"I'M LONGING TO KISS YOU, BABY..."Just what is these shit all about? Why is he still doing these stuff? I thought that it will stop that night. But this morning, I just received another box that I know came my stalker.Pictures of me and Bullet. When we're coming out in the company, in Bullet's condo. How could he get in? As long as I want to tell it to Bullet. I can't... I'm afraid.I don't know what will happen next if I tell him. I just need to hide it, carefully. When he found out about these, I know he will leave me.I sat slowly at the bed. I think my energy just left me. I don't know what to do anymore with this stalker of mine. I can't talk to Brandon, Bullet don't let me.It's my day off. Sunday. And I just came from church. I attended the first mass. Bullet told me he wants to eat breakfast with here, so I should get up and prepare the food. I need to act like nothing is happening. Like there's nothing wrong.I prepare pancake, fried egg, hotdogs, tocino, coffee, mango juic
I removed my glass as I look my self in the mirror. I look like hell, so damn hell...Why can't I cry? I badly want to cry...I feel like I'm going to passed out because of my head, it's still spinning, I'm getting dizzy each passing second…Monica really hate me to the point that she hurts me so much. How can I face Bullet or Brandon or Emerald with my face? I think it will last weeks to get okay. Especially my cut because of the folder she threw to me.I pressed the cloth more to the wound. It's a little deep and long. The cold compress is on my lips, the bruises that I get from Monica is not a joke. I know, I can in win the court if I want to see her, but I don't want more damage. I want to keep it to my self. It's nothing serious, right?My curly hair is tied up, it's sticking to my wound and its hurt. I'm now here at my apartment, it take me home to get home. I didn't tell Bullet anything that happened, I eve hide, I don't want him to See Me like this, I need to get better first.
"So, how are you?"I gulped as I look up to Bullet. I know, I can't continue to avoid him, but my bruises. I just don't want him to worried.Monica's loud voice echoed in my head. They're getting married. I should be happy for him, even though Bullet didn't told me."I-I'm fine..." I looked away.I open the door wide for him to come inside. My bruises are all healed now, that's why I have a guts to faced him.He walked inside like he own it. The way he sat at the sofa, it shouts danger and power. The way he looked at me, it send shiver run down through my spine! I'm nervous, but why should I, right? He lied to me..."D-Do you want some drinks?" I acted like its just a normal day, but I know, it's not.He didn't say anything except that he motioned his forefinger. Signing me to come close to him. I slowly walk to him as I hid my hands at my back. I'm trembling!As I get close to him, he captured my waist and snaked his around it. My heart was beating so fast! I can't breath properly as
I blushed at what he just said. Compatible? Really?He's averting the topic. Why can't he just answer it?! It's just as easy as chicken question!"What is your relationship with Monica?" I asked directly.His smirk didn't fade. It widen into a grin. "Nothing.""Nothing? Enlighten me!" I snapped."Why do we need to talk about that bitch? I don't have any relationship with her!""Then why would she say that you two are getting married? Why? Just to toy me? And why would she tell to me that you two didn't broke up? You told me that there's no something about you and her! Right?""What I told is right! Why are we arguing about her? I don't want to talk about her! I'm not lying when I said that we don't have any fucking relationship! There's no thing that connecting us!""So you're not getting married?" I asked."Yes. Of course. Not with her. She's just a past time before." He said as he shrugged his shoulders.I looked into his eyes. "You're not lying this time, right? You're not going to
I blushed as I remembered the time when Bullet confessed to me. God, I can't really believe that he like me, he said that he want and desire me too! Like, look at me man, I'm not that good looking, so how could he?"Yeah, right." Brandon's voice pulled me out from my dreaming thought.I looked at him. "You're saying?" I asked.He tsked. He rolled his eyes too. "Why do we need to see each other if you'll just going ignore me?"I chuckled. "Sorry. I'm just too happy." I cleared my throat. "So, as you heard, Bullet and I are already in a relationship...""So? Should I be happy that you end up with a mother fucker? I told you many times that he's no good!""How could you say so? You don't know him personally right? Just business partner, perhaps?""Business partners don't know a thing about each other, baby. But friends do." He coldly said as he bite the chicken.My eyes widen. "You two are friends? Really? It's not obvious.""Because that's our friendship works. It's not always the goody
How long does my stalker would send me pictures?I just sighed as I looked at the pictures that I just received. I can't still tell it to Bullet, I'm afraid...Brandon gave me a one week day off, he said, Bullet and I need to know each other more. Just like that.I hide the boxes under my bed. For the past months, I collected it all and it's now too many! How can I manage to hide it for too long? Sooner or later Bullet would find out and I don't know what will be the outcome.I heard the knock on my door. I quickly hide it and look at my self in the mirror. Nothing change. Still me. The glasses. The curly hair. The grandma clothes."Hi!" I greeted him the moment I opened the door.He plastered a boyish grin. "Hi to you too, baby." he comes in.We sat at the couch. He snake his arms around me. I smiled."I want to tell you something!" I exclaimed.He looked at me with curious look. "Shoot."I smirk. "I just knew yesterday that you and Brandon, you two are best of friends!"His face cru
