It was only late in the morning when the two met. They walked around the beach, and as Flora seemed to enjoy chasing the tiny waves on the shoreline, they were able to reach the village side of the island. A bit farther from her cottage. The sun was becoming more robust, but the guest didn't seem to notice as she was having such a good time. Damien had to take her out of the open and bring her to the shades. It's her first day on the island, and she might get too burned even with the sunscreens applied."Would you like to have lunch? You must be hungry. It's noon already," Damien tried to get Flora's attention as she was too engrossed playing with the bubbles of waves and ran as if playing catch with the water. But she would also get bothered when she saw something interesting among the shells and stones. Some were colorful, while the others were with unique shapes."Huh?" Flora looked up to see Damien now with a pair of sunglasses on. He looked d
"Let's go this way," Damien pointed his arm forward. Not to the left nor to the right side as the pathway showed."Sorry, where? Which way?" Flora asked with astonishment. She was confused. The guide was pointing in a direction with no visible trail of a pathway to walk onto.Damien snorted at Flora's questioning face. She pulled her sunglasses as they were already under the shades and to make sure she was looking in the right direction he was pointing into."Come, believe me, we're on the right track," Damien chuckled at her doubting mien. "This is a shortcut. If we follow the pathway you are looking at, we won't get there as quickly as we can if we take it this way. This one is for walking trails. Vehicles can only take the wider road, so even if they turn around, it would be the same span of time to arrive at where I am taking you."Flora nodded. "I see. I guess I should just follow. You're the guide, after all."Dami
Damien noticed where Flora was suddenly quiet. He followed her gaze and saw his sister Danielle and her husband Ricky with the man's right hand hanging on the woman's shoulders. Flora had a gaze perception that she turned to look in the direction she felt someone was intently gazing at her, and her eyes met with Damien. Their eyes locked for a good minute. No one seemed able to move their eyes away, staring right back at the person staring at them.The sound of someone clearing its throat awakened Flora and Damien from their wandering thoughts."Ahhmmm, oh my... What had just happened?" Flora felt embarrassed and pretended to dust the hem of her dress top to avoid the eyes of everyone around her.Danielle saved the lady from embarrassment and pulled Damien away to take his spot beside Flora."Have you chosen what you'd like to have?" Danielle asked gleefully. "Don't worry about the price. They are affordable."
"Oh no, no, no!" Damien uttered as they tried their best to run and reach his house. It was around three hundred meters from the shore where they were, but as Flora did not move as fast as Damien wished she did, the rain caught up with them. Damien was worried Flora might not respond like the locals when it comes to sudden downpours on a bright and hot sunny day. People with asthmatic conditions do not do well with this kind of weather. And people in the village who were born with such illness got cured when they turn to age that they could swim in the sea. They claim that seawater and swimming cure asthma as elements in the seawater activate the body's healing mechanisms. But for Flora, she was new to the island. Her body may not adapt well on the very first day of her stay. She will regret if she has asthma or any illnesses. She won't be able to enjoy the rest of her stay if she gets tied up in bed. But Flora was sure she was healthy, and she was having so much fun on her ne
"We can try a small one somewhere you won't need to take off your clothes," Damien carefully stated.Flora became conscious. She checked her arms. She was wearing a see-through dress top earlier, but she made sure her scars would not clearly show with its long-sleeves. She realized she was already wearing a sweatshirt since she had to change her clothes as they got wet from the rain. Her scars did not show either. So she looked up at Damien with a calculative stare."What?" Damien softly snorted at her seemingly questioning eyes looking directly into his.Damien did not see any of her other scars. He only saw the one she had on her back. But he did not need to check her whole body to suspect she may have them somewhere else in her body. He had known some crazy facts about abusive people, and once it gets started, the word stop is non-existent in their vocabulary. Such behavior only intensifies. They never die down. Lucky for her if she
"Wow! That was quick!" Flora exclaimed with total amazement. "Ohhh, what a beauty! Now I can lift my arms without being conscious about such an ugly scar," she added with confidence, beaming with a cheerful smile.Damien felt flattered that Flora was happy with his chosen design, making use of the shape of her scar to create an image. But he felt a bit uneasy when Flora sighed."What...? What is it?" Damien asked.Flora cleared her throat and gathered her courage to tell Damien what was bothering her."I wanted to join a fitness club in a gym so I can have a professional trainer help and guide me stay fit, but I had to quit after a few weeks of session," Flora did not know where to start telling Damien about her reasons, so her words came out randomly.Damien listened with patience. He was open ears to hear whatever she was about to say. It wasn't anything new for Damien, his sisters would open up to him about their feel
