Here we go again at this dangerous scenario with the most dangerous man in this condo unit. His crotch was grazing against my behind… and the more I wanted to avoid it, the more my body was casually betraying me. I was just here… letting Bullet to just tease me with his thing. Externally, I am trying hard to act as if nothing is storming in my mind. That I don’t feel the heat on my core everytime he grazes his crotch against my behind. But deep inside, there is this inferior side of me that urged me to just touch it… to fumble it. Just like how I did last night. But I swallowed hard. Even though it is hard, I knock myself out internally. Screaming at myself that it should not happen again! That I should not give in easily for the fourth because I know that if I do, Bullet and I will not going to be just condo mates but f*ck buddy… One deep sigh and then I gravitated my feet away from Bullet. I can see how hard he is right now, we just did it last night but why does he still have th
It was a very memorable morning for the four of us. None of us ever expected it, nor even thought that we will welcome our morning with so much emotion in our heart. That morning, we just continued listening to Becca. With one thing on my mind, I promised to myself that the family of Jefferson will never be left behind as long as I am alive. I will make sure that they will thrive under my watch just like how Jefferson probably would want to see in his young family. “We are glad to see that now, you are trying hard to come back by redeeming all of the days that were stolen from you because of that incident,” I told Becca while staring right into her eyes. She nodded her head, “you know what? Most of the time, it still haunts me. His face was always playing on my mind,” Becca wiped the tears from her eyes, “it never stopped and I always avoided reminding myself that I am alone now. That my ride or die is now gone. There was always something so cruel about how my mind works. Because no
I want to punch her face.It's taken about ten minutes of appealing, begging, and bargaining with this clerk to allow me to use their bathroom. This is the only café near my office; it opened last week, but today is the first time I opted to sample their product--and sure, a large part of my decision was due to my wanting to use their restroom. Because if I decided to just pee at my workplace (which is a five minute walk from here), I wouldn't have much time. I might wind up with wet pants when I get to our office's comfort room.I fall in line even if there are a couple of people lined up in front of me. I endured it all in hopes of releasing all of the human fluid finally. But I waited and waited for a few minutes just to discover that only individuals with membership cards and cafe personnel get access to the comfort room! But that wasn't the worst part; I tried to comply. I attempted to avail their shitty membership card just to discover, once more, that it was useless!!! They don
If the word "fun" appears as a character in a film, Bullet should be the first in line to audition for it.He's in such a mood. His personality is like a golden retriever boy. He is the life of the party; I am not generally a morning person, but talking with him really lifted my spirits. He is really mischievous, yet he understands his limits. He frequently asks outrageous questions, and he is so honest in his testimony that his intrusive thoughts always triumph. But, beyond that, he is a gentleman with strong emotional intelligence, which makes him appear better than his attractive looks.At first, I doubted he'd talk to me for a long time. For example, the most time he may spend chatting to me is about thirty minutes or less. However, my expectations failed me this time. And before I realized it, an hour had passed between us. And even if I still like to talk with him longer, I had to stop myself. I have work waiting for me, and an independent woman like me cannot let a man ruin her
My feet move closer to Bullet, who is still sipping tequila at the bar island, as if drawn by gravity. When I got closer to him, I nudged him on the shoulders. The next thing I knew, he was glaring at me like I was a criminal. However, it took a few moments for him to comprehend who I am. He initially smiled once he realized that it was me."What are you doing here?" I asked."It must be me who should ask you that," he replied emphatically, "what are you doing here?""Why? Am I not allowed to be here?" I giggled: "why are you asking that as if I am banned in such places like this?""Alright, my mistake," he said with a grin, "it's just that I envision you as someone who is so demure. Do you know? That person who would rather stay in her room, read her favorite book, and go to bed early since she hates having eyebags.""That's stereotyping," I said, crossing my arms."My bad, again," he choked a giggle, "I'm sorry, I simply can't help myself. You don't belong here, and I mean that in a
