“And now…for our last entry for this year’s charity event, may we call upon the stage, the president’s daughter, Ms. Amara Ildefonso.”
The crowd applaud as I approach the mini stage where the emcee is waiting for me. Father didn’t tell me about this event not until, this morning. Levi is sulking because he doesn’t agree with it. However, father threatened another marriage proposal. A threat which made me accept going to this event.
Noises from the crowd can be heard as I approach the leather seat situated at the center of the stage. The light is in dim brown making the ambience more appealing for this event. Below are the gentleman and some elite conglomerate of the country. I don’t understand this part of politics, because sometimes when I attended this kind of event it almost feels like it was just a bunch of jokes for some elites.
However, I do not have a choice for being the president’s daughter requires
“ W-What..” I cannot utter words whilst my hands slightly pushed Major Sullivan away from my body. I can feel his toned chest from his suit. My lips parted as I saw his smirk, his arrogant smirk.He chuckles and gently pinched the top of my nose. “ You’re shocked that I can afford you for a half-million dollars? I’m hurt, Amara,” he manages to joke as he pulls my hand to join him on the couch.I cannot still believe that he’s here. “ B-But you’re just…”“ A bodyguard?” he finished his sentence, raising his eyebrows as he looked to me. His hands is now busy as it pours a bottle of champagne into our glasses.I bit my bottom lips because that is exactly what I thought. My eyes wander around his body, the expensive black suit that he’s wearing. The signature leather shoes and damn, the gold watch on his wrist told me that this is not my bodyguard.&ldquo
What Major Sullivan said kept me from breathing and made me shiver throughout the whole drive. We entered a parking lot from the basement and damn, my knees weakened as he softly assisted me to one of the hallways. He already told me that he book a room for us, specifically, he book a room to fuck me.I don’t know how to react to that but my body surely knows how as I felt myself throbbing from the promises of his words. It’s been what? It’s been always me who initiated something like this or it’s always his way to punish me but something inside tells me that this isn’t something like that. That this is something else.Something that I can clearly enjoy. As soon as he opened the door to the room, a yelp came out of my mouth as he pushed me against the back of the door, his hands gripping a handful of my hair as he pressed his lips into my open mouth.He didn’t waste any second for the moment that our lips crashed
I As I felt his muscular bare chest on the side of my head, I softly hummed and closed my eyes. Major Sullivan drew me into his arms as we lay nude on the bed after that heated session.When I felt his hands touching me there, I let out a few gasps. "Sore," he whispered, amusement on his face. I had to glance up to see the mischievous expression in his eyes, the tip of his nose, and his lips glistening with moisture as if tempting me in for a kiss. That's exactly what I did.Major Sullivan sighed before kissing the top of my head." You're sore child, stop taunting me," he teased, and I was irritated when he called me child." Oh, no!" " He sighs amusingly, biting his bottom lip since I just pinched his nipple." I pushed him away and was about to get out of the bed when he grabbed my hands and pushed me back into his arms, where I belonged.His hushed giggles pierced the flesh of my ears. "I love you," he whispered, and even though it wasn't the first time
My father, the president, wanted to know the identity of the man who bidden for me in the auction. He was blabbering about his amazement as he sips to his coffee while I was busy eating my breakfast.Last night was awesome. It was full of memories for me and the man who is standing beside my father. He looks too serious whilst he addresses some concerns against my security. Father wanted to check my schedule and wanted me to join him for breakfast which I oblige because I am waiting for a perfect time to tell my father about my bodyguard and me.I just hope that I will not send him to the hospital. Major Sullivan is right, though. Father needed to know about us because this is something big. And I think, this is my last wild escapade as the scandalous nation’s daughter. My cheeks flushed thinking of that. I cannot believe that I wanted what we have to last. More importantly, I cannot believe that I wanted Major Sullivan to be the last man in my life.&ldqu
For the whole week, I’ve been bothered by Kiko’s visit. His words are like a warning ringing over and over into my ears and I’ve been insane to think that he meant no harm. Of course, Kiko will not visit me like that if he doesn’t know something.I know him for long, long enough to know what is going inside of his head that’s why I did what I had to do. I told Major Sullivan to investigate Kiko, to investigate if he knows something to calm my mind. At first, he told me I am just feeling things but I am now sure whilst I am holding a picture of him in my hand.The same night is printed at the side of the picture, it’s the night of the auction where Major Sullivan and I spend the night in some hotel outside of the city. It’s not a coincidence that he arrived there at the same time as us and it’s not either a coincidence that he checked in at the room beside us.Thinking of him before makes me safe and protected but r
