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Chapter 4 Who Is Mr. Del Fuego

Author: Elijah Peji
last update Last Updated: 2023-05-09 19:34:01

Mr. del Fuego stood up from his bed and took his cigarette. He just wrapped a towel around his waist and went to his veranda.

"Hmmn," a sound of a woman came out under his quilt. "Good morning Honey," Cassandra greeted Mr. del Fuego while looking at his staggering and sensual aura. She was one of the realty agents under his firm. She had a long sleep after being exhausted last night with him. He was like a hungry beast who devoured her body last night. It made her so excited again thinking about how he did it last night. It was her most steamy night. He was so manly and delectable and can make every woman fantasize to be in his bed. Luckily she was one of those. She rose from the bed and straightly walked naked towards him. She hugged Mr. del Fuego from his back.

Mr. de Fuego felt her big soft orbs at his back and he became irritated. "You may leave Cassandra," he said emotionless.

Cassandra paused for a moment. She can't believe those words came out of his mouth after their heated intercourse last night. She thought he liked him so much.

"Are you deaf? I said you can leave now. Or do you want me to kick you out," he yelled at her already.

Cassandra immediately collect all her torn clothes on the floor and started to wrap the bedsheet around her body while her tears are flowing down her cheeks. She was so embarrassed. She wasn't expected him to be this rude and cruel after what they did last night.

Mr. Jericho del Fuego is a Playboy Bachelor in town. Mostly women are the ones who used to approach to be in his bed. He is what they call a hot hunk Bachelor and a resemblance to a local actor Jericho Rosales. He is extremely handsome and has an inch-perfect body.

He loved to play with women who used to climb his bed but he never had a serious girlfriend. For him, a woman is just a thing and he enjoys playing with them.

He is the owner of the del Fuego Brokerage and Realty Firm in Batangas City. He is a successful businessman at the young age of 20. After he graduated from St. Benilde in Batangas City, he decided to put up his Brokerage and Realty Firm as he doesn't want to work with his father's company even though he is the only son of del Fuegos. They had a furniture and home depot business in Batangas City and Lipa City. His father offered him to handle one of the branches of their family business after he graduated but he refused since he is more social and deals with homeowners. He put up his Firm instead and it's still at the peak of its status in the industry. He had made his name already after 15 years of handling his Firm. He was not only known here in the Philippines but also Asia as a Young Bachelor Entrepreneur. He had several invitations as a resource speaker with different industries already, he also had talks from different Business Schools to inspire young Marketing and Management students.

Back to reality...

He just used women once in bed and after that, he throw them away. He doesn't believe in any serious relationships. He is content being a Bachelor, with no family responsibility and obligation.

He called his secretary and told her to give Cassandra her cubicle and complete fringe benefits like a laptop, cell phones, and car as a privilege of being their core agents in the Firm. He is a generous employer. "Also tell her to be focused on her goal from now on and do not go directly to me okay," he gave instructions to his secretary. His secretary Thalia knew him well, she is his cousin and his partner in crime to keep his women's mouths shut after playing with them. "Well noted on this, Sir Echo," she smiled while ending their call.

"Tsk, tsk. Well even though Ms. Cassandra, one of their new agents can't win her cousin's heart, she was still lucky he caught his attention and gave her everything," she said to herself. "It's somewhat a blessing for those women to be linked to her cousin even if it will just break their hearts. Echo can play with them but they cannot win his heart.

"I hope he meets his match already. I will be one of those who will be very very happy then: she told herself.

That afternoon, Echo is in a rush as he will be meeting his client at Starbucks near the Bus terminal. He parked his car in the parking area and while walking he bumped into a nerd young lady who happened to be Teacher Maria. He was so annoyed with her clumsiness but after staring at her face, he found out that she is a real beauty, she had a bare face with only lipstick as her make-up. She wasn't wearing a strong scent of fragrance which his women usually had, she had just a soft feminine scent which he seemed too long already. She dressed like an old fashioned and he hadn't seen any skin exposed indeed. She was the exact opposite of those women surrounding him. Most of them were ramp models, sales agents, managers from other industries, young students, and professionals, and sometimes there were also matrons. Name it he had it. But that young lady is quite different.

He was annoyed a while ago, but now he seemed to be challenged to know this young lady. "There's something in her," he said to himself.

He went to his Lexus White car. He played his favorite Side A Nonstop Playlist from his Mark Levinson audio systems while wearing his Bentley Platinum Sunglasses.

He looked so handsome while starting his car engine. He left Starbucks already and headed to their ancestral house in the City of Batangas already.

His parents were waiting for him already as they will have their dinner together.

"How's your firm son?" the elder del Fuego asked his son while having his dinner.

"Doing great Dad," she proudly answered.

Even if his son refused one of his branches, he is so proud of his only son. He can see himself from Jericho's personality. He was also in the same boat as he is when he was at that age. He wanted to stand on his own at that time and proved to his parents he can be successful of his own will which he did. His son now is a reflection of his young personality way back then.

"Great. I know you will be a successful son. I'm so proud of you," he said proudly to Jericho.

"You want more steak son?" his mother asked him.

"I'm already full Mom. Thanks. I loved this steak," he said to his mother.

Mrs. del Fuego smiled with her son. She was so happy looking at the father and son in front of her. They looked alike with almost the same features and personalities. The only difference between the two was that the elder del Fuego is serious and faithful while the younger one was playful and doesn't want a serious relationship. It usually upset her since at the age of 35, for her, Jericho is already mature and must have his own family already. She wished to play with her grandchildren from his only son.

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