TRACE I looked at Logan, who could still flirt with the nurse cleaning the blood from the wound on his hand, pierced by the broken glass earlier. I just shook my head in disbelief. Logan seems to be a man who can go anywhere, and no matter what the scenario is, he can still find a way to his lewdness. Minutes passed, and then I saw Elliot, our friend, approaching us with a frown that made me chuckle. I wonder who called Elliot to inform him about what happened. Obviously, Elliot is in a bad mood hearing what Logan and I did. Lev. Yeah... probably it was Lev who sent Elliot here. And Elliot looked like someone who would punch anyone who got close to him. Unlucky Logan, for he seems to be the one who will surely take all Elliot’s annoyance later. Elliot, among us seven, was the one who got irritated easily. Lev could be tolerable because that guy was a sociopath and loved being the old one among us, even though he's only thirty-five. Lev acted like a senior citizen who was always fr
CHLOE That man, that freaking handsome man that fought with the policemen earlier, disturbed my thoughts again. I breathed in and out deeply. I shook my head sideward to remove him from my thoughts. I should not think of him, but he is penetrating my thoughts now as I remember how he became my inspiration years ago. The last time I came here to the Philippines was in 2018, and that was the only moment I saw him when I accidentally bumped into him at the airport. The thought of him and the dream that I’d like to see him again made me want to return here to the Philippines in 2019, but sadly the pandemic entered the scene, and everyone around the globe was affected. We homeschooled, but eventually, because of the vaccine, the USA recuperated fast, and I gladly graduated last year with no problem. I got a job quickly with the help of Carly, but after the pandemic, our family problem became the issue we needed to face. I sighed. I will find Trace Dimagiba soon as I have leads now in
TRACE I balled my fist and went to Elliot to crack his face when Logan stepped in and positioned himself in the middle. Fucking Logan on stopping me! Tangina!!! And what the heck with Elliot being such an arrogant bastard?! "Enough, Trace! Calm down, man!" Logan, with his chuckling voice, grabbed my upper left arm. I stepped away to distance myself from Elliot. What a fucker Elliot is! Once we are all back to Agrianthropos, I will make him sorry for what he said. And who told him to appear here and settle the case that fucking pig said he would file against Logan and me?! Even though he didn't come here, I am sure that my father will not let me have an issue since the election is coming! Damn hell! The Dimagiba clan will not allow nonsense to become an issue against us in the election next year. "Stop acting immature, Trace! You were supposed to act as the head of Foedus but you kept on acting like a troubled child! I understand your anger towards your father but you are old e
TRACE I drank the remaining beer from the bottle and gave a glimpse to Logan, who was licking and sucking the pussy of one of the whores we took out from the Nightlight. We are now in the hotel of Jeru. I was planning to go to my penthouse and told Franco to ensure it was clean. But my assistant said my 'amazing' sister, Paige, was there with some friends, drinking and house partying. Paige kept calling me earlier, but I hung up on her as I didn't want to be disturbed by her tantrums and whinings. Because of the information I got from Franco, I changed my mind about going to the penthouse. And when Logan asked me earlier where we would take the two bitches he had taken out from Nightlight Bar, I said here, to Jeru's Hotel, which is the Dam Es Luxury. The girl I wanna fuck tonight wasn't in the bar, as the manager informed me. I told her, the bar's floor manager, to make that bitch follow me here in the hotel. They need to obey if they don't want me to return to them tomorrow and bl
CHLOE We were strolling earlier in the mall when Harriet received a call coming from her bestie Paige. Harriet's best friend told her to see each other since she's in the area too. I was excited to see Paige again. I don't know why. We weren't that formally introduced years ago, but the fact that she's Patricio's sister made me anticipate getting close to her. My cousin asked me if it was fine if I went with her to meet Paige, and I said yes. I can hit two birds with just a stone by getting friends with Paige; I could ask her about Trace Dimagiba if she knows that guy, and I could see Patricio again. I said that I should not fall into Patricio's looks, but darn… he can't get out of my head. I never thought that the meeting between the two would end up with us drinking alcoholic drinks here at Paige's brother's penthouse. Patricio's penthouse, in fact. The place of the man I've had a crush on for a long time, and now it looks like I'll return to the way I was before if I can't st
TRACEI woke up with the sound of the ringing tone of a fucking phone. What a shit! Who the hell is calling this early?! All I remember is I turned off my phone last night. Who turned on my phone?! Tangina! Damn it! I fucking hate this hangover feeling, and now added by someone disturbing me!I lazily extended my right arm and grabbed my phone on top of the chest drawer, which was on the side of the bed, but it was still fucking off! Fuck! If it's not my phone that's ringing, whose is it? And the ringing tone of my phone is not like that. Screw this hangover! Why did I forget that it's not my phone's ringtone? Hell!"Fuck me," I said to myself. Irritable and sleepy, I yawned.The irritating sound stopped, and I thought of going back to sleep again. I closed my eyes and was about to return to my dreams with my pretty lady when the phone rang again. Fucking hell!"Tangina!" I spat while getting up in my beast mode.I sat on the kingsize bed. Sighed. My eyes roamed around and saw Logan s
CHLOEI woke up from my shallow sleep because I was thirsty. I instantly looked for my phone to check the time. It is almost nine in the morning. I fell asleep in Patricio's room, or rather, I should call him Trace, so I would remember that he's responsible for what happened to our family. He ruined Carly's life.I felt bad again as I thought about what happened to Carly. Nine months ago, I found her almost bleeding to death due to self-harm. I was nervous and panicked at that time. I called 911, and they helped me take Carly to the nearest hospital.At the hospital, I learned Carly's problems went beyond self-harm. Carly had aborted her child, and if she hadn't been brought to the hospital, I wouldn't have known about the complications of the abortion. Carly could no longer become a mother, as I was told by the doctor who attended to her. Her uterus was damaged.I sighed as guilt overwhelmed me once more due to that information I knew but hadn't shared with my parents or Carly until
CHLOEThe sound of water dripping in the bathroom prompted me to awaken. Despite my drowsiness, the persistent sound of water compelled me to become completely awake as I gazed around. This occurrence led me to ponder: Why was there dripping water? Contemplating whether I had neglected to close the faucet after using it, I furrowed my brow.Suddenly, realization struck me – I had unintentionally fallen asleep, leaving the faucet running.I sat on the bed, and my eyes roamed around the room as I felt that there was an uncanny scent I was smelling. The scent of stale musk perfume, cigarette, and something… I furrowed my brows even more. Why is there a manly smell when I'm the only one here?I'm alone, all right. Unless the guy named Franco arrived and entered the room while I was sleeping, and he's the one who left that smell. I remembered him last night when he entered Trace's room to put some papers that, according to him, his boss needed to study and sign. Back then, Paige, Harriet, a