When it comes to my emotions, I am so at a loss. It is really embarrassing for me to have a one-night stand with a man who is already committed to another woman. On the other hand, should I be furious because the man has the balls to sleep with me despite the fact that he is committed to another woman?! If I had known that Bullet had a girlfriend, I would not have gotten myself involved in this mess in the first place. Ever!But I can't deny the fact that I am so stupid to let Bullet push me into the depths of his lust, regardless of what occurs, whether I knew it or not. I did this regardless of the circumstances. The storm of embarrassment that he just unleashed into my life has manifested itself in this very moment, and I am freaking affected by it.As the woman is now approaching me, I am standing here like a statue, unable to comprehend what is happening and filled with panic. Her every step was a stumbling one. The sound of the tip of her stilettos slamming against the floor is
After the tragic event that occurred with Bullet, I made a pact with myself that I would never interact with another male again. Never again will I even have the courage to touch a man. Even a casual touch is never okay. After some time had passed, I developed a hatred for men. To clarify, I reached a moment in my professional career where I let my personal decisions dictate the course of my career. When there is a male present in a meeting, I try to avoid being there. Never in my life have I ventured to put myself in a social setting where there is going to be a male presence.Indeed, I was exaggerated. I was so immature.Additionally, I know and I am aware that it is incorrect. Completely incorrect since the error of a single person does not represent the entire population. Eventually, after some time of contemplating, I realised that I needed to let go of all of my resentment toward males, and I did so gradually. I let my more experienced self control the situation. After that, I be
Immediately after I hurled myself onto my soft and comfortable bed, I let out a sigh that was both heavy and forceful. Aside from that, I was a little tipsy because I was intoxicated. However, I am still able to exercise self-control. Despite the fact that my eyelids are particularly heavy, I am still unable to get a full night's sleep.Perhaps it was because of what Jill shared with me earlier, while we were driving her to the apartment location.When I heard the ringing of my phone, my thoughts were abruptly interrupted. Following that, I looked at the screen to see who was calling. And I smiled the moment I read the name. I pressed the green button as rapidly as I could."Hello, Dad," I hushed to my father, the Royal King.“Where did you go? It was reported by the bodyguards that you had just arrived at your condominium.I sighed, we are here again. “Are you still following me with our bodyguards, Dad?” I scoffed and frowned in disbelief, “are you still doing so?”It was my first y
It was a very memorable morning for the four of us. None of us ever expected it, nor even thought that we will welcome our morning with so much emotion in our heart. That morning, we just continued listening to Becca. With one thing on my mind, I promised to myself that the family of Jefferson will never be left behind as long as I am alive. I will make sure that they will thrive under my watch just like how Jefferson probably would want to see in his young family. “We are glad to see that now, you are trying hard to come back by redeeming all of the days that were stolen from you because of that incident,” I told Becca while staring right into her eyes. She nodded her head, “you know what? Most of the time, it still haunts me. His face was always playing on my mind,” Becca wiped the tears from her eyes, “it never stopped and I always avoided reminding myself that I am alone now. That my ride or die is now gone. There was always something so cruel about how my mind works. Because no
Here we go again at this dangerous scenario with the most dangerous man in this condo unit. His crotch was grazing against my behind… and the more I wanted to avoid it, the more my body was casually betraying me. I was just here… letting Bullet to just tease me with his thing. Externally, I am trying hard to act as if nothing is storming in my mind. That I don’t feel the heat on my core everytime he grazes his crotch against my behind. But deep inside, there is this inferior side of me that urged me to just touch it… to fumble it. Just like how I did last night. But I swallowed hard. Even though it is hard, I knock myself out internally. Screaming at myself that it should not happen again! That I should not give in easily for the fourth because I know that if I do, Bullet and I will not going to be just condo mates but f*ck buddy… One deep sigh and then I gravitated my feet away from Bullet. I can see how hard he is right now, we just did it last night but why does he still have th
Before I can even stop myself from allowing Bullet to just enjoy my body, it already happened. Worst thing? We did it at the dining table… now I don’t know what I would feel and imagine if I eat here again with him!“Did you enjoy it?” He asked while wiping all of his liquid from my tummy. I looked away like a little girl that is so shy in front of her crush, but I nodded my head. Yes, I freaking admit it right in front of his face!Bullet chuckled and then he helped me wear my underwear and pajamas again, “let’s do this again tomorrow night?” That was the point where my cheeks burned red again. I know I should be strongly disapproving. That by now, I should be scowling and cursing at him. But I just can’t dare myself to say a single word that will disappoint him. Because truth be told, I really enjoyed what we did just like I have been craving for it for a long time. He already memorized the parts where he should touch me or kiss me. He already knows my sweetest and weakest point.
