Farrah Evans is the definition of the modern-day liberated lady. Get drunk, get laid, and get your freedom. That was what she wants for the rest of her life. Not a percentage, not even in her dreams she imagined of being married and committed to only one man. The plan is to be a forever rich single Auntie who lives alone in a mansion, wears a pair of Gucci gloves on a wedding, and brag about traveling around the world while holding a limited edition LV bag on her Amigas.However, Uno Saldivar is the most persistent and longest suitor she encountered in her life. The man started to pursue her back in senior high days. Uno is a certified nerdy boy who got no fun, he's a studious, hardworking geek who aims to be one of the most successful men on their generation. And the one who will marry Farrah, the girl of his daydreams. Farrah doesn't know that she's falling for him. She is a known playgirl who hooks up with rich handsome boys and being with Uno will taint her image. She planned to escape the humiliation she'll experience so she never admitted to herself that she likes the man and covered it with anger. Annoyed and exhausted of him chasing her, she made a deal. "When I reached the age of twenty-seven and I'm still not married nor have a boyfriend, I'll marry you. If anyone of us refuses to get married, the one who rejects will pay the other million dollars." After years of being apart from Uno, a tragedy happened which turned her life upside down.
View MoreI crumpled the paper and harshly throw it in the trash bin beside my table. The fuck is wrong with the old hag and he had the guts to leave a big loan in my hands?!
"Ma'am, what should I tell them?" My secretary's eyes were glued on her shoes, averting my sharp gaze.
My head is currently in turmoil. I thought the only problem that we are facing right now is that tragedy, but how come a big loan will resurface at a very dark moment of my life?!
My upper lip moved as I sarcastically smirked in the air. My hands flew from my wooden table to my forehead and touched it like I am wiping my sweat.
And again, the papers in front of me caught my attention. Some are letters about the employee's late salaries, complaints about the service, and some, requests for meetings. I sighed and hardly hit the table. Mayi, my secretary jumped in shock and glanced at me with fear in her eyes.
"Cancel all my schedules for today and let me rest. Tell them I'm sick and will attend to them when I feel fine," I eyed her with my serious look and signed her to go out of my office.
I turned my swivel chair around and faced the glass wall. Here you can see the tallest buildings and clouds. When you look down, cars will look like toys run by remote controls for they are so small.
"Mayi!" I called when I thought of something which can somehow make my mood lighter. "Bring me some wine!" I yelled when the door opened.
"Yes Ma'am,"
Days had been so rough for me, and I couldn't stand the stress I am currently facing. I didn't know how it happened, or when did it start, but the last time I checked, I'm busy partying and burning money.
Party, and booze. My wings are always busy flying while flaunting how free I am. And then suddenly, I woke up having these whole bunch of craps.
Farrah Evans, the Pacifica Airlines heiress runs out of money. I never dreamt of flying with my big, strong wings while being chased with the flying loansharks!
As soon as Mayi came and give me the wine I am asking, I busied myself in thinking of how I would be able to pay for the loans without giving up the company.
I pulled the wine up and saw the price at the bottom.
Four hundred dollars for a fucking bottle of wine?! It doesn't even taste great! I should have asked for soju instead! That tastes better!
I grunted. I put the bottle down the table and stood up. I placed both of my hands at the sides of my waist and paced back and forth, trying to search for the answer to my problems.
I bit my lips and forcibly kicked my swivel chair, releasing all the anger that is building up in my whole system.
"I hate being poor!" I yelled and flinched when I felt a pain in my right foot. "Why is life getting harder each day?!"
I reached for my Hermes bag and searched for my phone. Right, should I sell all my bags? One bag costs a million. I counted my bags in my head and included some of my unused shoes but eventually shook my head.
That won't work! It can only pay for the delayed salaries and some small loans even if I sell all of them! I opened my phone and called Vanessa.
"What's up, CEO?" She teasingly said behind the line. Her voice is a bit loud and the background is noisy, like the sound of a hairdryer.
"Can you turn the phone off for a moment?" My lips twitch as I moved the phone away from me.
"What do you need, girl? A million? Sorry but the line i-i-s tu-toot—"
"Stop it with your acts, Van. I won't make a loan, I'm not that poor yet!" I yelled, but when I remembered how my company is doing, I sighed.
