“Brianna..” I heard Daniel called but I ignored him as I felt like my heart was being crushed. I have never felt so humiliated in my entire darn life and all I wanted to do right now was to just vanish and to never come back and appear again ever. “I didn't mean to--” “I know,” I quickly cut him off and smiled bitterly. Shaking my head, I then let out a sharp and exasperated sigh.Suddenly, my senses went back and my drunkness diminished in an instant. I slowly stood up and staggered a bit. But I quickly held my hand up to stop him from coming to me for help. This might be petty, but I was hurt so I didn't want him to touch me. I know we shouldn't do it, and I understand that he was respecting me. Daniel was only doing the right thing for us, and I also know I will certainly going to regret it if there's something happens to us. Because ever since the beginning of this crazy arrangement, we had already agreed that we will never cross the line. However, I momentarily forgot ab
I pursed my lips and clenched my fist as I watched Hans leaving. “Fiancee?” I asked incredulously. “As far as I remembered, I said no” “Let's talk in your suite” I didn't protest when he started to guide me. As much as I wanted to get away with him, I also didn't want people who knew us to gossip about what's happening between us. It's one of the reasons why we stayed together. To avoid drama. “Are you drunk?” Lorenzo asked as soon as we stepped inside my room. I didn't answer him and just went straight to the bathroom. I cringed the moment I saw my reflection in the mirror. “Where have you been?” he asked critically. I raised my eyebrows when I saw him through the mirror. “Why do you care?” I rolled my eyes. “You left me, Brianna!” “So? Didn't we always do that after having s*x?” Lorenzo's face became murderous after that. But I didn't feel scared at all. I even smirked that I made him look like that because I know I hit the button, spot on. “I already told you everything
I could've left earlier without anyone knowing about it. However, I knew pretty well that it would just be a futile attempt, because Lorenzo and my father had all the resources they needed. They only need to lf a finger to know where I will be. Thus, I went to the hospital to speak with my father first about my plan, than going straight to the office instead. “Good morning, Dad,” I casually greeted. He was alone, sitting on his bed and reading a book with his glasses on. Immediately, he removed his glasses upon seeing me enter the room, then squinted his eyes on me as he watched me slowly walking towards his direction.“You're not mad?” he asked instead of greeting me back. I pursed my lips and didn't answer that. I know it was a rhetorical question and he already knew my answer. He was just asking probably because he was surprised that I visited him. I sighed. After kissing him on the cheek, I straightened my body and directly stared at his eyes. “I'm filling a leave. I need v
“Let's talk now,” Lorenzo said sternly. I didn't move nor didn't say anything. I folded my arms across my chest and narrowed my eyes on him. “How did you know I'm here?” I asked coldly. “Does it matter?” “Dad?” I pursed my lips when he didn't answer and just stared at me instead. But his silence was enough for me to know that it was indeed my father who told him about my whereabouts. I didn't need to ask how he knew about it. I'm pretty sure he used his connection and probably asked the airline directly about my booking. I let out a sharp breath and shook my head. “Why did you follow me? I left without telling you for a reason,” I stated. Unconsciously, I took a step back when he started walking towards me. I saw his jaw clenched as his pace increased and with just a few large steps, he succeeded in cutting the distance between us. “Are you avoiding me, Brianna?” he queried. His voice was rasped and it had a lace of controlled anger. He then grabbed my wrist when he noticed
My tears quickly flowed down as I ran back to the rest house. Instantly, I regretted what I've said and done as I realized that I still cannot let him go. I loved Lorenzo so much. And just thinking about not seeing him again felt like my heart was being crushed into ashes. I had been with him for eight years. My whole life depended on him. Even for the past two years, despite our situation, it wasn't that hard for me because I knew he's still with me. What is going to happen to me now? I cried harder as I leaned my body against the closed door until I slid on the floor. My insides were tremendously shaking and I could hardly breathe. I shut my eyes tightly and tried to stop myself from crying but to no avail. It was so painful. Heck, it was more painful than the time I caught him cheating on me. I bit my bottom lips hard until there was a metal taste in my mouth. I hated myself for feeling this way. Now, I couldn't blame anyone anymore, even Lorenzo, because it was my fault. I
I woke up with a throbbing head. I grunted as I moved, thus I covered my face with the pillow. “Good morning, Miss Costales,” someone greeted, which made my brows furrowed.I didn't remember having a companion and I haven't asked for anyone to come here. Slowly, I removed the pillow over my head and looked at the woman standing near the door, smiling. “Your breakfast is here, Ma'am,” she said politely. I stared at her for a long second before I finally spoke, “Did I order breakfast?” I asked, confused. Because I seriously can't remember anything. Did I order while I'm still sleeping? The woman smiled politely, “No, Ma'am. But this is part of the special service,” she answered. “Special service?” I scowled. Never did I had any special service before. Not that I actually wanted one but it was my first time to hear about it. “What kind of special service?” I queried. The woman pushed the cart beside my bed and carefully took the soup bowl and handed it to me. The smile plastered
