Playing With My Boss (ENGLISH)

I suddenly felt his hand brushing against my leg. A strange shiver ran through me at the unexpected sensation. It startled me, yet somehow, I didn’t pull away. There was something about the moment... confusing, heavy, but filled with unspoken emotion.He leaned closer. His breath was warm against my skin, his eyws unfocused, his movements uncertain. The scent of alcohol lingered heavily betweeen us, reminding me how much he had drunk earlier."Draken..." I whispered softly, unsure if I was calling him back to his senses or just trying to steady my own.He didn’t answer. His eyes were distant, almost lost in another world. I could feel the tremor in his hands, the weight of his emotions pressing down between us. I knew he wasn’t himself. He was drunk, vulnerable, unguarded. And I... didn’t know what to do.My mind told me to stop him. To say something. But my voice refused to leave my lips. I sat frozen, uncertain whether it was fear or confusion that held me still."Please, Draken..."

I was cutting pieces of colored paper while Matthew was busy gluing the designs for the preparation of my 4th anniversary with Draken. I made a long, heartfelt message for him, and I planned to decorate our pictures above so he could see them first once he arrived at the place. "We’ve been preparing this for almost three months already, huh? You really go all out," my brother said to me. "Of course. Oh, and don’t tell dad, okay? You know how boring he can be. Not even mom. Let’s just keep this between us. Don’t worry, you’ll get a big tip from me after this." "Oh, come on! You know you can count on me," he said proudly. I smiled at my brother. He was always reliable, no matter what. "Ah, wait, I’ll just check our groupchat. Maybe we’ve got a new assignment or project. I’ll save it just in case," Matthew hew said as he stood up and left the room to check his laptop. I continued cutting and pasting the designs, making sure everything looked perfect. Just a little more, and we would

After nine long months, I poured every ounce of strength I had to bring my child into this world. I refused to give up my baby. Draken may have left me, but my child... never.Father cast me out of the house, so I began living on my own. Still, Mother and Matthew stayed by my side when I gave birth. They often visited my small apartment just to see my baby boy, Madrid Tierro. I gave him my surname, not his father’s.Mom and Matthew would bring us daily necessities and even help take care of him."I have to go now, mom. Please look after Madrid for a while," I said before leaving for work."I’ll take care of my grandson. Be careful, okay?" she said gently. I kissed my son's forehead before stepping out.I worked as a saleslady at the mall. Ever since I moved out with my son, I had to find a way to earn and provide for us. I was twenty-three years old enough to stand on my own.Almost every midnight, Madrid would cry non-stop, keeping me awake until dawn. Mom and Matthew couldn’t always

“Thank you for the ride, Charlie Take care,” I said as I peek a little toward the car window, offering him a small smile.“Sure, thanks. Bye,” he replied, waving lightly before driving off. I stood there for a while, watching his car disappear from sight, and sighed deeply. That man... he never really changes.I entered through the employees’ entrance and headed straight to the restroom to check my appearance. I wasn’t the type who used heavy makeup. Just a dab of sunscreen and a touch of lip tint, and I was good to go. I sprayed a bit of perfume, too, of course. I didn’t want my customers to think I smelled unpleasant.Once done, I clocked in and made my way to the women’s shoe section. A few minutes later, we began our usual morning routine; prayer, the national anthem, and then the mall’s mandatory zumba session to wake up everyone’s energy. I didn’t really dance, I just clapped along with a faint smile.As the mall doors finally opened, we stood by our designated areas, ready to g

After I had cleaned up the dishes, I went straight to our room, mine and Madrid’s. My son was already fall asleep. I sat beside him and lay down, turning to my side so I could gently caress his hair.Then suddenly, I found myself deep in thought. Am I a bad mother for not telling him the truth? I know my son is intelligent, but what I don’t know is how he will react once I tell him everything about the abandonment that did Draken did to us? Why his father and I never ended up together? and all the questions he might throw at me after that.Tears slowly rolled down my cheeks at the thought. I quickly wiped them away, afraid they might fall onto Madrid’s face.All I ever wanted is to give my son a good life. Even with our situation now, I’m willing to give him everything I can.THE NEXT DAY, we woke up early so we could all have breakfast together... Mom, Madrid, Matthew, and I. I was busy frying eggs and hotdogs when I noticed mom's scooping rice into a large bowl.“How’s the grocery,