"You have an appointment for today?" I asked and sat in my swivel chair. The sun is already setting and no matter how I want to admire it, all the things that I am going through make everything ugly.
"Nothing, I mean, yes, I'm going to party."
"Party? Can I go?" I looked heavenward while moving the chair from side-to-side, thinking of when did the last time I go clubbing and have fun.
"I thought you're busy? Anyway, you can. Am I going to fetch you or nah?"
"No, just text me the details. I'll be there," I uttered in a low voice and started to fix my things.
The upbeat music dominated my sense of hearing the moment I stepped inside the bar. The dancefloor is now crowded and noisy even if it's still 9 pm. I squeezed myself to the see of people before I found Van's hand waving in a couch.
"You look dazzling, girl!" She laughed as she kissed my cheek and roam her eyes in my body.
"You look expensive for a girl running out of money," she blurted and spit out another speck of laughter before offering a seat.
"I don't have money anymore, why would I let people know that I'm poor as a rat already? At least dress according to the place you're going, Van." I rolled my eyes and reaches for the bottle of whiskey in the center table.
"Why, I thought the company can still survive?" She asks and gave me a shot glass. I poured all my attention at the glass of whiskey and drank it before shotting Vanessa a glance.
"It could, only if my Dad didn't leave me several loans." I sighed and pour another glass.
"What are your plans, then? Do you want me to invest in your company?" My eyes shifted to Vanessa's concerned face.
"You don't have to, a failing business is not the one you should give a chance. You'll just waste your money," I uttered. "Maybe I could announce bankruptcy and give all the employees their last salaries after I settled it with the bored?" I unsurely added and heaved another sigh.
"What do you think?" I tilted my head and waited for her answer.
"Have you tried decreasing the number of employees? Pacifica can still survive if only you would want it,"
"I want to, but do I have the money?" I smiled. "I don't," I added and shot another glass.
"If only I can have at least one million dollars then I can sell all my properties and bags, decrease my staffs and start over again then—"
"What the fuck, Farrah! You can have a million dollars if you want to!" Vanessa's eyes widened as she started to shake my shoulders continuously.
I stared at her weirdly and slapped her arms away from my shoulders. "You still don't change, you've got no poise." I rolled my eyes.
"It's real! You could have a million dollars!" She insisted. I wrinkled my nose and licked my lips.
"Through what? Getting married to an old man who can die easily? I laughed and shook my head. Vanessa's forehead creased.
"Of course not!" Her eyes darted at the table in front of us and pointed someone using her lips.
"You'll get the money through that man," she said.
My eyes followed her gaze. My lips parted as I glanced at the man I tried to forget years ago. I stared at Vanessa with disbelief.
"Are you sure this would work?" I asked as I unlocked my seatbelts. I glanced at the rearview mirror and puckered my lips.
"Just tell him your objective, girl. You just need to make him refuse with the marriage, show him your written deal and you'll get the money!" Vanessa clapped her hands as she smiled widely.
"I'm so bright, right?" She put all her hair on the other side of her shoulders and grinned. "No need to thank me, jump out of my car and talk to him!" She said and pushed my shoulder.
I hesitantly opened the passenger door and strutted the way to the tall building with a huge name in bold letters, it says, "Saldivar Group of Companies"
My heart started to hammer as I entered the lobby. Some workers in corporate attire are roaming around the floor with a lot of papers in hand but I didn't bother to smile at them and faced the receptionist.
"Hi, I need to meet your boss. I mean, Mr. Uno Saldivar, what is his floor?" I politely asked and gave her a warm smile. She reciprocated it and put her ballpen down.
"It's on the top floor, Ma'am. It's the only office you can find, you can ask his secretary. Do you have an appointment?" She gently asked. I only nodded and bid my goodbye before walking towards the elevator.
Appointment my ass. Farrah Evans doesn't need that.
"Hi! Is Uno Saldivar inside?" I asked when I met a girl in a white polo and black pencil cut skirt. Probably his secretary. The girl scanned me from head to foot and smiled.
"Yes, Ma'am. Can I ask if you have an appointment? What's your name?" She said and picked a folder up and scanned it. I cleared my throat and smiled proudly.
