"I cannot wait to get something to eat right now!" Immediately after we got into my car, Jill stated in a joyful tone, "My boyfriend's restaurant is my absolute favorite restaurant in the entire world right now! Every magazine ought to have it featured in their pages! Just so happens that the media are hiding it from the public because they are worried that people will find such a treasure, and this is the reason why they are doing so.”Her statement is overly dramatic. Mentally, I winced. I would like for her to quit daydreaming right now, but at the same time, I don't want to hurt her sensitive feelings. Therefore, I chose to remain silent.To the contrary, Shane is currently occupying the backseat of the vehicle. The assignment that she is currently working on, which is to locate a shipping company for our organization, is keeping her very busy. In light of the fact that we are just getting started with our business, the company that we are looking for must be quite inexpensive. We
I walked with a frown on my face as I made my way towards the restroom. I need to get some fresh air! It is imperative that I think clearly because at this very moment, my head is filled with nothing but a raging hatred directed toward Bullet.Following our one-night encounter, I made a solemn vow to myself that I would never see him again. Nevertheless, it appears like fate has other ideas in store!I made a sudden entrance into the restroom. The very first thing that I did was wash my face after going to the sink. This is what I need to get myself back to my senses! A woman who is unable to move on from a previous relationship is the very last thing that I want to be. Earlier, I made a mistake by allowing my feelings to take precedence over my rational thought process. It would have been better for me to simply calm down and appear cool, as Bullet would never have hunched over me even if I had done that. The trash that he delivered to my life after it had been completely tranquil ha
Under the enchanted influence of the piano, romantic music continued to be played with great success. On the other hand, my focus was not entirely on it. All of my attention is currently focused on the steak that is in front of me. It had a medium rare doneness, which is my preferred cooking method. It is only at that time that I realize that I have not yet eaten anything today, and my mouth is beginning to drool so much that it is literally falling out of my mouth. As a result of the enormous amount of food that I had devoured at the restaurant the previous evening (the one that Gunner booked), I did not cook breakfast for myself because I was still feeling full. Simply put, it was so delicious that I began to forget about my diet earlier.And at this very moment, I am once more eating here. My weight is probably something that is bothering me right now. On the other hand, I shoved all of my thoughts away. I love to eat, anyway! On the day that I was finally released from the Royal
It was about five thirty in the afternoon when I found myself stuck in traffic in the borough of our city that was the busiest. The blaring horns that are coming from the vehicles are a source of annoyance. It appears that today is a day of misfortune for me. That was the moment when I once more caught a glimpse of that Bullet's face! It is a solemn oath that humans like him are a source of all my misfortunes. Because he possesses these particular effects, he has the ability to make the person he is targeting experience nothing but misfortune.There is no way that I will ever see him again!I let out a sigh that was really annoying. And then, exactly one second after that, I got a phone call from someone. In this case, Gunner was the source. I initially smiled and then I realized how pushover I looked because of that. That is why I initially frowned the moment I answered the call. "Hi there?" I exerted a lot of effort to keep my voice from sounding interesting to him. I even used a y
Before going home, I made the decision to simply go to the restaurant that was closest to me. Tonight, I am not in the mood to prepare a meal for myself. I simply want to lie down on my bed and rest when I go back to my house, and if I have the time, I might even talk to Gunner for a little while. A Filipino restaurant that serves pork adobo, which is one of my favorite comfort foods, is the establishment that I have decided to eat at tonight.Due to the fact that I am a resident of the Royal Palace, I have the opportunity to sample food from all over the world. When I was a child, I recall that the King commanded all of the royal cooks to prepare dishes that we had never tried before. I remember this happening rather frequently. They are primarily from Asia due to the fact that the cuisine of that region is consistently interesting and distinctive. China, Japan, South Korea, Thailand, India, and Indonesia are just some of the countries whose cuisines we have already examined. But the
At that precise moment, I had the sensation of being a victim in the presence of a predator. In spite of the fact that Bullet was staring at me with a look of shock on his face, he ultimately grinned at me slowly after as if we were in a favorable circumstance. At that same time, I pondered whether I need to simply flee like a refugee or whether I ought to simply become a soldier who is prepared for battle."Sir, she is absolutely smitten with our pork adobo!" As she continued, Sonya acted as if she were presenting the most exciting news of the day. At that same moment, I found myself being aggravated by her. While I am taking pleasure in my meal, why is it that she can't just leave me here in peace and quiet? As an additional point of interest, why does she feel the need to point her fingers at me when she is actually communicating with Bullet?“It's good.” Even though he was still looking at me with a smirk on his face, Bullet continued to speak. “Following that, I will place an ord
