"J-Just... Just stop these bullshits, Raxon. I don't have time for this." I promised hoarsely, confused by what he was saying. Do his words make sense? Did he really mean it?
"What else do you want? Why are you still bothering me? I have nothing to do with you, so stay away from me..." I don't want to be hurt anymore.His jaw clenched and his eyes became darker. His mouth opened slightly but not a single word came out of it. It was like he stopped his self from speaking. The wind blew hard, a cloud covered the moon as he turned his back on me."I will do what you want, Amara. I will leave you alone." His cold voice equaled the cold atmosphere. I swallowed, not knowing what to say. I don't want to see him anymore. I don't want to talk to him anymore. I want him away. But why now that he has turned his back and is ready to walk away from me is hurting me?"But only this time. This is the only time I'll give you what you want. Only now." Those are his lasBefore I could protest he pulled me away from there. I didn’t see Arci’s reaction but I’m sure he was wondering what Raxon did. She knows nothing about my past with him. In what happened was probably what else he could think. But... Why am I being pulled by this man? "Let me go, Doctor Bermudez." He didn't respond. I want to be calm. But how can I calm down in what he is doing? "Stop this bullshit." He didn't listen to me until I realized that we were going to the parking lot. "Let me go." I strongly promise. "What?!" I couldn't stop myself from raising my voice. This time, he stopped. We're now in the middle of the parking area, alone together. My heart pounded the moment he faced me. His eyes settled on me. That's serious. Deep, dark and caustic. "What do you need, Doctor? If you really want to talk to me, is it really necessary to go here? And one more thing, what is really the reason and you want me to talk privately?" "Is
It's a Tuesday evening. When I came out of work, I first went to a café to buy drinks. Last night I had almost no sleep, and it's because of that stupid Arnaiz. Because of his condition, I did not send him home. I just let him stay on one of our guestrooms, took care of him and stayed by his side all night. He was burning with fever and I couldn’t leave him. So I told him today not to pick me up and just rest. It's good that he listened to me. In the midst of thinking, a familiar woman who just entered the café caught my attention. It's Doctor Vina. I sighed. What a coincidence. I don't know what relationship they have with Raxon, but I think they're closed with each other. They were batchmates then and still are together. They even pursued the same course. Same doctor. What a perfect match. I no longer looked at him and focused on something else while drinking coffee. But it was only a matter of time before someone stopped in
I didn't move. My throat was dry and I was wondering what to do. Should I just leave him? I looked at him again. His eyes were closed as one hand gripped the steering wheel tightly as if he wanted to destroy and crush it. "Why aren't you moving?" He asked while eyes were still closed. I blew air before speaking. "You, why aren't you driving yet?" He opened his eyes and looked at me intently. But I immediately shifted my gaze. At times like this I couldn't bear to look him in the eyes. It feels like the emotion in his eyes can burn me into ashes. "What do you mean? Are you coming?" He couldn't believe the question. "Why, don't you?" I noticed the lift of the corner of his lip. I averted my gaze. Am I doing it right? Did I make the right decision to go with him even though I did not know where he would take me? "Fasten your seatbelt." He commanded. Oh, right. I almost forgot about you. After I locked my seatbelt,
That question made me numb. My throat ran dry and I can feel my weak knees, almost trembling because of mixed up emotions. I could not speak. After all those years of pain, he's now here beside me. So close, yet it feels like he remained unreachable. I kept my gaze on the blue sea, no intention of answering. Silence enveloped us. I don't want to lie. I don't want him to know my real feelings, either. So I chose to remain silent. Even in reality, I want to know a lot. I have a lot to ask him. I want to know what happened in his life after I left. Even if I can be hurt by whatever I discover, I still want to know it. Though we can't do anything about the past, I still want to know his side. He was not to blame for what happened, yet I blamed him. I was driven by anger at his mother and hatred of everything that happened. And also, I blamed him for not doing anything, for not fighting for me. But on the other hand, I thought maybe he didn
I adjusted my posture before following Raxon to see who was knocking. I was somewhat uneasy because of what just happened."Hi Rax!" It was a beautiful woman, maybe on her mid-twenties. It had a big smile but when it came to me the look suddenly disappeared. Raxon's admirer, huh? Maybe, they are close. It just went in and went straight to the room. "Katrina." She looked at him again and smiled sexily. He openly glared at Raxon's body which I almost felt. The fool, on the other hand, doesn't seem to care if anyone sees him naked. "I heard you were coming, so I went right away." I couldn't escape the fact that her breasts were almost bulging because of the clothes she was wearing. I was overwhelmed with irritation. Just when I'm on the verge of leaving them, Raxon held my waist. I notice the sourness of the woman’s face because of that. "Yes. We want to take a vacation for a while. By the way, this is Amara. My fianceé." Katrina's mouth d
