Chapter 3

“Suck it faster, I’m coming.” I commanded Amanda. My new fling.

She moved her head so fast as I commanded and with the help of her hands too, I reached my climax and came out in her mouth. She looked at me seductively while wiping my cum on her face using her tongue.

“You can go now.” I told her while getting up and fixing my pants.

She looked at me with disbelief. She immediately grabs a piece of tissue and cleans the remaining mess on her face.

“What the hell was that Syke? You called me just to suck your dick?” She angrily hissed at me.

I looked at her with my emotionless face.

“Why? Is there anything you need from me? Tell it to Brian. He’ll give you whatever it is.”

Brian is my executive assistant.

“I thought we’re doing better than your previous relationship?” She retorted.

I smirked.

“You called that relationship? We just see each other to fuck. So it's the same as my previous one.”

I impatiently check the time on my watch. I have an upcoming meeting in a few minutes. And it looks like Amanda was not gonna leave this situation just like this.

“Syke we have a connection! I know you feel it too! That’s love!” Her voice is starting to raise.

“Amanda, I can’t deal with this bullshit right now. I have a meeting that I need to attend.”

I still respond to her with a calm voice I can manage despite the fact I’m starting to get annoyed. I should have listened to Brian last time about Amanda’s previous scandals.

This woman is just so hot that I couldn't resist when she started to approach me last week at an after-party of my fashion show.

“You called this bullshit? So, I’m just bullshit to you?! After all the things we’ve been through?!!” She’s getting out of hand. I secretly press the intercom to call the attention of Brian. He’s office is just outside mine.

“What the hell are you talking about? Amanda calm down okay? I really have a meeting soon but let’s talk about this next time, okay?”

I said, trying to calm her down.

Before she said any crap again, Brian suddenly opens the door with two bodyguards with him. Whew, I’m safe.

“Miss Amanda, I’m sorry but you need to leave. Sir Syke has a meeting in 20 minutes.”

Brian said professionally then he signals the bodyguards to escort Amanda outside my office.

“We’re not done Syke! If you’re thinking of dumping me, you're gonna regret it!”

She threatened.

Once she’s out together with the bodyguards, Brian looked at me with a face saying ‘I told you’.

“Save your preaching later, Brian. We need to go.” I said before he started talking.

“Fine. I’ll save it in the car on our way.”  He said while following me outside towards my office.

While in the car, Brian’s preaching was like music in my ear. Music that I hate. Actually, I don’t understand anything he’s saying. My mind is somewhere else. How could Amanda easily say we have a connection? Just because we’re fucking, she thinks we’re connected? Love? We’re fucking and it’s love to her? Women nowadays. Is there still a woman out there who knows the real meaning of the word love?

Sounds funny right?  A playboy like me seeking true love? Who knows? Maybe someday I could have. Someday in the far, far, far future.

“Sir Syke, your phone is ringing. You should answer that, it’s been ringing for a while.”

Brian snapped me from my thoughts. I checked my phone. It is my twin brother.

“Dylan Bro, What’s up?” I asked him upon answering his call.

[I’m getting married to Anastacia.] He said casually but I can feel the happiness in his voice.

“Congrats Bro! That's great news but wait, haven’t you just started dating a few months ago?”

Yeah, he used to talk about a lot of Anastacia with me. My brother and I are really close. Among my family after our mother died, he’s the only person talking to me and I’m fine with that since I chose this life away from all of them.

[Yeah, six months to be exact.] He spoke.

“So, what’s the rush? Is she pregnant or what?” I asked.

I know that Anastacia is a popular model in Asia. I’ve been trying to persuade her to join my agency way before my brother started dating her but she politely declined my offer and said that she wanted to focus her modeling career in Asia before she goes to Eastern part of the world. My agency is still open for her anytime. She’s really one of the best models I’ve seen so far.

[No, she’s not. She’s a model bro, you know how important her physique is to her job.] He answered.

“Did that bastard tell you to marry her?” I asked in a serious tone.

And with that bastard I’m talking about yeah, it’s our father.

