I hate it. I really hate how Uno can hurt me and at the same time make my heart flutter. The man who made me sleepless for days is also the same man who runs in my mind right now, in the middle of the night where I should be sleeping soundly!
It's been days since I last saw him, and as usual, I locked myself up. Of course, I don't have a face to show him when he clearly humiliated me the last time I saw him! Those bags aren't for Aliya but for me...and I hate how he looked so triumphant when he saw me startled!
I put a pillow on top of my face and groaned as I roll my body. I put my feet at the wall of my room, making me lay in the middle of the bed horizontally. I glanced at the ceiling and gawked for minutes with all the things running in my mind.
Uno didn't fail to call me after that scene. It was crazy! I mean, he will always call telling me if I already ate or did I sleep well, anything that annoys the hell out of me to the point of not answering any of his
The thing I am really sure of? I am poor and I need money to pay for our debts. My idiotic hell of a father did not do the right things and made himself a fool which led us to be chased by loan sharks.Seven years ago, when I chose to build my guard up and pushed all the people that I love away from me, the only thing that mattered the most is money. I have been so dependent on the comfort that my riches have given me that I already forgot that it runs out when you use it excessively.I partied all night, drank as hard as I could, and go home with nothing but a Farrah who will puke at her bathroom and then go out without her pumps and lay against the white, soft sheets of her bed. Sleep soundly that midnight and then wake up at lunch the next day, eat alone, and then plan for another night bar hopping.I completely go back to my old life, putting aside everything that has happened to me. Every time I am in a loud, crowded place, I somehow forgot all the things t
My mouth was left wide open when I heard the man's reply. His face screamed arrogance with his neatly done hair, sharp eyes, thick brows, and lips curved in a proud smirk. His glasses reflected a combination of green and violet lights when the fluorescent light struck in as he stared at me behind his glasses."What the fuck? Are you insane?" The chair made a loud thud as it crashed against the floor when I stood in a haste. I put my hands at the side of my waist and rolled my eyes."You really want to marry me?" I darted my sharp eyes at him. My lips pursed in a grim line. He shrugged and smirked more which only pissed me off more."Why did you sound so disappointed? You thought I'll never agree?" He chuckled shortly and lingered his eyes on the paper, his forearm placed on top of the armrest, then he shifted his gaze on me and arched a brow."You are unbelievable! Don't you have a girlfriend?" I angrily asked and threw him daggers."I didn't know
I am still confused. Even though I have been a party girl from the past, and an occasional drunkard until now, I still believe that marriage is sacred. It should be contained by two people who love each other and decided to step up and be eternal partners. Your partner will be the one to be with you even when you are at your worst, and it couldn't be done if there's no love between the two.If Uno and I will marry each other, we will probably not work out. We liked each other from the past, and that is not enough. I am thinking of all the possibilities like...what if I bear a child? He or she will be hurt if he/she sees that his/her parents don't fancy each other.Yes, I admit that I am wrong to make this kind of deal with him years ago just so he will vanish from my sight but I also didn't expect that he'll be like this! I didn't know he'll take it serio
"The brute gave me a week to think about it." I rolled my eyes after I drank a glass of cognac. It's already 6 pm and Dylan's club is still not open, staffs are cleaning and disinfecting the tables and sofas but I am the owner's friend so I can go here whenever I want to.The lights were on, and the place is quiet comparing to how will it sound later when it opens at 8 pm."Girl, why one week?" Vanessa asked in a stagy voice and pour another portion of cognac in our shot.Dylan, the owner of our favorite night club is inside the bar and fixing something. Years ago, when I finally decided to end things up with Uno, I found Dylan as my new partner in crime. We grew into good friends, but the label is just that. We are inside a platonic relationship and no matter how the people told us that we look good together and we should try, we both disagreed.I only have eyes for the nerd at that time, and Dylan isn't interested in committing to someone. I actually th
YWith rectangular glasses, neatly done black hair, sharp eyes, and a big smirk, Uno Saldivar screamed handsomeness. He is wearing a white button-down long-sleeved polo paired with a black pair of neatly-ironed slacks, black belt hanging on his waist, and a pair of black shiny shoes to protect his feet from the cold and dust.He gave me a lopsided smile and turned at his side to nod to my secretary who's busy gawking at him before he marched towards me, with a bouquet of red roses in his hand.I gulped. This is new...and
"What the fuck, Uno? What do you think you are doing?" I angrily asked when he finally answered my call.My feet is pacing back and forth, a line appeared in between my brows. I heard him chuckle on the other line. My supposed relaxed and stress-free night has been interrupted by this brute and he only added fuel to the fire while I am hearing his laughter."What? You still have the audacity to laugh? Really?" I slump myself at the edge of the bed and rubbed the towel to my wet hair."You don't have riches, but you have a bad temper," he chuckled more. I cleared my throat, pissed of how he mocks me now that I am no longer the powerful Farrah Evans seven years ago.I don't want to agree with the usual statements of rich people, but I guess, it's true.When you have the money, you are powerful. You can have everything you want and win from any election and contests as long as you have all the damn riches. But mocking me isn't good at all. I don't kno
I removed the towel from my head and rubbed it to the tips of my hair as I glanced at myself in front of the mirror. My pinkish lips looked so soft, and my face with no signs of opened pores and pimples. I licked my lips and sat at the seat in front of my vanity table.Today is the date where Uno and I will go to the product launch he is talking about. It will start at 5 pm, but it's still 2 pm. Uno told me that he will fetch me at 4:30 and I know I spend a lot of time dressing myself up, so I think it's okay. Besides, when I happened to be late again, he will mock me and I don't want to have a fight with him because...I'm already pissed.We didn't meet each other since the day he stole a kiss from me. He just asked someone to deliver the dress he is talking about and texted me that I should not think of ditching him. It somehow made me laugh because I admit, Uno still knows how my mind goes.I actually thought of not attending and just hang out with Dylan and V
"I want all of you to meet my soon to be wife, Farrah Evans."His brazen announcement made me seek for air. He kissed my cheeks and arched his brow at me before glancing back at the crowd who's now clapping their hands. His grandfather is in front, just beside our table with some businessmen in his age. A wide smile is plastered at his wrinkled face as he whispers something at the man beside him while pointing at me.Our eyes met, and the only thing I could do is to force myself to smile at him like everything is fine and I know what is happening. Truth is, I don't have a single idea and the brute looks like he enjoyed my priceless reaction earlier!As soon as we got out of the stage, a lot of businessmen and women went to greet us, and Uno keeps on shaking the hands of the people. And for about half an hour, I just gritted my teeth while my brows are furrowed, not minding if the people will notice that I am pissed.When I noticed that he is not as busy a
"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