After I accompanied Toby home, I don’t feel like going back to the pub anymore. I still have work to do tonight but I can't figure out why I seem to have lost the energy to do all of that.I head straight to our house, exhausted, as I always am. But I can’t get tired because we are not as privileged as other adults. I can’t lie down on my bed and money will just fall over my face. I know that regardless of how tired I am, I have to show up.It is so difficult to swallow that the only thing that motivates me to continue is because I know we’re not rich and I have to strain my own body to earn. Miserable life, isn’t it?As soon as I opened the door, I’ve already seen Aunt Emily sitting on the couch, watching her favorite show.“Oh, Gia. You’re home early? Did your office close at this hour?” Aunt Emily asked and I just nodded due to my weary body.All through these years, they still didn’t know I am really working on a pub, and not in an office. I can’t admit it to them, so I guess it’l
“Are you sure you’re not joining us?” I heard my Mom asking Aunt Emily for the last time.I was fixing my bag above the dining table when I eavesdropped on their not-so-quiet conversation.From my peripheral vision, I witnessed how Aunt Emily just nodded. She even tapped my Mom’s shoulder to assure her more.“Gia will surely take care of you,” my Aunt tried to comfort her one more time, and I saw how Mom went out the doorway, leaving us alone.I am so sure my Mom was also worried about us being left alone together. Because honestly speaking, this is the very first time I went out with her. We tried to visit a really few places when I was young, but it was all with Aunt, and I actually had no alone time with my own mother while growing up.So, it is not surprising that she’s just as anxious as me. But I can’t deny how I feel excited and paranoid at the same time. I don’t want to ruin her day, just like she usually tells me. I hope I won’t, though.When I finished arranging my things, I
When I saw how the man calmed down my Mom, I immediately wiped the tears that fell on my cheeks and then I ran to them. I also saw how those young guys who had been mocking my Mom started to look at each other and waywardly dashed away from them."Are you okay, Mom?" I worriedly asked my Mom when I got close to them. I hugged her tightly and when I felt that she was calm, I began to feel at ease.I’ve already known since last night that something like this might happened. I should’ve just persuaded Aunt Emily to come with us. Or I should have just refused Aunt’s idea of going here today. If we didn’t come here alone, I am sure she won’t get triggered like this.I gently took off the suit that the man covered my Mom with. And I was flabbergasted when the moment I faced him to give it back, I realized that it was Damon.It was actually him who was able to put her at ease.“Gia?” Damon asked before I could even speak a word to him. I was still dazed that I could actually see him here, an
“Your Mom told me she had fun there.”The very first thing I heard from Aunt Emily after she took out the breakfast I’ll be having on the table. It kind of made me smile a bit. Because even though I was not really able to try any of those rides and we both got stressed after she had a panic attack, it made me glad that she enjoyed it.I don’t care if it’s not because of she was with me. As long as I know she had fun there last day, it was more than enough for me to give myself a pat on my back.“Got stressed there, Gia?” she added while we started eating together since Mom is still tired from yesterday’s trip. We just let her rest for a while.Also, Mom doesn’t want to be with me in a meal. I couldn’t even remember when was the last time we ate together. Growing up, when I knew she was getting uncomfortable when I’m around, I used to tell them I was still full and that I’ll just eat at my workplace. And that was the very same setup until these days.The only time I could actually eat
“Do you think I’m fine-looking?”I turned my back and there, I have seen Damon smirking naughtily again. The usual cocky guy I see around.But what actually caught my attention is what he was wearing right now. He’s fully dressed as if he was going in a luxurious event. If anything, it's possible that he has another event earlier that's why he's wearing this.I forgot, he’s a well-off man. It’s not a surprise for him to dress like this on a casual occasion. But it’s still weird for me.“Where do you think you’re going?” I asked him, trying to stop myself from smiling because I really don’t get the reason why he’s fully attired.“Why? I’ll meet you, I have to prepare so much,” Damon reasoned out, he even avoided my gaze while he’s scratching the back of his head. He must be embarrassed too because of what he has just done right now.“You prepared, huh?” I teased him, which I don’t even understand too why I did.“Yeah, of course I did,” he defensively replied. I could even see him pout,
His hand suddenly grabbed mine and I was halted from sauntering.“Can you just be mine tonight?”I have heard him whisper. I then looked at him and I saw how his eyes were profound and spangled. I didn’t know how to react at first. I was even shocked that I am also dazed for a moment as I was staring back at his face.“Please, Gia. Stay with me this night,” he even said with his rumbling voice.He was not smiling at all. I could not even understand what he’s feeling within him. He for sure is not trying to tease me or whatever.I don’t want to be shaken by him. I don’t want him to think that he’s special than any other man I sleep with on a daily basis. He’s just the same as them. There’s no difference at all. Even for a single bit.That’s the mere reason why I grasped his arm tightly and tried to take his hand off my frame. After looking at our hands, I then glared at him.“There are other ladies here, just offer that to them,” I firmly said and I turned my back against Damon and tri
