“Is something wrong?”
“No, Mommy, it’s just…” The child paused and frowned even more. “You’ll be busy with work, and I’ll be busy with school.”
“My child, I know you’re just worried about me, but I will always support you in everything you do. I’ll finish my work quickly so I can come home and play games with you, okay? That’s Mommy’s promise.”
Rosa noticed her son smiled again and held onto her arm.
“Promise, Mommy, okay? You just made a promise!”
“Everything for you, my child. Alright, we’re here now,” Rosa said as she turned off the car engine and grabbed her son’s bag from the side. “Take a few deep breaths, and don’t worry. The people here are kind.”
Brent took a deep breath and looked at her. She could tell the nervousness in his eyes had eased a little, even though he had been visibly anxious when they left home.
“Your sister Gigi will be the one to pick you up, alright? Never go with strangers. Something bad might happen.”
“Yes, Mommy! Let’s go! I’m so excited!” Brent shouted joyfully as he got out of the car.
Once they stepped out, they immediately saw many students Brent’s age and cars parked outside the school.
They walked toward the classroom, and Rosa noticed how spacious it was. There were plenty of books, toys, and even a playground outside. Deep inside, Rosa felt nervous, worried something might happen to her son.
“Mommy, I think that’s our teacher. I’ll go ahead now,” Brent said, about to leave when Rosa gently grabbed his hand.
She knelt on the ground and kissed her son on the forehead.
“Don’t forget to eat your lunch, and remember that I love you very much,” Rosa whispered, hugging him tightly.
“I love you too, Mommy. Always be careful, okay? I’ll wait for you to come home later.” Brent kissed her cheek, waved goodbye, and ran toward his classroom.
Rosa hadn’t even realized she was tearing up. She took a deep breath and smiled, knowing her son had grown so much.
“Hello, is that your son?” A woman approached her, pointing at Brent. “Your son is so handsome. I hope he becomes friends with mine.”
“Oh, yes. My son’s name is Brent Melandez. How about yours?”
“Colette Torres,” the woman paused briefly before saying, “Oh, sorry, I haven’t properly introduced myself. My name is Miya Torres.”
“Mine’s Rosa Melandez.”
They shook hands, but a sudden silence made the moment awkward.
“Oh, sorry, Miya. I just realized I need to go. I have work to do. But it’s nice meeting another parent,” Rosa said, glancing at her watch.
“No worries. I’m glad to meet you, too. I also have to head to the office. See you around, Rosa!” They waved goodbye and quickly walked toward their respective cars.
Rosa left the school swiftly, her mind shifting to work. She needed to come up with ideas for their upcoming designs, especially since the review of their dress collection was fast approaching.
But until now, she hadn’t thought of a theme or even a single design.
In just 15 minutes, she arrived at the parking lot. She quickly rode the elevator and pressed the button for the 9th floor.
It was only 8:00 a.m., but she could already feel her nerves kicking in, especially since she was about to meet her boss. She hated meetings with higher-ups; they always made her feel like she’d done something wrong, even when she hadn’t.
For the past few days, she had been training in another location and observing the company’s past works. Today was her first official day at her new workplace, which added to her anxiety—having a meeting on her very first day.
“Hi, ma’am. I don’t know your favorite coffee or preference, but I made this one,” a beautiful woman approached her, holding a cup of coffee. “The boss is already in his office. You can meet him now.”
“Oh, yeah. Thanks for the coffee, Vrest. I’ll drink this later after our meeting. You can head back to your station now,” Rosa replied with a smile as she organized her things in her office.
Vrest left the office while Rosa prepared herself by the mirror. She was wearing white long sleeves paired with a skirt and black high heels. The outfit suited her perfectly, and she added a touch of red lipstick to leave a strong impression.
“I guess this is me,” she muttered to herself, forcing a smile as she looked in the mirror.
She left her office, carrying a briefcase just in case she needed to present something to her boss. Standing in front of the door, she took a deep breath to calm herself before knocking three times and entering.
“Good morning, Sir. I’m Rosa Melandez, the new hire,” she greeted while standing in front of the desk.
The chair was still turned away from her, making her even more nervous since she hadn’t seen her boss’s face. She feared he might suddenly throw papers at her or scold her for something she hadn’t even done.
“Well, it’s good to see you here, Miss Rosa,” a voice said.
The chair slowly turned around, revealing a handsome man wearing glasses. Rosa suddenly felt a sense of familiarity, as if she had met him before, but she couldn’t quite place where.
“I’m Trojack Yddro, the President of this company. I guess you already know me, huh?” he asked with a smirk.
“For clarification, I don’t think I know you personally, Mr. Yddro. But I think I’ve heard your surname before,” Rosa replied.
Trojack stared at her intently before standing up.
“Do you know why I called you here?” he asked.