Flora waited for his answer.Damien felt hot despite the weather surrounding them. He, himself, thinks that what he was about to say is awkward, but he also felt like he should not waste a chance of it seeming to present itself. He was quite aware that such chances won't come around too often.Flora smiled and frowned at his funny mien. He looked torn between telling her and not. She was beginning to think he was going to say something weird, but she held her laughter. She was also a bit wary; she might be causing him a dilemma. Flora raised her eyebrows as she tried to give him an encouraging look."Well..." Damien cleared his throat. "I have these cute designs..." Damien paused and nervously looked at Flora's face."And...?" Flora was inwardly relieved that what he was hesitating to say involved his tatts designs. She was feeling more comfortable that it wasn't something indecent. He is an artist."And I have had clien
"Can I just finish all of this, get drunk, and pass out?" Asked Flora with a nervous smile as she attempted to chug on the bottle of local wine. "As you please," Damien chuckled. He gave her a shot twice already, but as the alcohol might have needed more time to take effect, Flora seemed to be as sober as she had before she took a few shots. Maybe it also had something to blame on the fact that she was really nervous. And as crazy as it may seem, Damien also agreed with her idea, to do his task when she has passed out might just be more manageable. "Since you can't drink because you have to be sober to do your job, you don't mind if I drink directly from the bottle, do you?" Flora asked with a giggle."Not at all," Damien answered, also with a snort. He made himself busy preparing for things he would need, starting from the electric shaver that he would be needing to remove her pubic hair on the spot where he would be doing the tatt design Flora had chosen.
“What’s wrong? What happened?” Mavie asked, baffled as the man suddenly wrapped his arms around her waist and he cried pitifully. Mavie looked at the patient on the bed, there was nothing unusual. His heartbeat was normal, and he looked just the way he used to be a coma patient. “What is going on? Please tell me….” Mavie answered assuringly. Trying to calm her Master to the best of her ability. She was also starting to feel scared because she had never seen this brave man act the way he was at that moment. Judas told her everything that he had seen his grandpa did except the part where he mentioned Mavie as his girl. But as he tried to ask again to show Mavie, the old man on the bed did nothing similar to what Judas was excitedly telling Mavie. “Mister Dinero, it’s me, Mavie. Do you recognize me?” Mavie asked casually, speaking to her patient like she would usually do. But the patient’s eyes did not move like Judas said they did. They tried again. Nothing. “I asked him a few q
As for Mavie, she was actually brave only because she knew some of her Master's men were around to protect her. But she was not going to rely everything on them. She will fight on her own if someone comes trying to bring her down. Mavie admits that her bravery was also because she was more than confident that her Master was not going to let her be bullied other than him. Like Judas would tell her most of the time; "You are my slave. I am your only Master. No one is allowed to order you around other than me. Not even a bully aside from me."So she did not fear to act accordingly, protecting herself when someone tried to intimidate her with violence. But she did not want to let the matter get worse. Mavie tried to deal with what happened in her own way."Mister Ray, please do not tell my Master about what happened today. I don't want him to get mad or worry about me. He already has so much to handle. I do not wish to add to the things that would bother him about me."Mavie begged Ray o
Days went on. Days became weeks. Weeks turned to months, and months became a year. A lot of things happened. Joaquin Dinero, Mavie's patient, passed away in his nap with Judas and Mavie right beside him. His body had seemed to reject the medications, and in Judas' dreams, his grandpa spoke to him that he was too tired and wanted to join his wife in peace. Ever since then, the grandson was torn between the sadness to let his grandpa go, and another sorrow that he was refusing to grant the last, one and only wish the old man seemed to have asked of Judas, the grandson. It was not even a wish done like every ordinary people would do. It was like asking Judas to let his grandfather die. And the way of asking such a wish was through a dream which Judas could not find in his heart to fully believe until he realized that every medical procedure and treatment they tried to provide the old Dinero did not seem to have any positive effect. But, of course, the grandson did not give up. Mav