He looked up. I swallowed hard, can't take the intensity of his dark stare. But I just stayed where I was, openly staring at him as he slowly got out of the water. He took the white towel to the side, not cutting our gaze. He wiped the water in his face, down to his neck and bare chest. He immediately walked in afterwards. I stayed in my position, though. I'm not sleepy yet and the air here is relieved. I felt relieved on the stress and pressure I'm feeling these past days. I was a little stressed because of the company. As the Soldevilla heiress, it's already expected that I'm the one who's gonna take over the company. And with that, the pressure is killing me. I don't want to disappoint people who consider me family. A few moments later, the door opened. I didn't look at it because I knew it was Raxon who entered. "Not yet sleepy?" He stand beside me with his hand resting on the back of my waist. I glanced at him. He's now wearing a
I sighed. Manila's polluted air welcomed our arrival. I admit, I was a little sad on our way home. Those three days in that place made me feel so alive. I had time to think things through. Raxon and I also had more time to clarify everything. What happened in the past pained the both of us. He was hurt, I was also devastated. I was too young to engage in a serious relationship. Meanwhile, he was too powerless compared to his mother. And now, I learned to accept that it was the wrong time for our love. "I'll deliver you." I immediately shook my head, rejecting his offer. "I'll just take a taxi." "Amara ---" "Rax, please? They might be surprised mom. I don't want them to be surprised at first, especially since my departure was sudden. Let me handle this one." He sighed. "But I'll see you tomorrow." That was not a question. It's a statement. "Maybe you're busy ---" "I'll make time." "Alright." In hi
Raxon's POVThe next day dad called an emergency meeting when a news broke. It was published in a news article that a ship we were going to the United States set sail even overloaded. That news made my head ache. But despite this I am thankful nothing bad happened in the middle of the voyage. Coincidentally we will lose a few millions. And our company's credibility would surely be questioned. It might even lead to bankruptcy. I sighed sensibly exiting the conference room. Dad was obviously in trouble. Even though there was nothing wrong with the voyage, it was still a big loss to us, especially since there were more than two thousand people on board the ship. We were the most trusted in this industry, and now ... I don't know. This problem really needs to be addressed. And I think a presscon can do something. We just need to deliver to people that it didn’t really happen on purpose. For the investors, they just need an explanation. Ma
Raxon's POVThe next day dad called an emergency meeting when a news broke. It was published in a news article that a ship we were going to the United States set sail even overloaded. That news made my head ache. But despite this I am thankful nothing bad happened in the middle of the voyage. Coincidentally we will lose a few millions. And our company's credibility would surely be questioned. It might even lead to bankruptcy. I sighed sensibly exiting the conference room. Dad was obviously in trouble. Even though there was nothing wrong with the voyage, it was still a big loss to us, especially since there were more than two thousand people on board the ship. We were the most trusted in this industry, and now ... I don't know. This problem really needs to be addressed. And I think a presscon can do something. We just need to deliver to people that it didn’t really happen on purpose. For the investors, they just need an explanation. Ma
I sighed. Manila's polluted air welcomed our arrival. I admit, I was a little sad on our way home. Those three days in that place made me feel so alive. I had time to think things through. Raxon and I also had more time to clarify everything. What happened in the past pained the both of us. He was hurt, I was also devastated. I was too young to engage in a serious relationship. Meanwhile, he was too powerless compared to his mother. And now, I learned to accept that it was the wrong time for our love. "I'll deliver you." I immediately shook my head, rejecting his offer. "I'll just take a taxi." "Amara ---" "Rax, please? They might be surprised mom. I don't want them to be surprised at first, especially since my departure was sudden. Let me handle this one." He sighed. "But I'll see you tomorrow." That was not a question. It's a statement. "Maybe you're busy ---" "I'll make time." "Alright." In hi
He looked up. I swallowed hard, can't take the intensity of his dark stare. But I just stayed where I was, openly staring at him as he slowly got out of the water. He took the white towel to the side, not cutting our gaze. He wiped the water in his face, down to his neck and bare chest. He immediately walked in afterwards. I stayed in my position, though. I'm not sleepy yet and the air here is relieved. I felt relieved on the stress and pressure I'm feeling these past days. I was a little stressed because of the company. As the Soldevilla heiress, it's already expected that I'm the one who's gonna take over the company. And with that, the pressure is killing me. I don't want to disappoint people who consider me family. A few moments later, the door opened. I didn't look at it because I knew it was Raxon who entered. "Not yet sleepy?" He stand beside me with his hand resting on the back of my waist. I glanced at him. He's now wearing a
