on the bed, waiting for me.

"I'm sorry for taking so long," I say, avoiding eye contact with him.

I don't want him to see the swelling in my eyes from my crying lips.

"Wait for me, I'll deliver you." buy it deeply and seriously before entering the bathroom.

Why do I have to sit here and wait for you? As if we were obligated to meet after that day.

Despite my disgust, I hurriedly put on my wine-smelling clothes. When I was finished, I grabbed my bag and exited the hotel room.

Because of the pain, I wince at every step I take. I jumped right back on the cab I called. 

As the car drove away from the hotel, I was reminded of his face. He's nice and appears to be a decent person, but I hope, that we won't see each other ever again.