Tina's POV‘The nerve of this guy', I almost scoff as I go back to telling him about his appointments for tomorrow‘He expects me to smile at him, when he just said I was nothing to him'‘Really!', the question pops into my head as disbelief seizes my thinkingWhen I finish his eyes are still on me and this time I scoff out loud‘What was he expecting', ‘Did he think we would be friendly after all that just happened, after we just entered an unspoken pact to not care about each other'He said I was nothing to him, I said we were just employer and employeeThat should have solidified our indifferent intentions towards each otherThere was nothing left to be said, no feelings left to be explored, my heart dried up and shriveled in my chest, whatever remnant feelings I had for him scorched to dust by his harsh wordsI expected the same from him, whatever passed through us, whatever little feelings had caused his eyes to change when looking at him or him to feel the need to comf
Tina's POVOur pact held fast more or less and I found it was getting easier to ignore the previously budding feelings in my heartThe days passed in silence, the only words passing between us were my little reminders of each appointment, my questions about which restaurant he would prefer to eat, if he would like me to go get him lunch when he was too busyI carried out my secretarial duties to perfection, ensuring my employer was comfortable and organizedWe kept a straight face towards each other and no talks of Sarah was brought up, it was almost peacefulBut if one looked close enough, they would notice the tension rolling beneath the surface, the open wounds from each heart piercing words thrown at each other festering and causing bitterness to well up in a place that was sure to burst due to over filling one dayEven as I maintained a straight face and told him about meeting after meeting like a humanoid robot I felt my heart full to almost burstingBitterness turned my
Tina's POVSimon’s face turns back to bearing a look of indifference minutes after we leave the vicinity of the restaurant, keeping a straight face throughout the drive throughHe was taking this pact a little too seriously, considering the fact he was bristling with annoyance and disgust just minutes ago and now his face was back to that of someone with no care in the world surprised meI keep throwing furtive glances at him through the front mirror as I drive, hoping for a change, a crack in his perfect demeanor, but he didn’t falter, eyes fixated on the phone in his handsAfter a while he raises his head to look up at the mirror and my eyes snap back to the road hoping he didn’t notice my eyes on himI chance a glance at him again after a moments silence, I see his eyes were closed and he relaxed on the head rest, breathing evenlyHe looked peaceful, his chest rising and falling evenly like he was asleepI looked at him a little longer only glancing at the road once in a wh
Remote in my hands, I turn the TV off with a smile still on my face, I don’t miss the smile and wave Adam sends my way as he trudged out of Simon’s officeI wave back at him with a smile, regret prickling in my heart at how I had been unable to catch up with Adam for the past few days, ‘At least he waved at me happily', I think, hoping he understood the reason for my scarceness‘It's kind of hard to interact with coworkers when I’m a preoccupied with Simon'‘Why are you standing there, smiling at the door', Simon’s voice drawls snapping me out of my reverie‘Why don’t you get on with it, there’s work to do', I turn towards him and whip my phone into my hands, ‘You’re free for the rest of today', I read out his schedule to him‘Good, arrange for a press conference to take place in ten minutes'‘I suppose I should put them out of their misery', a smirk makes it's way onto Simon's face, surprising me and sending my heart into a galloping frenzy at how hot it made him lookThat
Tina's POVThe eyes sweeps past me noticing nothing, and as I retreat back into hiding my heart jumps into my throat, breaths coming out in gasps‘What was Adam doing with a reporter, in a hidden place such as a stairwell', suspicions racked through me and I feel my trust for him slipping ‘I should have known, when he said he was once a reporter', I rest my head on my arms a bone racking tiredness styling into me‘He was once one of them, if course he would give them information, why did I trust him', I feel my breaths coming in gasps even as I rested thankful that I at least had not revealed that Ajax was Simon’s son.Why did I trust so easily', I scold myself repeatedly‘I should have known when he said he graduated with honors, that kind of person would not leave the profession that easily’, I sat still in place feeling the cold feeling of betrayal spread through me over and overWrapping my hands around myself, I sit still in that position not minding the void that told me
Tina's POVTears burned onto the edge of my vision and I force them back, blinking furiously‘Was I asking the impossible’, I push the button for the elevator and wait for it to arrive raising my head up trying to suppress tears threatening to cloud my eyes‘Is it too much for him to admit I wasn’t nothing to him', I blow out a breath and walk in pushing the button for the ground floor.‘I wasn’t even expecting him to confess feelings for me'‘An apology was all I needed' I wait patiently, the foot of my heel tapping the floor as I wait for the elevator to get to my destination.‘Was I expecting the impossible, for him to actually admit he cared for me'The door slides open and I hurry out, heading for the exit that would take me out of the building bearing Simon within it's wallsAnger and frustration fought for dominance inside me and the tears in my eyes burned bitterWalking briskly towards the exit, I almost jump out of my skin when a hand encloses around my wrist, whirli