“Right after my grandfather finally met me, everything changed in my life. It was so drastic that I thanked God for the blessing because it was not just a blessing, it was divine intervention.” Bullet was smiling at me as if he could really envision that day of him that will surely become the first that will play on his mind when he dies.I nodded my head at him as I continued to listen to him. The food on my plate is now finished. And I know that by now, I should be storming inside my room. But I don’t know, there is something on Bullet that is so hard to go against. That kind of thing that I know, I can’t defeat because he seemed to have this magical magnet on him that will either let you just gravitate towards his inevitable force or will just go to devour you up until you accept your own defeat. “Well, based on what you have told me, at least you have your father’s luck. I heard from Jack that you have a ton of business and it was in a different industry. How did you do that?” I
I really don’t know what it got to me but I found myself sitting in front of my vanity mirror. staring at myself towards it, I started to put on a light weight of makeup on my face. Why the hell am I doing this? I was just going to eat with Bullet at the dining table but why am I exerting so much effort on my face right now! It is not like I wanted to impress him, it must not be it! “Cassie, you are being weird right now… stop it…” I told myself as I put on a pink lipstick on my pouty lips. But what my mind says is opposite to what my body is doing. I continued up until I was satisfied with my look. I am wearing an oversized shirt and pajama but my make up was so well done that it contradicts the simplicity of what I was wearing. I don’t want to put my effort into waste so I just left the makeup on my face when I stormed out of the bedroom to meet Bullet. He is sitting at the dining table and he is now wearing a plain white shirt. He looked so hot with that color. Bullet is moreno
“Hi, Reagan,” I mumbled from the phone, “how are you?” I am not standing on the balcony of the chapel. My arms are resting on the wooden terrace, I am staring at the night sky and to the people who are coming in and out of Jefferson’s funeral. “Hey, Princess Cassandra. We are doing good here, is there something wrong there? Do we have to book a flight now in order to protect you?” Reagan uttered continuously and I had to hush him before he went overboard.“Don’t be so exaggerated right now, Reagan. Could you please just calm down for a minute?” I laughed, “you are so into your work lately! Loosen up a little!” “Alright, so sorry for that,” Reagan is now laughing hard as well, “but what is this call about? Can you just straight to the point right now because my ears are now itching to hear it.” “Right,” I replied, “I just wanted you to investigate something for me.”“Sounds interesting and I love it,” that was his initial reply. “The context here is that the warehouse that I am re
There will be this one moment in our life that will bring us nothing but pain. That kind of pain that will numb our body up to the extent that we won’t have the motivation to move or to get out. I fear that moment is happening to me right now. After what Jennifer just said to me in the call, I rushed my way back to the Warehouse. There, I saw how the Production Workers cried hard. Their combined sobs are the saddest rhythm that I have ever heard. When Jennifer saw me, she rushed into me while crying so hard that she may lose her own sanity. “Ma’am! Jefferson is gone, he is dead!” She is going hysterical now, “he just had a two year old son! How can his wife and son survive when their only means in life was the salary of Jefferson?” That totally breaks my heart into pieces. Knowing that a young member of a family was taken away just because of a fire made my knees tremble in sadness. He probably has so many dreams and plans about his family. He probably wanted to give them the best
I don’t know what to do first. My heart was racing in combined confusion and nervousness. I certainly want to go inside the restaurant, go meet Gunner and start a fairytale with him…but I also don’t want to put our business at risk. We are only just starting to build our own empire. We are at the beginning of our own magical happy ending with my business partners. Now that I know that one of our castles is getting ruined by the fire, I know that I have to stand firm knowing that we cannot contact Jill and Shane.“Alright, Jennifer. I am thirty minutes away from the site,” I took a deep breath to calm myself down, “I will be there… just wait for me there.” “Sure, Ma’am, I will be waiting for you,” said the crying voice of Jennifer.The moment I turned off the call, I wasted no time and manoeuvred my car away from the restaurant. Clearly leaving Gunner alone, I am doing what he just did to me at our last supposed date. But when a slight traffic arrived in front of me, I grabbed my cel
“Oh my god, Bullet, you are so cheesy!” I told Bullet while rolling my eyes. I cannot take it. It was really cheesy and if he feels like it is a sweet thing, it is not!Bullet threw his head back and laughed like a kid. He seemed to enjoy my outburst! Like his intention was to irritate the sh*t out of me rather than scoring points for my heart.“Are you really born to be so cheesy?” I asked him while crossing my arms.“Yes… but only for you. I guess?” He bantered and then I initially regretted asking my question earlier.He threw his head back and laughed like a kid once more. This time, his laugh was louder, and I rolled my eyes for the nth time. But as I observed him laughing loudly, my eyes are betraying me. Before I could even stop it, my eyes were diverted towards the crotch of Bullet. It was huge and I hate it because whenever I see it, I feel weird heat from my core.“Hey, next time, can you please stop wearing such thin clothing of boxers?” I told him while looking at my eyes.