It's been a month since Bullet started to court me. We really just go with the flow. I'm happy of what's happening right now.Monica's been so mad at me this past few days, like really, really mad. I'm happy that I'm not affected with her attitude. I don't recall a moment that I did wrong to her."So, how's life with him? When's the wedding?" I rolled my eyes.For the past month, Brandon was always there to accompany me when lunch. I have a guessed that Bullet tasked him to guard me. I can tell that Bullet is a possessive type of man, the way he act when we're still friends, so it will upgrade when I'll say yes to him."Brandon, there's no wedding that's happening right now. We're not together yet. But, I'm planning to say yes to him one of this days." I explained.He nodded his head. "That's good to hear." he wiped his lips using the table napkin. "Just so you know, for me, courting was just wasting a time to spend your time with the one you like or love. You can still know him or he
"DON'T T CRY BABY…"I throw the note that I'm holding. I'm broken and in pain and this psycho stalker of mine is messing with me. I don't know what to do anymore. I let my tears flow on my cheeks. Why Bullet? Why? I pour all my feelings for you… You told me to believe in you and that's the biggest mistake that I'd made in my entire life! I told you to not fool me. I forgave you many times… I'm such a fool. I hugged my pillow as the tears continue to flow. I want to stop crying, I badly want to. I'm not the one who's at fault so why am I the one crying? I didn't do anything bad to others to feel this pain. Why can't I be fully happy? "My god it hurts…" I sobbed. "It hurts so much…" I cried. I balled my fist when I'm starting to breathe hard. My vision was becoming blurred to. I punched my chest. "Please… Someone stop the pain. Please…"As I close my eyes, I saw a silhouette of a man that coming to my direction, I thought he's Bullet but when I smell his scent, I knew that he's my s
I sat at the fuckers couch and look at him boredly. He has this mountain of files on his table including his laptop. "I met Franco in my trip, the fucker don't plan to go back here." I said as I look at his coffee table infront of me. He has this files here too. I picked one and open it. "He don't like this country, he said it's too hot here and he can't take it." he shrugged. "Why do you have so many files here?" I asked curiously. He breath so hard and slump on his seat. "Fuck this life. I need to review all my employees profile. I think there's a traitor."I laughed. "Well, you're fucked too." I stopped flipping the pages of the folder that I'm holding. Milda Asuncion. I looked at her picture and it made my chest pump for no other reason. She look sad but nevertheless, she looks like a goddess. "Who… Is this?" I pointed at the picture of her. Brandon looked at me. "That's my favorite employee. I know that she's being bullied by her co-workers but she still do her works exper
Early in the morning and I am breathing hard and moaning endlessly because of Bullet thing that was now pushing in and out of my private part. I hug him as my nails dig into his back. It's just so good and mind blowing! "Ahh… Bullet oh my god! Faster! Oh my go deeper!" I scream as he obey what I said. He was sweating bullets as he move with outrageous speed and bang me harder. I can feel his balls getting it way on my part because of how hard and deep he goes! It's painful but the pleasure overpower me. " Bullet! Bullet! Oh my! Bullet!" I was chanting his name endlessly as he continue his movement. "Fuck so good! You're so fucking amazing baby! Ah, coming!" his voice roared as his thing became more bigger! I am cumming too! "Me too!" I embrace my arms around his neck as my whole body shooed in pleasure. His loads was too many that it fell out. We're both breathing hard as he lay besides me. His arms snake around my body as he hug me tight. "This is just the morning that I want
I know, what I did to Monica was not acceptable. Until now, the guilt that I'm feeling is still lingering inside of me. Am I really violent? Does my reason valid for doing it to her? I nearly killed her, Bullet told me. After I lose my consciousness, I opened my eyes in the hospital room. Just the sound of the machine, snore of someone. I looked around me as I seek for someone I want to see. I want to see Bullet. I want him beside me… After remembering what I have done, my tears fell. I didn't know that I can be that violent with someone. I know, she did to me was horrible, it's a sex video, it's not a joke but what I did to her was monstrous. Maybe I'm not really valid to be called human. Did I regret beating her up? Yes and no. I just want her to know that I'm not the Milda she knew. I can fight for myself too. But I over do it, I'd let my emotions eat me and take control of my mind. I sniff. "God… Sorry for doing it. I know that my reasons will never be valid to do that to her…