As I sat down, I caught a glimpse of a smirk plastered across Bullet's face, who had chosen to take a seat at the table next to us. It is because his location is directly in front of me that he is able to see my face in its entirety. Damn this guy, he really has his own ways to irritated the shit out of me “Have you made an attempt at our beef tapa?” Sonya inquired, and that is the reason why I decided to completely disregard Bullet and not give it a second thought.With a smile on my face, I looked at Sonya. "No, I have not attempted it yet. Can you please tell me what it is?”"Oh! When it comes to breakfast, things like that are our area of expertise! In order to preserve beef tapa, thin slices of meat are cured with salt and spices. Beef tapa is often prepared every morning here in our restaurant. The appearance is similar to that of corned beef in some way. It is most delicious when served with garlic rice and an egg cooked sunny side up!” Sonya responded with a tone of eagerness
I shrugged as I slumped onto the couch. What a tiring day! It wasn't my work that exhausted me. Actually, managing the company doesn't tire me out because Jill and Shane are always there to support me. We're business partners anyway. What tires me out is being stuck in the heavy traffic on the highway road going home to my condo. It only takes me almost an hour in that traffic before I can finally get home to my unit to rest.I closed my eyes, letting myself feel the softness of my couch. I just wanted to get rid of all the fatigue that was overwhelming my system. I sighed heavily. At least I had eaten at my favourite Filipino restaurant that I always go to before going home. So I could rest until I fell asleep soundly. Not until I heard the sound of my phone notification. I took a deep breath and reached for my bag that I had just placed next to the couch. I took my phone from there and checked who messaged me. A smile suddenly spread across my lips when I saw Gunner's message.‘Hi,
It was that one moment of my life where I started to believe that the Burnt Toast Theory is never a lie. That one moment in my life where I wished, I could have paved for another path rather than this tragedy that I experienced. I should've just stayed at the gas station. I should have just gone somewhere else. I should have just stayed in the office and stayed with Jill more. Moreover, I should have just grabbed Jill’s suggestion because in that way, all this tragedy will be diverted into something not like this. If I went on that path, I would probably be at that condo unit with Jill and we would probably enjoy each other’s company while enjoying the view of Miami. But what is happening right now is way different from that fantasy of mine. Right now, chaos is in front of my eyes. The explosion from the vehicle which avoided my car and fell to the underpass was so loud that it hurt my ears. I was with wobbly feet as I walked towards the underpass. Many people are now gathering ther
The moment I hopped inside my car, the first thing I did was to hold the rosary that was hanging in the front rear view mirror. I closed my eyes and as always, I started uttering my soft prayer. This has been my ritual everytime I hopped inside my car. I always make sure that I ask for guidance from the powerful God in heavens for my safety. This kind of characteristic was taught by the King to me. I can remember when I was a child, he would always stay inside my bedroom every night just to hear my prayers. And it is not just a simple and shallow prayer, it should be genuine and true. As if I am talking with the Lord right in front of me. At first, it was really hard for me as a child. I can’t get my emotions to be connected with a prayer. It feels like I am acting a specific role. It was actually so stressful for me. The pressure gets the worst in me whenever the King scolds me after my prayers. But everything changed when the King told me about my mother. When he told me about thei
"Hey…" Bullet said after a long period of silence between the two of us. He is still staring at me with concern in his eyes. He is raking his glance from my eyes to my lips, as if he is attempting to study and draw conclusions about what is going on right now."Are you okay?" He spoke once more. I noticed how his Adam's apple moved up and down.The rain is still falling at that point. But he was here, doing his utmost to protect me. Even though his shoulders are drenched, he refuses to release the grasp of the umbrella above my head. He is currently portraying the part of a knight in shining armor.I looked away from him.Why does he always have to appear in my most sensitive situation? Why does he always arrive when I need someone the most? Our first encounter was precisely the same as this. I needed someone, and he arrived to save the day. Right now, I needed a shoulder to weep on, and he's here, playing that part again. I detest it. I dislike his timing. I detest fate for allowing
