I'm sitting here on the couch in Wayne's living room right now. It's almost four o'clock in the afternoon. I haven't done anything in this house all day because Manang Susan won't allow me to help her with domestic duties because she was treating me like a visitor.
From where I was seated, I couldn't help but sigh. It's not like I'm used to doing nothing. That's why, when the boredom hits me so hard, I’m planning to find a job in the following few day.
Anyways, when Manang and I had lunch earlier together, I decided to organize my belongings and clothes in my room. There's a cabinet inside of my room so that's where I put my clothes, and to be honest… I just finished everything, so now I'm just simply resting here in the living room.
While relaxing, I took another look around the place and took careful note in details of everything. I'm now facing his massive flat-screen TV, and I can feel the softnes
I made a series but weak knocks on the closed door of Wayne's room, , intending to take the snacks prepared by Manang Susan."Come in," Wayne said faintly from inside, and that was all I needed to hear to grab the doorknob and unlock it. When I opened the door, Wayne was the one who immediately welcomed my eyes, sitting in a swiveling chair in front of his desk with the woman perched on his thigh and then I also notice that her both hands were wrapped around to his neck.I was taken aback by what I witnessed at first, especially since Wayne and the woman appeared unfazed by my presence. But, after attempting to recover from my shock, I decided to go inside. "Here are your snacks," whispered softly as I placed the tray I had brought into Wayne's room's little living area.At that very moment, I felt like eyes were looking at me, it was either Wayne or that arrogant and haughty woman, but I tried to restrain myself from not paying
WAYNE’s POVI offered Veronica a seat on one of my couches inside my room, but she's in the mood to be mischievous right now, so instead of relaxing on one of my couches... she took a seat on my lap. I didn't have a strong reaction to that because we had known each other for a long time.She's like a younger sister to me , and she also treats me as if I were her older brother, despite the fact that she is an only child. She's 5 years younger than me, by the way.“What now? Are you and Uncle Luis fighting again?” I inquired. Fortunately, she was light-weighted in some way, so when she sat on my lap with her two hands still wrapped around my neck, I didn't react much.“Nope. She replied, "Dad sent me over to tell you about the charity ball."Because of what she said, I instinctively touched the bridge of my brow. It was almost as if I had forgotten about the charity. "Oh, please don't
LEIGH’s POV I couldn't stop myself from walking back and forth in front of my locked bedroom door. Because of the nervousness I'm experiencing right now, I instinctively bite the nails of my thumb. This is one of my bad mannerisms.Despite the fact that I didn't get much sleep last night, I aim to wake up early today to speak with Wayne. I'm pretty sure I won't be able to do that later because he gets up early to go to work.After almost a second, I immediately stopped walking and pressed my ear against my bedroom door to listen to him outside.I still mustered up the courage to face him and to say what I wanted to say to him because I knew in myself that I had no right to oppose him.When I heard nothing from outside, I immediately throw a gazed at the wall clock in this room to check what time it was. It's almost six o'clock in the morning.In these instances, I
I'm sitting in my room right now. I t's already 10 o’clock in the evening butI'm still awake. Even though I've been exhausted all day because Zienna and I went shopping, I don't seem to want to sleep right now. She didn't just purchased me a dress, she also bought shoes, bags, and jewelry that would match the dress she chose for me to wear to the event. Wayne, by the way, did not join me for dinnerearlier, but he is now at home. Manang was the only one I ate with and she mentioned to me that Wayne was always like that, that he was constantly busy, especially at night because of the cases he was working on.I suddenly remembered my case with him, and I realized I hadn't asked him for an update on it in a long time. But now that I'm thinking about it, I'll just find a good time to ask him... maybe some other day.After about a minute, I decided to go to sleep. I was feeling a little hungry so I chose to ignore it and ju
Third Person’s POV WAYNE can't stop himself from cursing countless times! Damn! Fuck!He could sense it! He felt that his thing down there erected. But, c'mon, what the fuck! As swiftly as his manhood emerged, the woman who had made him feel that way vanished from his view, as if nothing had happened.You can’t blame him for feeling aroused over her, especially after smelling her watermelon scent of shampoo. He'd become hooked to that smell while he and Leigh were still together before, so he couldn't blame himself for being aroused.He tried to restrain himself, but he couldn't. He doesn't want to admit to Leigh that he's still damn obsessed and a little bit fascinated with her, but he can't help himself.He realized that he was only fooling himself because his obsession with her grew with each passing day, he became crazier over her.Wayne could
