Aira's Point of View Raven and I went out and went to the bar we own. We used to like to sit and just listen to the noise of the environment, but now I wanted to get drunk. I wanted to try to get drunk and forget everything that ran through my mind. Raven brought a woman with her, and she was now with us at the table. That's exactly what Raven is like—not a big girl; of course, she's beautiful and white, but most of all, she's naughty. They kept flirting in front of me, which annoyed me even more. They knew I was broken, and then they flaunted their affection in front of me. I just drank until I finished one bottle and asked the waiter for another. The two didn't stop me because they were busy with each other. They just needed to undress in front of me because they were practically holding each other. I must have had four bottles of wine when I heard some good music, so I went to the dance floor to dance. I danced along with other people who were dancing, some with their partners
R•18 Read at your own risk **Miguel's P.O.V.** "Why did you bring me here?" I asked him. "I don't want to bring you to your mansion looking like that if you don't want your mommy to cover you up again." He preached to me. "Why do you care? You've been interrupting for a while," I shouted at him. "Because you are important to me," he shouted back. "Tell me about people like you," I said, storming into the room. I lay down on the bed to rest. I didn't want to talk to him. There was no point in us discussing such things. "Get out of here," I shooed him away. He came into the room and laid down next to me. "This is my room, so I can lie down whenever I want," he yelled at me while lying down. "I wish you hadn't brought me here," I said, then stood up on his bed. "I'm going home; take care of your life," I told him. I walked to the outside of the room, heading for the door, when he pulled my hand. Due to the alcohol, I lost my balance, and he fell down as well. Now I'm lying o
Aira's Point of View "Don't make a fool of yourself, and you will drag our family down with your antics," Mommy shouted. We are all in the living room because they called a family meeting. I just arrived from Miguel's condo. Mommy shows us the video of me dancing and pictures of me partying in a bar. It turns out I'm the latest scandal online. News travels fast, especially when it's about our family. "Where is your mind, and why isn't it working?" Mommy asked again. None of the five of us speaks; this is how we are whenever we are scolded. "Aira is not young anymore, mom; what if she goes clubbing?" my sister defended me. "You're another one; you're tolerating the shame he did," Mom scolded her. "Let them go. I am sorry, mom. Did this affect the company?" I asked dad. "Nothing; there's no reason to complain about what you did," said Dad. "So? There is no problem at all," I said to mom. "I am sorry, mom, for what happened, but you have nothing to worry about," I added. "The
Aira's Point of View This is a big event in our family. The first to marry in the family and the first to build a family. Everyone is busy taking care of the guests. Two sons of big business owners are getting married, so there are too many people, and the guests are wearing grandiose clothes. Many business owners attend these gatherings because it is also a prospecting opportunity for them. This is also a declaration of the elder brother's leadership in Sister Shane's family business. Ate Shane is the only child of the de Veras, so it is certain that her brother will manage their companies. I am now at the table with Miguel, Meriam, my sister May, and Ken. No other business owners approached us because there were no businessmen among us. I introduced Miguel to them. I also found out what my brother was telling me. **FLASHBACK** "Have you seen the trending videos now?" I asked Miguel. I just rested for a while at home, then called my secretary to ask for an appointment with Migu
Aira's Point of View After introducing my boyfriend, I became a hot topic in the mansion, and Mommy and Meriam had opinions about everything I did. I simply ignore them because I'm accustomed to it. "Do you really think you'll inherit the company?" Meriam asked from behind me. My brother is married; they're on their honeymoon, but I'm still at home, working remotely because of the condo renovations. Once that's done, I plan to move out so I don't have to deal with Meriam and Mommy's drama. "I'm not interested in the company. If you want it, it's yours. I have my own business," I replied. "You're just pretending. Deep down, you want everything to be fine for us," he insisted. "If that's all we're going to talk about, then let's not talk at all," I said, ready to leave. "You have no right to the company; you're just being foolish," he retorted, walking away. "What did you say?" I asked. "Meriam? What do you mean?" I shouted. I thought, Why make a fuss? Everything they say is n
Aira's Point of View "Meriam! You live here? I thought you were staying at home or at your resthouse," I asked the woman in the neighboring unit. "Is that a question or an accusation?" he retorted. "I don't understand why you complain about the noise instead of soundproofing your unit," I replied. I didn't want a fight. I didn't want trouble, especially in the condo where I was staying. I didn't want to create a scene over something that had a straightforward solution. "Because I don't want to," he replied simply. Seeing that the conversation was going nowhere, I turned and went back to my unit. "Take your time with the work. Finish by 5 p.m. No late-night disturbances. Thank you," I instructed the foreman and left. "Is the room in your unit available?" I asked on the phone. While getting into my car, I called Raven. Right now, all I could think about was moving in with him while my condo was being fixed. I couldn't stay at home with Mommy, Meriam, and Daddy. Aside from the d
Aira's Point of View "Wouldn't your parents be angrier if they found out?" Miguel asked. I had told him my plan—to stay in his condo first—and explained Raven's actions. Reflecting on it, I realized how self-absorbed I'd been, oblivious to Raven's own struggles. I'm not angry with Raven anymore; instead, I'm disappointed in myself for being so problematic and toxic. "Raven just let me go. It's the same for both of us; we don't push each other to be better when annoyed or irritated," I replied simply. "They don't care about me," I added. "Also, can I stay here with you?" I asked him again. "If we move in together, does that mean you'll marry me?" he asked. "Tsk. Marriage isn't on my mind. We have other priorities right now, not each other," I told him firmly. "Actually," he began. He turned away. "Are you sure about living here? You know how the world is," he said with concern in his voice. "No one will know I'm here. I'll still work from home until the renovation's done, so
Miguel's Point of View I turned and saw my father standing there. It was midnight, and all the mansion lights were off except for those outside and at the guard house. "There's a lot happening in the office that you don't know about. What are you up to?" he asked before I could respond. He walked towards the light switch. Perhaps all the mansion staff were already asleep, so he was the only one to open the door. The remote must have been on the table, as he walked closer to it. Approaching me, he spoke again, "Maybe you're forgetting you're an employee in my company, not my son to act like this. You're not performing well. One more mistake, and you'll see the consequences of your negligence," he threatened, heading upstairs first. I never got a chance to reply. I went straight to my room without turning off the light he had switched on. I grabbed my laptop to check emails, proposals, and pending papers. "What? How did this happen?" I exclaimed, seeing a rejected proposal. It had