“ What are you doing inside of my house?!” I confronted Kiko as we strode our way into our living room but this man only smirked at my outburst like he find this scene rather entertaining.The bodyguards are trailing behind us but my mind is only thinking about Major Sullivan. The audacity of Kiko to just go inside of his room is nothing but a form of disrespect. How can he do that? Who permitted him that he can just do something like that in our house?Kiko gently sit on our couch and I wanted to wipe off the smirk on his face. “ Father told me to accompany you,” he mentioned and for a moment, I look at him with confusion.Father? But his father is dead!“ Sorry, your father rather. He wants me to go and check for you because apparently, aside from the prime minister, I was once his chosen man for the nation’s daughter,” he bragged and hell, I can just throw this pillow that I am holding directly at
I trembled. Life is shitting right in front of my face as I looked at my angry father. The president of the country in his respectable suit with his eyes throwing a dagger at his scandalous daughter. Now, it wasn’t just a scandal.It’s the truth. A truth that I don’t know how to cope with. I will tell my father about us, but this isn’t what I have planned. I thought to tell him in his calmest mood, but seeing him right now; I feared the future. I feared what he can do to me. To us.“ D-Dad—” I tried to reach for his hands and beg for forgiveness. To explain, but the disgusts and betrayal in his face makes me crumble down at my feet.Major Sullivan cleared his throat to speak up but Father only needed to look at him with the same disgusts and anger he shows me earlier.Kiko bowed down in front of my father. “ Mr. President,” he said in a faint tone. I looked at him, at his boldness to talk after he put
If only the sun didn’t try to peek into the hole in my window. If only it appeared to not invade my privacy. If only it did not try to disturb my most peaceful sleep, I will not consider to rose from my bed and find silent treatment from everyone.The president is at the dining table as he sips from his coffee and reads the daily newspaper. He didn’t even give me a slight glance as I assumed the seat beside him.“ Y-You’re not going to your office?” I asked in a shaky voice. Yesterday’s events made me terrified of him. Something in my heart yearned for acceptance. They say that everyone wanted for love to prosper but when things like this happen, they are the ones who cut the root of that love. I don’t know if I will be angry at my dad or if I have the right to be angry at him because, at the end of the day, it was me who chooses to hide everything from him.Major Sullivan is nowhere to be found and I saw u
Grey perky clouds cover the vicinity of the place. They say that grief comes in many forms. It comes with agony and sadness for those who did nothing but to love. It comes with happiness and joy for those who gave resentfulness until the last breath.However, above all of those that was mentioned, nothing can beat the true meaning of grief. For those who spend their life living with that person and for those who shares every bit of their life with that person, griefs come with pain.The pain of losing someone and knowing that there is no choice left but to accept the cruelness of being left alone.I kneeled and sighs as I tried to wipe the dirt out of his name. The cold stone where his honorable name was engraved stood right infront of me. I’ve brought flowers and even this time, I don’t know if he will be happy with the type of flowers that I have chosen.Funny how even his favorite one is such a puzzle for me. I guess, I took my time rebelli
“ No…. no!” I screams as I turned around and found them both lying on the floor.There are bloods. Lots of blood colors over Major Sullivan’s clothing. Everything for me stops the moment that I choked on my own breath and run to him.“ Amara!” I heard my father said behind me, trying to stop me from going to the man that I love but how can I? How can I not run when I literally saw blood on his clothes and know that he’s been shot.Terrors and fears fills my body when I saw him shutting his eyes.“ No!” I shouted. My hands touch his face, shaking my head as my body trembles with terror.No. No.“ Y-You can’t leave…me…again,” I whispered and just like a star appearing on the middle of the night where only darkness dominates the whole place, I saw Major Sullivan opens his eyes.I heard him sigh. “ I won’t baby,” he whispered. I was st
“You’re going to pay for this!” Major Sullivan shouted as he tried to resists on the knots that are binding us right now.We are on the couch, our whole body is tied with some thick ropes as Ares and Maricriz appeared in front of us, their guns are pointing just right on our heads.I can feel the tip touching my skin and the coldness from it only made me shiver and drown into being terrified. I know that in just one click, the bullet will surely pierce through our heads.My body is shaking from the fear and from everything. I am still lost because of the too much information that I’ve absorbed earlier and now, I am being tied on the couch whilst a gun is pointed at my head.Tears are streaming down my face. I was trying to calm myself but I just can’t simply do that. I was choking from too much nervousness.Maricriz stopped in my direction, the tip of her gun is pointing just beneath my jaw forcing me to