Leigh couldn't help but close her eyes firmly when the tip of her boyfriend's manhood brushed her entrance as if it was ready to enter inside her. At that time, she could feel her heart thumping hard and fast. She couldn't help but clutch Wayne's bed sheet hard as he began to feel pain as he entered."H-hon, it hurts!" she could not restrain herself from complaining. Who wouldn't be hurt if she didn't expect Wayne’s groins to be that huge! That was the first time she saw that thing, after almost two years in a relationship.To be honest, she also did not think that she would give up her virginity to the young man now. She thought that they would just have a simple celebration today on their pre anniversary but, to be obvious, it’s a wrong thought. She can't do anything right now to stop him, and on the other side of her mind... she doesn't want to stop Wayne too. She has no intention of doing so, either.Her decision that night was firm and final. She admitted to herself
LEIGH’S POV It is now Friday evening. Right now, I'm staring in front of a large, circular mirror on the vanity table in my bedroom. I can’t help but focus on my face since I am now wearing full make-up. Nude lipstick, smoky eye shadow, cat-eye style, and finely formed nose line. My cheeks also glowing because of the highlighter applied there, I also wear a gray contact lens which I'm not used to. This is the first time I've seen myself wearing make-up, so I'll have to admit... I love it. It is also expected that the outcome will be good because my make-up artist is more than simple artist. After all, Zienna is the one who sent them here, so they're all professionals. My hair looks fantastic as well. It’s now perfectly straight with some blonde highlights. My hairstylist had previously inserted an extension to make my hair as long as it was. My hair even reaches my buttocks. It appeals to me as well.We'll be leaving in a few hours for the charity ball Wayne and I are
I observed that he lifted his arm right away as soon as we reached the event hall's closed entrance, where the charity ball was being held. I couldn't help but gaze at him because I wasn't that slow, so I knew what he meant right away. He wants me to cling to him.'I thought he was mad at me?' I couldn't help but wonder, but I gently raised my hand accepted it. I didn't want us to argue about it anymore, especially when we were in front of this double door in the event hall where the charity ball would take place tonight.The door eventually opened after a brief delay. The surroundings initially struck me as being impressive. Very beautiful! I cannot argue that this gathering is primarily intended for affluent individuals. From top to bottom, it appears to have been well planned and organized by professional organizers, who undoubtedly spent a significant sum of money on this spectacular setup.The space is filled with numerous round tables, each of which has a chandelier at the top.
The days passed swiftly. It's Sunday now, and I'm just walking home. It's only five in the afternoon, so I decided to walk instead of taking a ride. I wanted to save my hard-earned money. I didn't want to spend the entirety of my week's salary so carelessly.This is my last paycheck from the restaurant, so I need to be frugal. I've already bid farewell to Ma'am Sammie. I felt a bit embarrassed because I didn't last long at my job, and Pio only recommended me, but I have no choice but to fulfill the promise I made to Wayne.It's just sad because I know deep down that I'm capable of my job. It's tiring, yes, but isn't every job demanding in its own way? I also felt bad about suddenly resigning and leaving my co-workers. I had become close to them, especially Yuki, whom I considered like a younger sibling.But, as I mentioned, there's nothing more I can do. I've said yes to Wayne. Here I am, following what he wants.Speaking of Wayne... the past days between us have been quite pleasant.
"So, are you really saying that you delivered food to that kind of place?" Wayne exclaimed as I entered his house. Actually, I felt earlier that he was definitely going to bring up the topic, but he couldn't because we didn't go home together. I had to swing by the restaurant to return the motorbike, while he went back to retrieve his car, which he had left behind.As soon as I entered, he immediately asked me what I was doing in that place, and I simply answered his question. Now, I could clearly see the anger in his expression as he stared directly at me."Yes, because it's my job," I replied seriously. I didn't know what he was so angry about now, especially when he's the one with an issue between the two of us."You delivered food to a gambling den!" he repeated. "I knew it, your job isn't safe!" He even stood up from his seat on the sofa because of his frustration with me.My ears were ringing now, and my patience was running thin too. Like I said, he's the one with an issue, so
My morning began with a surge of irritation as I woke up early, preparing for my day at the restaurant. I practically tossed the comb I was using onto my vanity table. The annoyance from last night still lingered within me. It wasn't because things didn't go as planned between Wayne and me, but rather, it was because I had come to realize who called him last night.No wonder that name seemed so familiar. I couldn't afford to be mistaken; she was the snobbish woman from the charity ball. She was the one accompanying Wayne on the night that became the reason why Wayne denied me."Argh! This is infuriating! If only I had known sooner that it was her... then maybe I would have found a way to stop Wayne from leaving last night," I muttered to myself.I sighed deeply and decided it was time to leave my room. I couldn't afford to be late for the restaurant, not with all this anger simmering inside me.As I descended the stairs, I automatically stopped in my tracks upon seeing Ya