“Mr. Gomez!” someone called. My chest pounded wildly upon seeing him. My eyes then fixed as I silently watched him turn his head towards my direction. He didn't move at first, and just stood there while looking at me. We stared at each other for quite long before he finally stepped forward.My chest hammered so hard that it hurt and I didn't know whether I would wait for him or run away as I watched him walk slowly towards my direction.I'm not completely sober yet and I'm still hungover from the events yesterday. And upon seeing him approaching, my eyes immediately moistened and I just wanted to run towards him and apologize. However, memories of him calling Julienne immediately popped up like a reminder that I just did the right thing. That's why, before he could even close the gap between us, I already stepped back and ran away from him. I heard him call my name, but I just played deaf ears. I kept running until I reached my rest house and locked it in. Almost instantly, my te
I was panting after I closed the door behind me. My heart was constricting as I felt guilty for what I did. I shut my eyes and took a deep breath. I locked the door and walked to my bed and slumped my body there. Staring at the ceiling, I sighed again. I didn't know what he was thinking and why he suddenly pretended like a staff member to serve me. Did hw think he could move me with that? I scoffed. If he believed that he could, he didn't really know me then. Because he should know I'm never a sucker of romance. Sitting up, I looked at the door and stared at it. Half expecting that he would follow and knock. However, a minute had passed and the silence of the room remained. I clicked my tongue and stood up. I then looked out the window to see if he was leaving. And I thought I was right. Outside, in front of my lawn, Lorenzo was talking with Silvia before I saw him pushing the trolley towards her. The latter nodded before she left with the trolley while Lorenzo went back insid
My body froze and my insides started shaking. I felt so weak all of a sudden as I stared at my reflection in the mirror. I cannot believe that I did it with someone else. Lorenzo was the only one who I allowed to be that intimate with me. How could I just let someone, worse, a freaking stranger , sleep with me?!I let out an exasperated sigh. Grunting, I pulled her hair and shut my eyes. I feel so dirty! How can I face Lorenzo now that I am worse than him? I was not guilty back then when I was making out with a different person than him because I know my limits. I was not like him who slept with any of them. I stayed in my room and did not go out or even order something to feel my stomach. I just laid on the bed the whole morning until I heard the doorbell ring. My chest thumped wildly and I stiffened thinking that it could possibly be Lorenzo, knowing that she didn’t get room service. However, there was also another person that was possible to visit, Damien. I shook her head pro
I clutched my chest as I felt something pull my heartstrings. It surpassed my heated desire and instantly made my eyes teary. “Can we talk about it next time? I'm busy,” said Lorenzo then turned to me. Our eyes met but I quickly averted my gaze and ran to my suite. “Brianna! Don't run!” I heard him scream. I just ignored him and fastened my pace even more. However, he was obviously faster as he immediately caught me and snaked his arm around my waist. “Are you crying?” he whispered to my ears. My eyes stung and I squinted it to cease the tears from flowing down. My blood boiled as I felt so betrayed. “You want to fvck her instead of me?!” I spat furiously.“What?” I glared at him. “The way you look at her seems like you want to devour her whole! Who's that girl? Does she taste better than me?!” I bursted out. “What are you–” I squirmed and tried to pull his hands off me. “Let go! I'll just look for Damien and ask him to have sex–” “Brianna!” his voice thundered. Lorenzo's
“Brianna!” Lorenzo stopped kissing me there and I immediately felt frustrated from keeping me hanging. I feel so hot and he only intensified it only to leave me in the air!I groaned in protest and tried to reach his hand. However, he suddenly pulled me up and started wearing my pants back to me. “What are you doing? We're just starting,” I frowned and wiggled my legs. But he held my legs firmly as he took my pants back properly. “Stay still. We'll go back to your room,” he replied. “Room? Okay!” I chuckled then snaked my hands around his neck and tried to kiss him But my kiss landed on his ears as he suddenly averted his face. “C'mon, kiss me..” I coaxed and tried to chase his lips again. I pouted when he kept avoiding my kisses. But that immediately replaced by a wide grin the moment my body lifted and I felt him carry me out of the bar. I wiggled again after realizing I was not wearing my panties. The rough texture of my jeans was scratching against my sensitive skin do