“Will you bring this demon in the seventh heaven?” Damon whispered whilst I was just pinning my eyes on him, fully undressed.“Do you want this?” I seductively mumbled as my hand sultry slithered from my neck down to my hills. I saw how he pressed his tongue against the side of the insides of his mouth, eyes were perusing from my head down to my fair body.“I’d love to---” He wasn’t able to finish his words when I crawled from his legs and I held his shaft and started moving my hand up and down.I licked its body from his nuts which made him moan while he was pinning my head onto his member. I could feel it getting larger than it already was a while ago.“F*ck, Gia. F*ck…” he groaned while he was shoving his hip continuously unto my mouth. His hand couldn’t help but to caress every corner of me which he can reach while I’m slowly sucking his erected manhood and staring stickily on his gasping face. “F*ck!” he once again moaned while I travel my hands all over his abdomen.After that,
The clamor of glasses clinking and jovial laughter filled the air of the bustling pub as I worked tirelessly behind the bar, my mind a whirlwind of conflicting thoughts. Damon's enigmatic presence lingered in my thoughts like a stubborn shadow, refusing to dissipate despite my best efforts to distract myself with the demands of my job.With deft movements, I poured drinks and exchanged banter with the patrons, all the while feeling Damon's piercing gaze etched into my memory. His unexpected visit earlier in the day had left me unsettled, stirring dormant emotions I had long tried to suppress.As the night wore on, I found myself stealing moments between orders to replay the encounter in my mind. His suave demeanor, the way his eyes seemed to hold secrets untold, and the magnetic pull I felt towards him—all of it consumed my thoughts like a relentless tempest.Amidst the chaos of the pub, my thoughts drifted back to the intimate conversation I had shared with Damon, our words are delic
As I received the message from my coworkers that Toby was looking for me at the reception table, a knot formed in the pit of my stomach. I hadn't expected him to seek me out after the tense encounter with Alora, and I wasn't sure if I was ready to face him.Part of me wanted to avoid the situation altogether, to spare Toby the discomfort of seeing me after what had happened. I didn't want him to feel guilty or responsible for his sister's words, nor did I want him to pity me. I prided myself on my resilience and independence, and I didn't want to be seen as weak or in need of sympathy.But deep down, I knew that I couldn't ignore Toby's request. He was my friend, and he deserved an explanation for my abrupt departure from his birthday celebration. And so, with a heavy heart, I made my way to the reception table, steeling myself for the conversation that lay ahead.As I approached, I could see Toby waiting for me, his expression a mix of concern and apprehension. I forced a smile onto
As Toby and I sat at the table, enjoying a meal together to celebrate his birthday, the atmosphere was vibrant with laughter and the clinking of glasses. We were engrossed in animated conversation, reminiscing about old times and sharing stories of our adventures, when suddenly, the door swung open and Toby's sister, Alora, stepped into the restaurant.I felt a pang of unease wash over me as I saw her approach our table, her expression unreadable as she took a seat beside her brother. Despite my best efforts to maintain a façade of calm, I couldn't shake the feeling of apprehension that settled over me like a dark cloud.Alora's presence was like a shadow looming over our table, casting a pall over the cheerful atmosphere that had prevailed just moments before. I could feel her disapproving gaze boring into me, her eyes narrowed with suspicion as she surveyed me from across the table.I tried to ignore her scrutiny, focusing instead on my meal and engaging in light conversation with T
As I stepped out of the Blue Apple Pub, weary from a long day's work, I was greeted by the sight of my friend Toby running towards me, a wide grin plastered across his face. His excitement was palpable, infectious even, and I couldn't help but feel a smile tug at the corners of my lips in response."What's got you so happy?" I asked, curiosity piqued as I watched Toby approach.He chuckled, a mischievous twinkle in his eye as he replied, "Guess."I furrowed my brow, trying to recall if there was something special happening today that I might have forgotten. But try as I might, nothing came to mind. "I don't know," I admitted with a shrug. "What's the occasion?"Toby's grin widened even further as he leaned in close, as if he were about to share a secret. "It's my birthday tomorrow!" he exclaimed, his voice filled with mock indignation. "And here I thought you were my best friend."I couldn't help but laugh at his theatrics, relieved to discover that the cause of his excitement was not