Her face was blushing, thinking of the reasons she could give Trojack, especially if his grandmother found out about what happened between them, the same day she was hospitalized.Rosa stood up from the bed, put on her clothes, and even fixed the bed. It was such a mess, and she couldn’t leave the room with the place still looking like that. The bed was a reminder of the pleasurable moment they shared.She was about to leave the room when she remembered that Trojack was waiting for her in the restroom, waiting for her signal to come out. She walked toward the door, then shouted.“U-uhm, it’s okay!” That’s all she could think of saying, and she immediately went downstairs to cook.She was surprised to find her son in the living room with Gigi, unboxing some of their things and clothes.“Mommy, kuya Jerome said he went to my school and told them there was an emergency. The teacher also said I can be late today,” her son said happily, running towards her as she stepped down the stairs.“
As the morning sunlight peeked through the large windows, Rosa opened her eyes and immediately felt a headache. She was about to move when she noticed that her whole body was sore, and she realized she was naked.She couldn’t remember anything, and when she turned to her side, she saw that someone was lying next to her. As she rolled to the other side, she saw that it was Trojack, who was also naked.She glanced down, her eyes widening when she saw the tangled sheets and smelled the faint scent of whiskey around them. It wasn’t strong, but she knew what had happened. It wasn’t just an assumption anymore.They had sex last night.Slowly, Rosa started to remember some of the events from the previous night. Although it wasn’t clear, she knew her mind wasn’t delusional enough to create those memories. The evidence of what they did was right there.Rosa was about to get up from the bed when Trojack suddenly opened his eyes slowly. Their gazes met, and a realization dawned on him. They just
As he leaned down, he whispered softly, “I’ve never felt this way before. It just felt right, Rosa,” he growls then gazes at her with his dick out and hard.“T-that’s,” Rosa gulps as she sees his big cock out through the moonlight seeping through the window. Even though there were no open lights, and she can see how it wants to be tamed.How it wants to be inside her.Trojack looked at Rosa and grinned. “It wants to be in you. I want to feel you, my love,” he whispered, his voice full of honesty.“B-but, I think I can’t take all that.” She felt her own emotions rising, she can’t figure out how it will fit inside lalo na sa ganoong kalaki at nagagalit na alaga niya.“I’ll be gentle,” he assures her as he kissed her cheek, “can I taste you, my love?” Rosa stared at him and she muttered flirty, “My mother didn’t raise a quitter.”He kissed her on the lips while his other hand was holding his weapon, gently moving it in her up and down. She moans as she felt his tip circling outside of h
Then, Rosa paused as she stared at his lips. "Make me yours."The kitchen, which was once quiet, was now filled with the tension of passion. The scent of whiskey lingered, mixing with the warmth of their bodies. The only barrier between them was the fabric of their clothes.They were playing a silent game—whoever initiated the first touch would lose. There were no words, just intense desire. They could feel each other’s presence, their breaths mingling, their hearts pounding, oblivious to their surroundings.Her breathing became quick and shallow as their lips met again in a deep and soul-stirring kiss. The taste of whiskey lingered, mingling with something sweet. It felt like they had finally found something they had been longing for all their lives.“Wait, do you like me, Mr. Yddro?” she whispered, her hand traveling over his chest, her fingers lightly brushing against the fabric of his shirt.He smiled softly, his thumb brushing her cheek. “I don’t like you,” he paused, his eyes tr
In less than a minute, Trojack arrived."Let's go. The detective told me that they are going to handle this case," he paused and exhaled, "we should go get some rest, especially since it’s already late at night."Rosa nodded and looked at her son before sighing. "Where will we go now? If someone was brave enough to shoot your grandmother, what about our lives?""You can stay at my house for now if you’d like. My assistant will get your things. You should move in temporarily. It is not safe out there," he said gently, offering them shelter.She hesitated for a moment, her eyes filled with uncertainty. But since they had no choice and it was safer to be with someone who could protect them, she accepted his offer.His offer was the only hope they had, especially in this moment of crisis and fear. She also thought that Trojack needed company, especially since his grandmother was in the hospital."We will stay at your house for the time being, but Gigi has to come with us. We won’t go unle
"Let's talk outside, if it's okay, Miss Rosa," the detective said while looking at her. "I’ll accompany Brent while you talk. Don’t worry," Trojack chimed in, smiling at Brent. "Be a good boy, okay? Eat first, this will take a while," Rosa reminded her son. She smiled at him before leaving the room with the detective. As soon as the door closed, the detective looked at her again. "Let's talk in that room. My colleagues have already checked it, and it is vacant. This way, we can get this over with, and you can rest," he said, pointing to the room in front of them. "Y-yeah, sure," Rosa replied. She just wanted to rest. When they entered the room, there was barely any furniture, only a table and some chairs. The space was clean and empty. "Let's sit down," the detective invited, observing her closely. "Are you okay with this setup?" "Yes." "Okay." He paused, then pulled out a recorder, some papers, and a pen. "Is it okay if I record our conversation?" "Yes. I don't se