I woke up with a start, bleary eyes blinking open to a tiny glimmer of sunshine escaping through the side of the curtain‘What the….’, I bolt upright in bed, reaching for my alarm and wondering as horror spread through my insides the reason why it had not rang‘What am I doing in bed when the sun is already up',I clammer to grab the alarm at my bed post bringing it to my half lidded eyes and peering at it.‘8:15’, ‘Shit’, my eyes blinks wide open, jolted from my half asleep state by the timeScrambling out of bed, my leg tangles with the sheets and I land smack on the floor bruising my pyjamas covered knees‘Oooww!!, damned blanket’, I curse, trying to free my leg from the twisted blanket,Turning and reaching upwards, I turn trying to grab hold of the blanket that held my leg in a vice like grioBlinking in pain, I see Ajax still curled up in bed, holding tightly to the blanket I was trying my hardest to get out ofI blink again, ‘strange’,‘Even on the days I slept thro
‘Repeat after me', I stare at her, incredulity crossing my face as she points two fingers in the air, beside her face, she grabs my arm and makes me do the same after few moments of staring,‘I solemnly swear', I repeat her words‘To put myself first, above assholes who refuse to make their intentions clear’, I couldn’t help it, a laugh bursts from my lips and she mock glares at me.I repeat after her stifling a giggle,‘He hates me, so I hate him all the more' The giggle burst forth, and I feel lighter‘This is a serious matter', Bella bumps her fist on my upper arm, pursing her lipsI nod enthusiastically raising my fingers higher.‘I don’t care if he's treated worse than dirt', she used my earlier words and I repeat after her again‘I matter more', after I repeat it, she drops her arm,‘Let that mantra keep playing in your head', she glares at me again and I nod‘Until he says otherwise, and proves his words with actions, he remains the cowardly asshole who condemned yo
Air got sucked from my lungs, like I just received a strike to the gut,‘No', I shake my head as my grip on my phone tightens,‘That can’t be true', my head keeps turning from left to right in unbelief as the click of the call ending sounded.I take the phone off my ear, bring it to the front of my face,‘That can’t be possible’, my brain felt waterlogged, my ears clogged as the noise of school children fades out.The only sound around was my heart, beating like the tick of a clock, resounding in my ears, echoing in my head,‘No', I shake my head again and call his school teacher,‘She’s probably mistaken’,‘There was no way he could be with Simon', My fingers shake against my screen as I scroll through my contacts,The first call goes to voicemail, ‘Pick up for Christ sake’, I swear under my breathe, dialing her number again,‘Could it be Adam?’‘But he would never refer to himself as Ajax’s father’, my mind swirls as the phone rings on, no sign of it being picked up.
By the time it was lunch my head was on a spin, on a whirlpool of frustration, I sat still, my hands folded in my lap,but my heart was on fire, my mouth burned like I was chewing on hot gum.The heat bled onto my palms, drawing sweat, that I wiped repeatedly against ash-gray pants, ‘At this point, I will never be able to tell him', I mused as I stared at the dark streaks my hands created, the creases from repeatedly fisting it's fabric in my hands.‘If only he didn’t smile those face splitting smiles whenever our eyes met’‘If only he didn’t look at me with such affection in his eyes'‘Maybe it would be easier to tell him if I wasn’t risk….’,‘Where should we eat today’, my musings get interrupted and I look up at him.We’d been so absorbed with each other the last week yet anytime my eyes met those ones shining with affection, a wave of unfamiliarity courses through me, a war between elation and fear ensues.‘Let’s just order in', I hide my surprise, the battle raging in
Time moved slowly, sluggishly, like my heart,It's sound, a turbid rhythm in my chest, like wading in mud water, dragging my head through varying degrees of shock,Of all things I anticipated, expected, planned for, this was the least of them.I didn't even think it possible, it was not a scenario I saw happening, My eyes watch, sluggishly, same as my heart at the teardrop that track Ajax's cheek trailing onto his lap.‘He's dad, isn’t he?’, he says it again, and my head rears back in a whiplash.The fact that he repeated it, a statement this time, proved the extent of the situation, it was a testament to how much of a mess I was in.‘Why is he not here with us?'‘Did he do something bad?', ‘Is dad a bad man?’, with each question, his voice raises, bordering on hysterics, fat tears rolling down his cheeks.‘Why don’t you want me to meet him?', he asks again, yet my mind travels, trying to pinpoint what could have given it away,I had been very careful to never mention the