[It’s all on me bro. Don’t worry. I think that Anastacia is really the one for me. I just can’t explain how. But with her everything seems to be in place in my life. She’s like the missing piece of my heart. The yin in my yang, the key to my lock, the---]

“Bro, bro I get it. Stop reciting cheesy rhymes. It makes me sick.” I joked.

Obviously, Dylan and I have different perceptions of love. He’s into it and I’m not ready for it.

[You’ll understand it someday when you find the ‘one’.]  He spoke.

“Yeah right.” I answered shortly.

[Anyways, I called you because I want a big favor from you. Consider it as your wedding gift for me.] He said, changing topics.

“Name it bro and consider it done.” I said nonchalantly.

[That’s great. No turning back. I want you to design our wedding outfits and I want you to be here in my wedding. Before and after.] He said seriously.

“What did you mean before?” I wondered.

[Go here now and support me in everything. I kinda need big brother support now.]

Yeah, I’m older than him. Just a few minutes actually and he takes it too seriously. I really don’t want to go back to the Philippines, especially if that old man will be there too. I don’t want to breathe the same air he’s breathing. That’s how much I hate him but Dylan is very important to me and I respect our relationship as brothers. Dylan never ever abandoned me since then.

“Looks like I don’t have a choice, eh?” I defeatedly agreed.

[Thanks Bro. See you next week. Just send me the details of your flight so I can pick you up.] He seems so happy. I made the right decision. For the first time in a while, I choose not to be selfish.

“Sure. Gotta go Bro. Work is calling me now.”

[Sure, Bye. Thanks again, Syke.] Then he hung up.

“Brian, I want you to take care of the business for a while.”

Brian looked at me skeptically.

Philippines. Around whatever time it is but the heat of the sun is scorching me. It’s been ages since I visited here. Dylan and I never lost a connection though, he’s the one who always visited me in America. I arrived earlier than I thought. And I told Dylan to pick me up one hour later than my schedule so I don’t have a choice but to wait.

I ordered a coffee in a coffee shop I first saw inside the airport. I’m wearing a mask and a shade to observed people around me quietly. And I found a chair to sit on, I immediately put down first my coffee then I stood up to remove my coat.

Accidentally, I hit someone on my back while removing my coat and spilled her coffee on the floor. She has a fast reflex so she avoided the coffee spilling on her clothes.

“I’m so sorry, Miss.” I immediately apologized.

I turned my gaze to her face and I didn’t expect what I saw. She’s a beautiful woman with a long black hair that curled on the ends. She’s wearing a white long sleeve neatly tucked in on her fitted slacks. She got nice behind that make me want to slap it for no reason at all. The sleeve of her polo was rolled up into her elbow. There’s something on her face that make me stared for a long time. I don’t know if it’s her almond shape eyes or her cute and pointed nose or her pouty lips or her perfectly shaped eyebrows that’s raising on me right now.

Only then I realized, I may be staring at her for a while and she looks irritated now. She kinda looked intimidating when she stared at me too.

“Mister? What are you doing?” She asked with not-a friendly tone I assumed.

“I-I’m sorry for your coffee. I can buy you a new one.”

When did I get nervous talking to a lady?

“You’re sorry for my coffee but not for me?” She spoke.

What did she say? Is this Amanda’s Filipino version?

“What? I already apologized twice, to you and your coffee.” I retorted.

She looks caught off guard.

Hmmm… First time to be answered back?

“You should be aware of your surroundings next time. You’re lucky you didn’t spill the coffee on my things.” She said gaining back her confidence.

“I might say as well to you.” I replied, smirking underneath my mask.

And then I remember, maybe she’s treating me like this because she hasn’t seen my face. So, to make her regret her actions towards me I decided to remove my mask. Unfortunately, while removing it she suddenly walked away.

What the fuck?

I followed her through my gaze and saw her approaching a guy. Wait, is that Dave Steel?

Yeah, I know him. He’s one of the most respected journalists in America. They shake each other's hands. And what surprised me, the woman was smiling and she totally looked like a different person. She became more beautiful in my eyes.

Fuck what is this? Did I just fall in love at first sight? Wait or maybe I’m just horny?

I chose the latter part. That’s the reason for sure. Falling in love is not on my list in this country. I’m just here to support my brother. Have fun and fuck some.