I adjusted my posture before following Raxon to see who was knocking. I was somewhat uneasy because of what just happened."Hi Rax!" It was a beautiful woman, maybe on her mid-twenties. It had a big smile but when it came to me the look suddenly disappeared. Raxon's admirer, huh? Maybe, they are close. It just went in and went straight to the room. "Katrina." She looked at him again and smiled sexily. He openly glared at Raxon's body which I almost felt. The fool, on the other hand, doesn't seem to care if anyone sees him naked. "I heard you were coming, so I went right away." I couldn't escape the fact that her breasts were almost bulging because of the clothes she was wearing. I was overwhelmed with irritation. Just when I'm on the verge of leaving them, Raxon held my waist. I notice the sourness of the woman’s face because of that. "Yes. We want to take a vacation for a while. By the way, this is Amara. My fianceé." Katrina's mouth d
That question made me numb. My throat ran dry and I can feel my weak knees, almost trembling because of mixed up emotions. I could not speak. After all those years of pain, he's now here beside me. So close, yet it feels like he remained unreachable. I kept my gaze on the blue sea, no intention of answering. Silence enveloped us. I don't want to lie. I don't want him to know my real feelings, either. So I chose to remain silent. Even in reality, I want to know a lot. I have a lot to ask him. I want to know what happened in his life after I left. Even if I can be hurt by whatever I discover, I still want to know it. Though we can't do anything about the past, I still want to know his side. He was not to blame for what happened, yet I blamed him. I was driven by anger at his mother and hatred of everything that happened. And also, I blamed him for not doing anything, for not fighting for me. But on the other hand, I thought maybe he didn
I didn't move. My throat was dry and I was wondering what to do. Should I just leave him? I looked at him again. His eyes were closed as one hand gripped the steering wheel tightly as if he wanted to destroy and crush it. "Why aren't you moving?" He asked while eyes were still closed. I blew air before speaking. "You, why aren't you driving yet?" He opened his eyes and looked at me intently. But I immediately shifted my gaze. At times like this I couldn't bear to look him in the eyes. It feels like the emotion in his eyes can burn me into ashes. "What do you mean? Are you coming?" He couldn't believe the question. "Why, don't you?" I noticed the lift of the corner of his lip. I averted my gaze. Am I doing it right? Did I make the right decision to go with him even though I did not know where he would take me? "Fasten your seatbelt." He commanded. Oh, right. I almost forgot about you. After I locked my seatbelt,
It's a Tuesday evening. When I came out of work, I first went to a café to buy drinks. Last night I had almost no sleep, and it's because of that stupid Arnaiz. Because of his condition, I did not send him home. I just let him stay on one of our guestrooms, took care of him and stayed by his side all night. He was burning with fever and I couldn’t leave him. So I told him today not to pick me up and just rest. It's good that he listened to me. In the midst of thinking, a familiar woman who just entered the café caught my attention. It's Doctor Vina. I sighed. What a coincidence. I don't know what relationship they have with Raxon, but I think they're closed with each other. They were batchmates then and still are together. They even pursued the same course. Same doctor. What a perfect match. I no longer looked at him and focused on something else while drinking coffee. But it was only a matter of time before someone stopped in
Before I could protest he pulled me away from there. I didn’t see Arci’s reaction but I’m sure he was wondering what Raxon did. She knows nothing about my past with him. In what happened was probably what else he could think. But... Why am I being pulled by this man? "Let me go, Doctor Bermudez." He didn't respond. I want to be calm. But how can I calm down in what he is doing? "Stop this bullshit." He didn't listen to me until I realized that we were going to the parking lot. "Let me go." I strongly promise. "What?!" I couldn't stop myself from raising my voice. This time, he stopped. We're now in the middle of the parking area, alone together. My heart pounded the moment he faced me. His eyes settled on me. That's serious. Deep, dark and caustic. "What do you need, Doctor? If you really want to talk to me, is it really necessary to go here? And one more thing, what is really the reason and you want me to talk privately?" "Is
"J-Just... Just stop these bullshits, Raxon. I don't have time for this." I promised hoarsely, confused by what he was saying. Do his words make sense? Did he really mean it? "What else do you want? Why are you still bothering me? I have nothing to do with you, so stay away from me..." I don't want to be hurt anymore.His jaw clenched and his eyes became darker. His mouth opened slightly but not a single word came out of it. It was like he stopped his self from speaking. The wind blew hard, a cloud covered the moon as he turned his back on me. "I will do what you want, Amara. I will leave you alone." His cold voice equaled the cold atmosphere. I swallowed, not knowing what to say. I don't want to see him anymore. I don't want to talk to him anymore. I want him away. But why now that he has turned his back and is ready to walk away from me is hurting me? "But only this time. This is the only time I'll give you what you want. Only now." Those are his las