"I'm Uno's old friend, I think I don't need an appointment. You can just tell him my name and—"
"I'm sorry, Ma'am. It's in my protocol, if you want to meet him, you need an appointment. My boss is a busy man." She apologetically smiled and faced her computer.
I scoffed and crossed my arms.
"I have a very important thing to talk with him! It's urgent!" I loudly said as I put the folder up, trying to convince her.
"Sorry, Ma'am. Come back here with an appointment,"
"I said I need to talk to your boss! Let me in!" I yelled, losing all the patience that I have. My blood started to boil and was about to lash again when a man opened the door.
My face lit up and started to walk towards him.
"Uno!" I smiled. The secretary stood up in a haste and tried to stop me from coming near Uno.
"I told her I want to talk to you but she won't let me in! I said I am your friend but she doesn't—"
"Why are you here, Evans?" Uno's baritone voice stopped me from whining. He glanced at the secretary and nodded before pulling me inside the room but before he can close the door, I triumphantly smiled at the secretary and arched my brow.
Uno sat on his swivel chair and loosened his tie. My eyes wandered at the minimalist styled office of his before I cleared my throat.
"Why are you here?" He repeated. I took some steps forward until I could sit on the chair in front of his black wooden table.
Uno's hair is neat, far from his messy hair way back when he's still...uh, let's just say...in love with me? Yeah. Something like that.
His eyes were deep and black, his nose narrow, pink thin lips, and strong angled jaw. His white long sleeve polo hugged his body. He was now leaner than what I could remember years ago and he looks so attractive!
What the hell?
I swallowed hard and plastered a smile on my face before putting the white folder on top of his table.
"I'm here to remind you of our million-dollar marriage deal."
"I have been showing her that I love her and I never stopped, but she seems like a blind or a deaf. She can't see nor hear what I am saying! But it was fine...because I love her.""I even brought her to Batanes just so I can focus and letting her know how much I love her. We have been in a couple of fights, may it be big or small...we fought. I honestly thought that we won't make it, but I just love her dearly and I don't want to lose her so I am still here in front of her."Shock was evident on her face as she glanced at me when I slowly went down on my knees."Uno...what are you doing?" She whispered. I smiled at her and reached for the velvet box on my pocket, and opened it."I can never lose my Farrah Saldivar again and I don't trust our first wedding...so I am asking her again.""Farrah, will you marry me, for real and for love?" I asked.Tears cascaded down her eyes when she saw the wedding ring. It was a simple white gold ring with a diamond on its top. Her initials are carved i
"I told myself I will take this slow but this girl is impatient." I murmured when she asked about what I am doing. I have been purposely following her around, sometimes she doesn't notice it, but she did when I came inside the new coffee shop near their place."Uno, what are you really up to? I know how it hurts to see me. I know how hard it is to have lunch with me or even share a table while sipping coffee, so why are you doing this? I thought you don't want to see me because you are being reminded of our child? I am doing everything to give you time, but why are you making me confuse? Why are you giving me hope?""I am here because I still couldn't admit to myself that I no longer love you. Even after what you did, and even after everything that we have been through, I realized that the most important thing is that you are alive. I care about our daughter, but
I got only one dream: To be happy with Farrah. And I am almost reaching it. I am married with her, and we have the same feelings for each other. What I am longing for right now is for us to have a child. Though Farrah is still 28 and I just turned 30, I am ready. I just don' know if Farrah wants the same, but I hope it is.I have been begging her a lot of times in Batanes to make a baby, though I made sure that I did everything I need to do, it is still up to Farrah since I am not sure if she's taking shots or pills."My husband smells so nice, but the food smells better. I wonder if he can still add some chili on it?" I heard her voice coming from behind. She wrapped her arms around my waist and glanced at the pan in front of me. I moved his body to the side and kissed the tip of her nose before glancing back to tha pan and stir it.