For a moment I considered coming clean, telling him the truth of a son he never knew about, but the fear in my heart was stronger,So I chew slowly, bidding my time to formulate something believable, something that wouldn’t allow the serious expression his face had taken into something darker.I tried to formulate something that would allow me to keep this warm bubble we had built around ourselves,A bubble I was not keen on letting go off so soon.My head was a mess, strung between telling the truth and fumbling for lies,I had thought I was over this, relief had filled me when I found that he didn’t hear Ajax’s name fro Lisa's lips.I finish chewing and keep the smile on my face, deciding on the easy way out,‘He’s no one you should be bothered about', it was hard, dismissing my son as someone unimportant, yet it was easier than risking him taking Ajax away from me.I hoped it would be enough for him, my reassurance would be enough to quell questions he was suddenly keen on
Relief floods my insides and I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding in as the bell jangled, signifying their exit.‘I’ll be back in a minute', standing up, I head to the table they just left, clearing the pile of coloring books and crayons.Head chef had been so nice, allowing Ajax and Lisa in the restaurant for as long as they liked, but it won’t be fair to hog a table after they were gone, so I clear them up heading to the back room and placing them with Bella's things.I catch a glance of Cathy’s befuddled expression as I enter, knowing she would have pelted me with questions if she wasn’t attending to a customer.Stepping out, she’s done and I take a deep breath waiting for the maelstrom to begin.‘That’s Simon Valero right, theee Simon Valero', she draws closer to me and I stare, patiently nodding as she fires,‘Only son and child of Alicia Valero?, heir to SM group Simon Valero?’, her voice pitches with the last question and I finally use my words.‘Yeees', ‘To
‘You know you have to stop looking at the door whenever a customer walks in, you’re no longer a waitress', the sound of Bella's voice trickles to me, sounding at the back of my mind,Her statement was inconsequential in comparison with the drop of my heart to the pit of my stomach, the look of horror making a home on my face‘You're a…..’, she trails off as she follows my line of sight to the source of my predicament,‘Uh oh!’, she exclaims,Simon had walked in and was currently looking about the restaurant, a relaxed air about himI drop my head between my hands, hiding behind my hair, hoping he hadn’t seen me.‘That’s very fruitless, he has seen you already', I glance up again and my eyes meet eyes that lights up immediately they meet mine.‘What in the world is he doing here?’, I whisper yell, asking Bella and she shrugs,I quickly smoothen out my face, wipe horror off it as I face a smiling Simon sashaying towards me.My eyes turn towards the corner where Ajax and Lisa we
My eyes blur, my view of the clouds rolling by dimming,‘Simon!!’, I cry out his name, my abdomen and butt clenching as my orgasm trickles down my thighs, dripping unto the sheets beneath me when he finishes,He comes up to place a kiss on my lips and I taste my juices on his mouth.He drops beside me pulling me to him and for a while I could do nothing, only be pliant as he entwines our limbs together, I could only work on evening my breathing past the feeling of satiety engulfing me.Simon drags my head to his chest, wrapping his hands around me and I descend from the clouds to the feeling of Simon stroking my hair repeatedly.‘That was…’, I trail off, searching for the right word to use as I look up to see Simon smiling at me‘That was amazing', my voice pitches as I finally decide on the word and I rest my head on his chest again,‘I know', pride fills his tone, voice cocky,‘No need to gloat about it', I slap his chest as I speak, lifting myself up with my other hand, t
Then it stops, again, the chords dying out when those hands, those slender fingers turn in a different direction from me,The furnace raging seconds earlier dies out when his hands get folded across the back of his head and he lays down.That smirk is still on his lips as he lies, adjusting himself downward to make sure his head stays on the white blanket,Disappointment courses through me, annoying coolness replacing the fire in my veins.My lips purses, a pout taking over from disappointment, then I even it out immediately, my earlier boldness dying out.‘The sun would hurt your eyes', I blurt out, trying to hide my disappointment, trying to turn his mind elsewhere,He must have noticed it because a smile lifts his face and fills his eyes,He unfolds one hand and he pats whiteness beside him, not minding my statement, inviting me to join him on the ground.He motions with his eyes, patting the blanket beside him and it suddenly looked so enticing,Despite the fact that the
Simon returns empty handed and by then my stomach had protested loudly over and over, ‘Where’s the food’, I attack him as he enters not even waiting for him to speak. ‘It’s in the living room', my mouth rounds as he replies me with a slight smile on his face, He stoops down and picks up his pants and my eyes stay on him as he slides black fabric up thick thighs, his leg tenses as he raises each one, my eyes zeroing in on the bunched up muscles on each thigh. Adjusting it around his waist, he slides up the zipper, gaze turning to me and my face burns, embarrassment taking over, hoping he didn’t catch me ogling him, ‘If we stay here, we won’t be doing much eating', his eyes rake across my frame slowly as he zips up, from my legs upward stopping at my eyes, hungry look in them. I swallow and focus on the hunger in my stomach heading for the door, I stop at the door when I see him walk towards the bed, pulling the covers from it and folding it into his hands, ‘What are you