The moment that I opened my eyes, all the realization hit me. Bullet lied to me, Bullet is my stalker then kidnapped me and prison me in his room for how many days, I don't know. He said all the thing that I deserve to know and last night, we just made love. I accepted him despite of what he did because that what is love right? He hurtled me, he lied to me, if you love someone you should know how to forgive, you should expect that it's not always rainbow, there's always a storm before it. I just look blankly at the high ceiling while feeling the soreness of my whole bod, Specifically my private part. Bullet lied again, he said that he'll stop after round two but no, he didn't. We made love until morning that resulted of my whole body's soreness! I can't even move a single muscle! "Hey…" his husky voice. He's awake now. I looked at him. "I told you that I can't take it anymore and you just go and bang me until you're satisfied! Look! I can't even move my body!" I shouted at him. He
"N-No! Please, Bullet! Don't!" I shouted when he ripped my clothes and started to kiss my neck. The cuffed on my hands was restraining me to move and struggles. I never thought that one day he will do this to me. I love you Bullet... So much. I love you so much that it hurts... "You'll like it too..." he whispered lowly into my ears. I shake my head as my tears fell. "Stop. Don't do this... I thought you'll never do bad things to me?" "Don't distract me baby. We'll make love today. This whole day." He looked at me as his eyes sparkles with different emotions. "I thought you love me?" I asked while looking back to him. He quickly nods his head. "Yes. So much that I'll do bad things to have you. I'll play whatever personality you want just to have you... But I guessed you're disappointed to the real me.""Because you fool me Bullet! No one will be happy if they know that the person they love so much is being mendacious to them! It hurts Bullet... You became blind by your affecti
If he loves me, why lied to me? But I'm expecting an explanation. He'll never lie about his family specially, about her sister, right? "Bullet." I called him. He quickly looked at me and wiped my tears away. "You have question, I know. I'll answer it.""Then start explaining. Make it more reasonable." I said coldly. Despite of knowing the truth behide the cheat issue, I still need to know more. Why do I have a feeling that I don't really know Bullet that much? Is he hiding more dark and dangerous? "I told you already that I cant-- no, to be more specific, I don't want to interact with others. I don't have that much friends that I can call real aside from Brandon and Franco, yeah, they're a motherfucker. Our company was known to be famous and unbreakable same with the two. I can't let other people know about my background, it will be my weakness. Ashianna is my only sibling. Before anyone else, she was my first baby. I can't let others use her to make me down. Ashianna was born in
"DON'T T CRY BABY…"I throw the note that I'm holding. I'm broken and in pain and this psycho stalker of mine is messing with me. I don't know what to do anymore. I let my tears flow on my cheeks. Why Bullet? Why? I pour all my feelings for you… You told me to believe in you and that's the biggest mistake that I'd made in my entire life! I told you to not fool me. I forgave you many times… I'm such a fool. I hugged my pillow as the tears continue to flow. I want to stop crying, I badly want to. I'm not the one who's at fault so why am I the one crying? I didn't do anything bad to others to feel this pain. Why can't I be fully happy? "My god it hurts…" I sobbed. "It hurts so much…" I cried. I balled my fist when I'm starting to breathe hard. My vision was becoming blurred to. I punched my chest. "Please… Someone stop the pain. Please…"As I close my eyes, I saw a silhouette of a man that coming to my direction, I thought he's Bullet but when I smell his scent, I knew that he's my s
It's been a month since Bullet started to court me. We really just go with the flow. I'm happy of what's happening right now.Monica's been so mad at me this past few days, like really, really mad. I'm happy that I'm not affected with her attitude. I don't recall a moment that I did wrong to her."So, how's life with him? When's the wedding?" I rolled my eyes.For the past month, Brandon was always there to accompany me when lunch. I have a guessed that Bullet tasked him to guard me. I can tell that Bullet is a possessive type of man, the way he act when we're still friends, so it will upgrade when I'll say yes to him."Brandon, there's no wedding that's happening right now. We're not together yet. But, I'm planning to say yes to him one of this days." I explained.He nodded his head. "That's good to hear." he wiped his lips using the table napkin. "Just so you know, for me, courting was just wasting a time to spend your time with the one you like or love. You can still know him or he
How long does my stalker would send me pictures?I just sighed as I looked at the pictures that I just received. I can't still tell it to Bullet, I'm afraid...Brandon gave me a one week day off, he said, Bullet and I need to know each other more. Just like that.I hide the boxes under my bed. For the past months, I collected it all and it's now too many! How can I manage to hide it for too long? Sooner or later Bullet would find out and I don't know what will be the outcome.I heard the knock on my door. I quickly hide it and look at my self in the mirror. Nothing change. Still me. The glasses. The curly hair. The grandma clothes."Hi!" I greeted him the moment I opened the door.He plastered a boyish grin. "Hi to you too, baby." he comes in.We sat at the couch. He snake his arms around me. I smiled."I want to tell you something!" I exclaimed.He looked at me with curious look. "Shoot."I smirk. "I just knew yesterday that you and Brandon, you two are best of friends!"His face cru