Since that day, I forced myself to be more understanding. I don't remember myself as someone who gets jealous easily and I don't give harsh kisses to Farrah. That was not the love that I know, and I will never let myself continue doing that shit for years.I worked so hard from day and night to finish all my works ahead of time, I want to to make it up to her. I know I was never a good husband for weeks and that she doesn't like me. But I can still try. I waited for seven long years and I got no plans on losing my chance again. She was already tied to me, a wrong thing that I did. I took advantage of her problems and forced her to marry me just because I am greedy for her love, but it doesn't mean that it would forever be like that.I am determined to make her fall in love with me, that's why I made everything to make my schedule clear. I also did her works in Pacifica without her knowing. I have been studying what is inside their company for two years and now, it gave
"Dude, stop staring at her you look like a damn stalker," Auton whispered on my ear before drinking on his glass.Today is an engagement party for Aliya's Mom and Farrah's dad. Almost all their business partners are present, including the Saldivar group. Ever since I have been appointed as the new CEO of our empire, I invested in their company. I know we had a deal that we shouldn't care about each other's lives, but I just can't help it. I need to have a glimpse of her. I've been gone for years, I asked my grandfather to train me overseas just so I could avoid myself from running back to her but the moment I stepped outside the plane, I know I will never be able to do it.At first, I thought living in the same country would be easy, but I'm wrong. We have the same circle of business partners, and I heard, she is helping on managing their company. There are some days where I feel so lucky, I will meet or see her.Crossing a street, buying coffee, going towards h
She knows I love her that much that's why she is not worried g about being left behind nor think of what I would feel.That was what I realized after spending time inside my room without having to answer her calls and texts. It may look and sound like a gay, but I really hate how she can make me cry.When I came to school and talked with the juniors, she suddenly showed herself and looks like she will talk to me so I marched as fast as I could–not wanting to talk to her. I can still remember her words. It was etched on my mind, and I will not be able to talk to her unless all those thoughts already left my mind.I was walking fast when I heard her groan, I was in the middle of thinking whether I will go back to help her or not but just decided to resist her.I heard her calling my name repeatedly. I tried so hard not to turn my back, but I ended up walking back to her to check if she's fine.A fucking in love idiot who can't even withstand he
"Are you really that damn in love with her that you will let your pride be stepped on, Uno?"Auton, my old friend from my previous school visited me after that day. I didn't mean to tell her this story, but he asked me what's going on with Farrah and me.And yes, he knows how much I adored that girl. And he somehow hates her, telling me that Farrah will only bring me pain and nothing more."You don't understand because you aren't in love yet, but you will know once you do." I defended."No, if I will fall in love I will make sure that she knows my worth. Not like that. I will never let someone hurt me just because I love her." He shook his head.I just ignored his remarks, pretending that I am deaf. Because no one can ever make me change my mind. I got hurt, I forbid myself on texting her for days and not show up myself. I just hope that she will miss me and text me. When that happens, I will come running again even when she isn't rushing at all. T
Farrah.That was her name.With her black hair, brownish-red lipsticks, artificial curls, and narrow nose, she got me. I know from that day that I like her. This was the first time that I felt this kind of attraction.I normally have crushes on celebrities and artists, some from my past school but with Farrah, it was different. I spent some months just watching her and occasionally approached her. May it be for a small pageant she won, a contest whom she said she doesn't like but is competitive enough to win and her birthday. I will sometimes greet her every time we will see each other, but I just found that a bit weird so I stopped myself from doing it and just smile when our eyes will meet.Until I no longer like how boys hold him. She was a boy magnet! Every boy from the hallway would always turn their heads the moment she walks in the middle like a ramp model! It was making me angry, so I tried to be close to her and asked her if I can court her.
Uno Saldivar's PoVEver since I laid my eyes on her, I knew she would be a big thing in my life. She always thought that I am weird because I stayed for too long even when she keeps on pushing me away.It was one hectic morning, I just got home from our out of the country vacation and I forgot that I need to transfer to a new school. I still have this jetlag, my head is aching that I couldn't focus on the things I need to do before this day ends, and it starts with enrolling. It was just a week before the academic year starts, and I am already hurrying because I am not sure if the University that I want is still accepting late enrollees. I don't want to use the power of my family, but if they wouldn't accept me, then I will have to ask a favor to my grandmother and let her talk to the head just so I could go to this school.My black, thick-rimmed glasses are falling. My big shirt felt so thick against my skin that sweat started to fall down my face. The line is
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