Mavie did not want to disobey her employer so she ate the oatmeal although she was not a fan of eating it. She had to take some meds to get better very soon so she could do her tasks, and so she did everything her Master had ordered her. The medicine had an effect to make her feel sleepy so even if she did not want to sleep, thinking it was rude when her employer was around, her body was not able to fight against the medicine’s effect. Without her knowing, she had a good sleep and rested, when she woke up, she felt way much better. It was almost like she had never had any cramps earlier that day. “What are you doing?” Judas asked when he heard some noises from the kitchen while he was checking the monitors all around the house, his and his grandpa’s, his business building, and everything that was going on in his operations. By having an eye directly able to see everything in and out of his business establishments, Judas can easily handle problems even when he is afar. “Ahmm, I am s
Just as Judas had ordered, the lady doctor was able to speak with Ray, but the doctor suggested that the patient be brought to the hospital for a proper check-up. “At the clinic, we have everything we might need in order to make sure everything is accurate, unlike when we do it on house calls. It would be best to have her womb checked through an abdominal or vaginal ultrasound.” Ray relayed the message to his boss. Judas was silent for a while. He had to think of a way to keep everything in safety. There were a few things Judas had to consider whatever he might decide to do in his predicament. “Ray, I want you to check who gave me the first call with an unregistered number today. Can we make it quick? I want to bring Mavie to the hospital, but I am worried about leaving grandpa behind,” Judas stated with a dark face. Ray knew that look. As the assistant for the mafia don for quite a while now, he had learned to read between the lines, hear unspoken statements, and read his boss’ m
"Master….?" Mavie called out softly. Mavie was not so sure she was allowed to address the man the way they had agreed. She was confused if their arrangement also applied while she was on work duty or on the weekdays, now that they both realized they were also employee and employer aside from being slave and Master. But calling the man master was not something she felt awkward about at all, so when she noticed the man did not seem to mind her way of addressing him, Mavie continued to ask what she had in her thoughts. "How was the result from the test we did last Sunday with the doctor?" Judas was not sure if this girl was playing a silly game or if she was really unaware of such facts about the human reproductive system. But when he looked at Mavie's frail mien, Judas' gaze lowered and continued to clean his grandpa's teeth and gums with the soft and wet cloth. Just the way he saw on the security surveillance camera how Mavie would do such tasks of keeping the patient feeling fresh
“Master….?” Mavie did not expect to see the man, but instead of surprise, a faint smile was visible on her face. If there was someone Mavie wished to see at the very moment, it was no other than this person. The only person she had been thinking of with so much longing to see again, spend time with, no matter what reasons fate had to bring them together. “Master, is it really you?” Mavie asked again but in a soft whisper. Judas had so many scenes played in his mind of how this moment would turn out to be in reality to have a slight idea; if he cannot be accurate, so he would know how to explain and clarify his identity to Mavie. He had expected her to be surprised, first of all. If not, she should be scared o upset, but among all the possibilities his mind had conceived, Judas was baffled to see an exact opposite to what he had supposed Mavie would have reacted. “I had hoped the names of my slave and the hired carer for my grandpa would be one and the same person,” Judas hid his a
Ray started to check the packaging label of the item. He had a picture from Mavie’s stocks and the products that were on the racks. “They have the same packaging, right?” Ray held the pack and showed it to Judas. “This item is the same as the one in this picture, right, boss?”The cashier was watching the only customers he had in the store in the wee hours of the night; two men, as they chose items on the shelves. The store worker was not confident to walk closer and offer his assistance because he noticed they were on a section he was not very knowledgeable about. He was a man, after all, so he did not know much about sanitary pads. He was confident he could assist them, but only if they wanted to pay for their purchases. Because f they were going to ask anything else about the item, the worker was not ready to answer any questions. But if they still chose to approach him, he would just tell them to check the prints on the packaging. That’s all he could to help. Soon enough, two da
Ray was startled when he noticed his boss got into a car parked right outside the gates. Judas had ordered one of his men to bring a vehicle outside his gates and had its engine started because he would be leaving soon. And it was right where Judas asked it to be when they walked out of his grandpa's house. "Boss…?" Ray called for Judas' attention with hesitations. "What?" Judas asked as he fastened his seatbelt, seated right next to Ray, who was sitting behind the wheels. "I'm going to buy the pads and a serving of warm porridge. You can take your rest. I can handle this," Ray answered cautiously. "I have no doubt you can. I am even amazed you don't seem bothered that you are going to buy such items for a woman. Personal, if I may add," Judas said casually. "I don't think you're that kind of guy…." Judas could not say his words exactly. The Mafia Don was also cautious not to offend Ray's feelings if he happened to be wrong in his thoughts. They do not have much of an age differe