I got out of Wayne's car without looking back, clutching my sling bag tightly as he parked his car. I headed straight for the entrance of his house, not turning around. I could feel my heart pounding with every step. I wanted to turn around to confirm if he was following me or not, but I decided against it and chose to walk faster instead."I need to get to my room as soon as possible," I whispered to myself.As expected, Yaya Susan was nowhere to be seen when I entered the house. My nervousness intensified even more because of that.I hurriedly climbed the stairs, wishing I could take three steps at a time just to get to my room faster.I secretly smiled when I reached the front of my bedroom door. I didn't hesitate and immediately reached for the doorknob, about to twist it open. However, a hand suddenly rested on top of mine, as if helping me turn it. I didn't look back to see who it was, but I recognized him instantly from the scent of his perfume.I was about to pull
I feel like I've lost myself while sitting here at the back of the jeepney. I'm currently on my way to the restaurant. I'm still holding onto the handle, but I'm lost in thought. Until now, I can't believe what happened between Wayne and me last night.If only I could smack my own head right now, I might have done it. But I held myself back because I'm not the only passenger right now.I just hope that the people in front of me don't notice my flushed face. I can feel my cheeks burning, especially since I vividly remember everything that happened after what happened in the car.I felt like I was dozing off already just from Wayne's embrace as he carried me towards my room. It was only when he gently laid me on the soft bed that I slightly jolted awake.I could hear his faint, somewhat hoarse voice whisper to me, "Just sleep tight, I'll clean you."At that moment, I didn't quite understand what he meant. I just saw his back as he walked into my bathroom. My eyelids closed on their own
Wayne's hand continued to caress her thigh, moving up and down, while he maintained his unwavering gaze into her eyes."Please, tell me you're not going to work anymore. I'm offering you a secretarial position at my firm. Why can't you just accept it, huh?" Leigh bit her lower lip in response to the warmth she felt from Wayne's touch, but she restrained herself. She suppressed the conflicting impulses within her to be able to answer him."W-Wayne—"Leigh couldn't finish her sentence as Wayne suddenly kissed her. She was taken aback in those moments, finding it hard to believe that their conversation had turned into a passionate kiss. But when she noticed that Wayne had closed his eyes while savoring the connection of their lips, she involuntarily closed her eyes too."Hmmm." Leigh unintentionally let out a soft moan. Wayne's hand continued its motion on her thigh, accompanying the fervent kisses they were sharing."Tell me... you're not going to work... hmmm..." Wayne murmured between
Wayne quickly closed the folder he had been reading that evening. He also glanced at his black wristwatch and noticed it was almost seven o'clock. He stood up, about to reach for the black coat hanging on his swivel chair, when Brent suddenly entered his office without even knocking."Oh? Leaving already?" Brent asked him, carrying about five white folders, catching Wayne's quick gaze.Wayne was currently at his law firm during that time. He had initially decided not to go to the office, claiming he was still recovering from the illness he had the night before. But boredom got the best of him at home, especially since Leigh wasn't there, so he ended up showing up around noon after having lunch.Leigh had eaten incredibly quickly, almost finishing her meal in about five bites before promptly leaving after Wayne paid for her orders."Yeah. Just put the folders on my table," Wayne replied without much emotion as he put on his coat. He noticed from the corner of his eye that Bre
Leigh's eyes widened as she read Wayne's text message. She didn't know why, but her eyebrows furrowed involuntarily upon seeing the three red heart emojis from Wayne's message."Ugh! This is my fault. Why did I accidentally press the heart emoji out of all the emojis on my phone?" Leigh complained to herself. She felt like slamming her phone against her head, but she restrained herself because there were many restaurant staff around her now.She was on break along with a few colleagues.Throughout the morning, Leigh had only received three delivery orders. Not many people were ordering online, so she had some time to rest now. Since she was quite worried about Wayne, she decided to send him a text as her first move. But this is what happened; she accidentally pressed something she shouldn't have.She decided to send Wayne another message. She thought maybe she could take back her earlier message.To: Wayne'I accidentally pressed the heart... I didn't mean to.' Sent.She
Despite not having slept well the previous night due to her racing thoughts, and in addition to that, consistently checking on Wayne's condition in the adjacent room, Leigh managed to rouse herself early the following morning. The ambiance retained a lingering dimness as Leigh awoke. Passing Wayne's room, she cast another fleeting glance inside to ascertain if he remained in peaceful slumber. Squinting her eyes, she gently twisted the doorknob to Wayne's room. Inside, Wayne was still sleeping peacefully. She carefully closed the door again and proceeded straight to the kitchen. Aware that Yaya Fracia typically came around eight in the morning, Leigh realized she'd have to get Wayne's medication ready once he woke up. Taking charge, she decided to take the initiative to cook and prepare their breakfast. She opted to prepare something quick and easy. She needed to hurry since she also had work to attend to. She rustled up a batch of ready-to-mix pancakes and fried sunny-side-up eggs.