It was a single moment in my life that I will never forget. Every tick of the clock makes it impossible for me to hold on. Like an hourglass, each pour of the sands at the bottom seems like a dagger killing me softly. I do not know what to do. I have no idea what to say. I never imagined myself to be in this situation ever again. I started messing my hair in combined frustration and sadness. It is a total torture for me.I'm simply here, staring at my phone as Shane continues to contact me. In my mind, she appears to be glaring at me with rage in her eyes. Her brows raised to give me a more frightening appearance. It appears to be extremely lethal; if looks can really kill, I am most likely dead right now, and any attempts to save me and transport me to the hospital would be futile because I would most likely be declared dead upon arrival.I swallowed hard, nearly choked on my own spit.My palm started to sweat but it was cold. On the other hand, my face is starting to numb as well. I
There is a particular moment in my life when I vividly remember grasping onto and contemplating the profound concept known as "The Burnt Toast Theory". The theory of burnt toast is a self-help concept that proposes that small setbacks and challenges can ultimately result in favorable and beneficial outcomes. The concept is rooted in the belief that the simple act of accidentally burning your toast in the early hours of the day could potentially result in a delay, which in turn might prevent you from encountering a hazardous situation or even steer you towards a more favorable and advantageous result.Earlier this morning, I woke up considerably later than intended due to an extended phone conversation with Gunner, although I must clarify that I do not attribute full responsibility to him for this delay. I really wanted to have a conversation with him. I truly enjoyed spending my evening with him, and I have absolutely no regrets about anything that happened last night. It just so happ
I shrugged as I slumped onto the couch. What a tiring day! It wasn't my work that exhausted me. Actually, managing the company doesn't tire me out because Jill and Shane are always there to support me. We're business partners anyway. What tires me out is being stuck in the heavy traffic on the highway road going home to my condo. It only takes me almost an hour in that traffic before I can finally get home to my unit to rest.I closed my eyes, letting myself feel the softness of my couch. I just wanted to get rid of all the fatigue that was overwhelming my system. I sighed heavily. At least I had eaten at my favourite Filipino restaurant that I always go to before going home. So I could rest until I fell asleep soundly. Not until I heard the sound of my phone notification. I took a deep breath and reached for my bag that I had just placed next to the couch. I took my phone from there and checked who messaged me. A smile suddenly spread across my lips when I saw Gunner's message.‘Hi,
As I sat down, I caught a glimpse of a smirk plastered across Bullet's face, who had chosen to take a seat at the table next to us. It is because his location is directly in front of me that he is able to see my face in its entirety. Damn this guy, he really has his own ways to irritated the shit out of me “Have you made an attempt at our beef tapa?” Sonya inquired, and that is the reason why I decided to completely disregard Bullet and not give it a second thought.With a smile on my face, I looked at Sonya. "No, I have not attempted it yet. Can you please tell me what it is?”"Oh! When it comes to breakfast, things like that are our area of expertise! In order to preserve beef tapa, thin slices of meat are cured with salt and spices. Beef tapa is often prepared every morning here in our restaurant. The appearance is similar to that of corned beef in some way. It is most delicious when served with garlic rice and an egg cooked sunny side up!” Sonya responded with a tone of eagerness
At that precise moment, I had the sensation of being a victim in the presence of a predator. In spite of the fact that Bullet was staring at me with a look of shock on his face, he ultimately grinned at me slowly after as if we were in a favorable circumstance. At that same time, I pondered whether I need to simply flee like a refugee or whether I ought to simply become a soldier who is prepared for battle."Sir, she is absolutely smitten with our pork adobo!" As she continued, Sonya acted as if she were presenting the most exciting news of the day. At that same moment, I found myself being aggravated by her. While I am taking pleasure in my meal, why is it that she can't just leave me here in peace and quiet? As an additional point of interest, why does she feel the need to point her fingers at me when she is actually communicating with Bullet?“It's good.” Even though he was still looking at me with a smirk on his face, Bullet continued to speak. “Following that, I will place an ord
Before going home, I made the decision to simply go to the restaurant that was closest to me. Tonight, I am not in the mood to prepare a meal for myself. I simply want to lie down on my bed and rest when I go back to my house, and if I have the time, I might even talk to Gunner for a little while. A Filipino restaurant that serves pork adobo, which is one of my favorite comfort foods, is the establishment that I have decided to eat at tonight.Due to the fact that I am a resident of the Royal Palace, I have the opportunity to sample food from all over the world. When I was a child, I recall that the King commanded all of the royal cooks to prepare dishes that we had never tried before. I remember this happening rather frequently. They are primarily from Asia due to the fact that the cuisine of that region is consistently interesting and distinctive. China, Japan, South Korea, Thailand, India, and Indonesia are just some of the countries whose cuisines we have already examined. But the