Whilst I don’t know what to expect as I was ushered out of the car. Major Sullivan is holding me like I’m a fragile object that will shatter at the moment that he will drop his hands.Maricriz is beside us. Or beside him, and judging by her reactions, I think she’s curious or entertained right now. I can’t figure out why she’s alive and why she’s here.There is no way that she accidentally turns out on our wedding day and drops all of this like a bomb, waiting to explode.The journey to the house felt like forever. Major Sullivan kept on touching my hands and reminding me of his presence. I’ve never been to this part of the country where the next house is located miles away from this one.I don’t know how they pulled this out or how they escaped me out of Ares’s den.As soon as the door opened, I was expecting a little not so ambitious style of the house. The outer exterior looks like it’s
“She’s awake.” My mind heard someone say or whisper right beneath my ears. I don’t know what to do because when I tried to move my body, all I can feel is the leather itch strap holding me back down into whatever I am tied to. I can feel a loud gush of the wind and it seems like I am inside of an enclosed space where there is only one cycle of a breathing pattern that is allowed to do. My back is aching from being tied down for so long. How long have I been out of this world? Then, it occurred to me. The nurse forces me to gulp some capsules after she injected me something. I fought my urge to be drowned back to the oblivion. No. The nurse is working for someone else making me panic. My body started to squirm out of the hold of the bound. I shouted but there is something in my mouth. It’s a piece of clothing preventing me from speaking. It tastes like fabric clothing. The only thing that I can do is to open my eyes. Sensing the danger, I am mu
My goal right now was to escape Ares. I don’t know how to start but I definitely needed to do something about my life right now. Before, I used to think that I possess a Masteral degree when it comes to escaping. I didn’t have any problem with running out of the presidential house as well as with the bodyguards. Considering that they are trained professionals, I partake pride in my works of escaping against their vision and running out of their sight.I am used to escaping. It’s always the plan when everything seems to be heavy in my life. I used to escape for fun but right now, it’s not for fun anymore. It’s a matter of life and death situation because escaping means that I will have the chance to get out of this hell.Inside of my heart, the emotions and commotion cannot be sustained with every ounce of braveness that I’m using to bridge the gap of wanting to survive and accepting my fate in this lifetime. What happened the o
Huddling inside of the room, Ares tried to get my attention as I helped myself with the television. This is the only entertainment that I can have to not make my sanity wash over the wind.The only entertainment that I was allowed in this prison. In this prison where I was forced to live, without knowing that I’m in the devil's den. The memory of the day of the accident drowns my thought away. It’s one of the things that is bothering me right now.Ares was there too. He insisted on driving the car for me as I was wrecked and stubborn, trying to chase Major Sullivan. His expression and the concern in his voice shook me within.I cannot accept it. None of it seems like a dream.A tear slid down my cheeks and I was abrupt on wiping it over. I cannot afford to be weak but being pregnant makes me sensitive and fragile. It makes me overthink things that I shouldn’t suppose to think of.Ares moves over causing our skin to touch with one
The room is silent. If only the gush of the wind can spare a moment from creating a whirlwind sound, the cricket outside can definitely be heard because of the silence. It’s been like this, it’s always been like this, and every time that I had a glimpse of what Ares and I had done in this lifetime, all I can feel is disgust.Major Sullivan messages stills appeared right into my mind. It’s like a permanent reminder that right now, I am in the lion’s den and he is dangerous. I should deem him as a dangerous predator pretending to be a protector.I should deem him as nothing but the enemy. That is what Major Sullivan wants. He wanted me to be careful and I don’t want to do anything that will put me into the danger zone.My baby. Our baby needed to be protected from Ares. I gulped as I survey his movement, watching his movement in caution.Ares looked down on me. He was trying to unbutton his coat, leaving him with only his white
For another day, I found myself resting inside of my room. The television is my only source on what is happening outside of this room. Ares told me that he will visit me today but he didn’t. I was only told that he was busy with his new duty. His new duty as the president of the country. I can still see his smile while swearing his oath on the national television. I know that he wants that position for a long time but I almost felt like he’s hiding something because of that smile.I tried to seek for my phone but the guard said that it wasn’t with me when I was brought here either. The only thing that I can do is to rest and to hope for my father to be in best shape.He wasn’t conscious yet and it’s been almost five days since the incident. The doctor told me that it is normal and maybe he’s taking his time to rest but it didn’t sit well with me. If he was just shot on the shoulder, he should be awake right now, right? However,