The neon lights of the city blurred together in a kaleidoscope of colors as I made my way through the bustling streets, the sound of laughter and music echoing in my ears like a distant melody. It was just another night in the city, a blur of faces and voices blending into the background as I sought solace in the anonymity of the crowd.I didn't know what I was looking for, didn't know what I hoped to find in the dimly lit clubs and bars that lined the streets like beacons in the night. All I knew was that I needed to escape, needed to drown out the noise of my thoughts with the pounding beat of the music and the burn of alcohol on my tongue.So I slipped into the nearest club, the bass thumping in my chest as I made my way to the bar and ordered a drink. The bartender flashed me a knowing smile as he poured me a glass of whiskey, his eyes filled with a silent understanding that spoke volumes without a word.I took a sip of the burning liquid, relishing the way it seared my throat as
The tension in the air crackled like electricity as Damon and Sir Felix faced off, their voices rising in a heated argument that echoed through the pub like thunder. I watched with a sense of unease as the two men clashed, their sharp jaws and steely gazes betraying the intensity of their emotions."I won't let you take her," Damon growled, his voice low and dangerous as he squared off against Sir Felix. "She's not your property, and she doesn't belong to anyone."Sir Felix's eyes narrowed at Damon's words, his lips curling into a disdainful sneer as he met his adversary's gaze with a steely resolve of his own. "She belongs to me," he countered, his voice cold and authoritative. "And I won't let you stand in my way."As their argument raged on, the tension in the pub reached a fever pitch, the air thick with anticipation as everyone waited to see how the confrontation would unfold. But before the situation could escalate any further, a new voice cut through the chaos like a knife."Wh
As Damon and I made our way towards the exit of the pub, our path was suddenly blocked by the imposing figure of Sir Felix, flanked by his bodyguards like silent sentinels of power. The air grew tense as all eyes turned towards the future mayor, a hush falling over the pub as if in deference to his presence."Miss Gia," Sir Felix said, his voice smooth and calculated, his eyes fixed on me with a gaze that sent a shiver down my spine. "I believe we have some unfinished business to attend to."I felt Damon stiffen beside me, his jaw clenching in silent fury as he moved to stand protectively in front of me, a silent barrier between Sir Felix and myself. I could see the anger burning in his eyes, a fire that threatened to consume him as he faced off against the future mayor with a steely resolve that made my heart race with anticipation.But Sir Felix remained unfazed by Damon's defiance, his lips curled into a cruel smirk as he motioned for his bodyguards to stand down. "Come now, Miss G
As the night wore on, I found myself immersed in the hustle and bustle of the Blue Apple, the familiar rhythm of the pub's atmosphere serving as a comforting backdrop to the chaos that unfolded around me. But amidst the laughter and chatter of the patrons, there was a tension that lingered in the air, a sense of unease that clung to the shadows like a veil.Damon's unexpected presence only served to heighten the tension, his easy charm and affable demeanor drawing curious glances from the other staff members as they whispered amongst themselves in hushed tones. I could feel their eyes on me, their silent scrutiny weighing heavily on my shoulders as I went about my duties with a forced smile plastered on my face."Who's the guy with the coffee sitting at the bar?" one of the servers whispered to me as she passed by, her voice barely audible over the din of the crowd.I felt a surge of frustration rise within me at the question, but I forced myself to remain composed, refusing to let my
The next day dawned bright and clear, the golden rays of the sun casting a warm glow over the city as I made my way to work. As I entered the Blue Apple, I couldn't shake the feeling of anticipation that fluttered in my chest, a sense of curiosity about what the day might hold.But as I stepped through the door, my eyes widened in surprise at the sight that greeted me. There, sitting at the bar with a cup of coffee in hand, was Damon, his expression serene as he exchanged pleasantries with Leo, the bartender.I blinked in disbelief, unable to shake the sense of astonishment that washed over me at the sight of Damon's early arrival. It was rare enough for patrons to visit the pub at such an early hour, let alone someone like Damon, whose presence seemed to command attention wherever he went.As I made my way towards the bar, I couldn't help but notice the curious glances that were exchanged between the other staff members, their whispers barely audible over the soft murmur of conversat
As Toby and I walked along the dimly lit streets, the night air cool against our skin, a sense of unease settled over me like a heavy shroud. I couldn't shake the feeling of guilt that gnawed at the edges of my mind, knowing that I had left Damon behind at the Blue Apple, his disappointed gaze haunting me with each step I took.But as Toby's voice cut through the silence, breaking me out of my reverie, I pushed aside my inner turmoil and forced a smile, determined to maintain the facade of indifference that I had carefully constructed."So, what's the deal with you and Damon?" Toby asked, his tone casual as he glanced over at me, his eyes searching mine for any hint of emotion.I felt a surge of panic rise within me at his question, my mind racing as I scrambled to find the right words to deflect his inquiry. "What do you mean?" I replied, my voice carefully neutral as I avoided his gaze, my heart pounding in my chest.Toby chuckled softly, his amusement evident as he shook his head i