I got chills at the stare he was giving me. Suddenly, I had a very bad feeling about it, but thinking of Lorenzo bringing another woman to his suite gave a bitter taste to my tongue. I drew a heavy breath before I slowly nodded, “Where is it?” I asked, not directly answering his question. I don't really trust him, but his status as the CEO was very useful for me at this moment. Damien grinned and quickly snaked his free hand round my waist. My brows knitted together but I had no choice and just let that filthy hand be until we reached the bar area of the hotel. “This opens at nine in the evening. Feel free to order anything, I'll be your bartender,” he winked. I faked a smile and looked around. The place was dimmed and only the lights from the bar counter were lit. “What can you suggest?” I queried. Since I'm not really fond of alcoholic drinks, I don't know much about strong drinks that can make me drunk in an instant. “I'm not that familiar with alcohol, so, please recommend
“I-im s-sorry!” said the woman.My brows furrowed upon seeing her. I remembered she was the same woman in the elevator last night. Folding my hands, I watched as Lorenzo helped her stand up because she ‘accidentally’ fell on the ground. “Sorry..” Lorenzo muttered. I grinned bitterly as I watched the woman blushed in an instant. She kept on apologizing and said that she will order us another coffee since it spilled on the ground. “No, it's fine. I'll just buy again” “Please..”As they fought over buying coffee, my eyes landed on her hands holding tightly on Lorenzo's forearms. My eyebrows twitched as my gaze went back at her face and saw her looking up at him with pleading eyes. How pitiful. “Miss Grace!” The female staff ran to the woman with a big smile, “You're early today. Fortunately, Sir Lorenzo is still here!” she chortled. The woman lowered her head as her face turned crimson red. I rolled my eyes as I realized they were just wasting my time. I was about to leave but my
I looked at my reflection in the mirror and was never shocked to see my puffy eyes. I cried the whole night. Regretting my hasty action, I cried for the loss of the last memorabilia of our love that's left on me. Never did I imagine I would grieve for some small thing that is usually just as insignificant for other people. But that's not the case for me. The folder that contains our pictures, however, was important to me. It was more like a treasure that I had been keeping for eight years and has a very sentimental value for me. It was the memory of my youth, of my happy days. Moreso, it was the only thing that reminded me that once upon a time, Lorenzo was in love with me.I sighed. It's a waste of time and energy to cry over the things that's already lost. Maybe it happened so that I can move on completely. I took a quick shower and went out to get some coffee and unwind. I put on light makeup and wore huge sunglasses to cover my puffy eyes. And just as I was about to open the
“You’re rude,” I commented the moment the elevator closed. Lorenzo's brows arched as he stared darkly at me, “So? That guy is taking advantage of you. We should check out immediately and find a good hotel tomorrow” Pursing my lips, I threw a glare at him, “If you want to change hotels, go ahead. No one is stopping you. But you can't order me around. I like it here” “What’s good in here? Aside from having a pretentious CEO, the services are average,” he said full of disdain. I didn't respond because I know if I tell him that I like it here only because he can't join me in one presidential suite, he will do everything to drag me out of this hotel. He clicked his tongue when I turned silent. Eventually, he let out a sigh, “We’ll stay here, if that's what you want. I would never leave your side. However, if Rodriguez tries to touch you once again, I won't think twice to forcefully drag you out of her,” he stated firmly. I snorted but didn't say anything anymore. Meanwhile, I felt
Lorenzo was stuck with me after we ate breakfast. He insisted on taking me around which I couldn't decline since I didn't want to go back to the hotel and be pestered by Damien. I clicked my tongue. I don't know why I am so unlucky. Even if I was able to avoid Lorenzo and he didn't find me here, I still have no escape being pestered by his kind. I shook my head. “We’ll go shopping for your clothes first,” Lorenzo instructed as he tried to plan for our itinerary. “I’m done shopping,” I replied rather quickly.“It’s on me”I rolled my eyes, “So? If I want something, I will buy it with my own money” I heard the chauffeur clear his throat but either of us paid him attention.“What do you want to do then?” Lorenzo asked dotingly. I raised an eyebrow as the corner of my lips lifted, “I want to be alone” He didn't reply and just stared at me darkly. I didn't back down and stared back at him. Although my heart was thumping loudly as I looked straight into his eyes, I was determined t
I rushed towards the elevator and wasn't surprised to see that Lorenzo followed suit. His aura was domineering as he stood beside me. Unconsciously, I stepped on the side and kept a good distance, but he had seen it through and immediately followed me like a magnet. “Lorenzo,” I warned without looking at him. “Yes, babe?” My forehead creased as I held my bag tightly, “Give me some space” It was not a request but an order. Gladly, he understood and unexpectedly took a step aside without any objections. However, the distance he left between us was just a tiny space that only a finger could fit in. I shook my head. Well, it's better. At least our skins weren't touching. My eyes remained straight and not even once I glanced on my side. Although I could feel Lorenzo's intense gaze darted at me, I deliberately ignored him and pretended he wasn't existing at all. I don't want to be bothered by him. In fact, if I could only teleport, I would just do that so I won't endure staying w