The CEO’s POV
Late si Ella. Hindi maitatanggi na late talaga si Ella Stanford.
Hindi mapigilan ni Javier ang sarili na silipin ang Rolex niyang relo at ang entrance minu-minuto. Pagkalipas ng sampung minuto, lahat ng nag-e-enjoy ng cocktails at light snacks sa foyer ay lilipat na sa dining hall. Pero heto siya, nakatayo sa balkonahe, nakatitig sa mga tao sa babae at hinahanap ang sekretarya niya.
"Where on earth is she?" he growled to himself. His buoyant anticipation had slid through a heap of frustration at her lack of appearance before it turned to a nagging worry. Naaksidente kaya ito?
“Babe, anong ginagawa mo rito?” tanong ng isang senswal na boses kasunod ng mga kamay na yumakap sa balakang niya. Inilagay ni London Star ang ulo nito sa balikat ni Javier, at idinampi ang labi sa leeg ni Javier. “Lahat ng kaibigan mo nasa baba. Bakit hindi tayo bumaba saka mangamusta?”
"Ten more minutes," he replied curtly as he moved slightly away from her.
“Puwede mo namang sulitin ‘yang ten minutes na ‘yan,” bulong ni London, halatang ‘di napansin ang pag-aalala sa mukha niya at kung paanong nakakunot ang mga kilay niya. Nagsimulang maglakbay ang mga kamay nito sa kanyang dibdib and her breasts pressed against his back.
“‘Wag ngayon, London.” Hinawakan ni Javier ang mga kamay ni London at inilayo ito sa kanya. Inilabas niya ang cellphone at tinawagan ang cellphone ni Ella. Hindi ito sumagot at sumubok siya ulit. Pagkatapos ng limang subok, itinigil niya na ang tawag at ibinulsa ang cellphone. Pakiramdam niya, isa na siyang stalker na tawag nang tawag. Baka nagda-drive si Ella kaya hindi nito masagot ang tawag niya.
Lumingon siya at nakita niya si London na nakatayo roon at walang ibang suot kundi ang isang lingerie. Bago pa siya makapagsalita, hinalikan na siya nito. At sa loob ng ilang segundo hinayaan niya lang ito bago ito tuluyang pinahinto.
Kahit anong mangyari, ang utak niya ay na kay Ella pa rin at kung nasaan ito.
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The Secretary’s POV
Dumating si Ella eksaktong limang minuto bago tumungo ang mga bisita sa dining hall. Kahit na sinabihan siya ni Javier na i-enjoy ang sarili niya, alam niya na kailangan niyang siguraduhin na magiging maayos ang event kaya kinita niya na muna si Jackie, ang event organizer. Mula pa college, kaibigan na ni Ella si Jackie at kabubukas lang nito ng sariling Event Organizer na negosyo. Dahil gusto na rin ni Ella na tulungan ang kaibigan, ibinigay niya ang pagkakataon kay Jackie imbes na sa dating EO na palaging nag-aayos ng okasyon para sa Javier and Summers Entertainment.
Mukhang tama nga nga na pinuntahan na muna ni Ella si Jackie, dahil nakita niya itong hindi mapakali. “Anong nangyari?” tanong ni Ella.
“Oh, Ella, anong gagawin ko? Lagot tayo!” Nanginginig ang kaibigan niya at pinagpapawisan kahit naka-on naman ang aircon.
“Kumalma ka na muna. Sabihin mo sa akin kung anong problema,” sabi ni Ella at pilit na pinakakalma ang sarili para mahanap ang tamang solusyon.
Kaso mukhang walang solusyon. Ang singer na kinuha para kumanta sa birthday ni Javier ay biglang nagka-diarrhea kaya hindi ito makapagpe-perform ngayong gabi.
“Kung marunong lang akong kumanta!” iyak ni Jackie na namumutla na. Gustong sisihin ni Ella ang singer pero alam niyang coincidence lang ito na may hito ang light snack na inihanda at hindi ito nakaya ng tiyan ng singer. Ang kawawang babae ay nasa banyo pa rin hanggang ngayon.
“Baka puwede tayo maghanap sa audience?” suhestiyon ni Damon. “I mean, puro mga artista ang mga guest at nagtatrabaho sa entertainment industry, hindi ba? Siguradong may isang gustong kumanta para sa boss nila.”
Tama nga si Damon pero kilala ni Ella ang boss niya at kung gaano kataas ang pride nito. Hindi ito papayag na kakanta nang libre ang bisita nito para sa kanya. Mapapahiya ito at si Jackie at kumpanya nito ang mapapahamak. “No, hindi puwede. Hindi papayag si Javier. Maiinis ‘yon kapag malaman niya na pinakanta natin ‘yong isa sa mga bisita niya.”
Kumurap si Jackiet at tinitigan si Ella, nakabalik na ang dating kulay sa mukha. “Kumakanta ka, Ella. Kaya mong kumanta!”
"W-what?"
“Kumakanta ka. Alam ko. Nanalo ka sa talent show noong college pa tayo. Bakit hindi na lang ikaw ang kumanta? Sigurado ako na okay lang sa kanya kung ikaw.”
Tumango si Damon. “Tama siya. Ni hindi nga malalaman ng boss mo na hindi ka dapat kakanta. Iisipin niya lang na part ‘yon ng plano at gusto mo siyang isurpresa.”
"P-pero—"
Bago pa makaangal si Ella, nagsimula nang magplano ang dalawa niyang kaibigan. They agreed that Ella's red dress was a killer dress thus she did not need to swap her attire. Damon and Jackie were still discussing about her make-up and accessories for her hair when Ella finally found her voice back. "Wait!"
Both of her friends stopped their discussion and looked at her.
“Hindi ako puwedeng kumanta para kay Javier! Masyado iyong personal! Boss ko siya for goodness sake!” Mariing umiling si Ella, hindi niya ma-imagine na kumanta sa harap ni Javier, let alone na gawin talaga ito mismo.
“Oh, come on, Ella. Sige na, please,” pagmamakaawa ni Jackie at hinawakan ang mga kamay niya. “Una ko ‘tong gig. Ayaw kong pumalpak.”
“Magiging okay ka lang, Ella dearest,” sabi ni Damon at kinukumbinsi siya. “‘Di ba sabi mo na gusto mo siyang supreshain with your new look para hindi niya isipin na boring ka?” Nagtaas ito ng kilay at ngumuti. “Ito na ang perfect, grand entrance. Ang lahat ng mata ay nasa ‘yo , maging ang kanya.”
Pumikit si Ella at inayos ang magulo niyang isipan. Tama si Damon at ang mas mahalaga, gusto niyang maging maayos ang negosyo ni Jackie. Mabibigyan ito ng maraming pagkakataon dahil maraming konesyon si Javier na puwede nitong maging bagong mga kliyente.
"Okay, okay. Gagawin ko."
Both Damon and Jackie squealed in joy, clapping their hands while Ella tried to recall all of the condescending comments Javier had ever said to her, about her being uptight and prim.
Oh, to prove him wrong and to see the look of surprise on his face would save her wounded pride.
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C H A P T E R 3 0 : H I S P R I N C I P L E E L L A S T A N F O R D “I want you, Ella. Damn.” She heard the hoarse sound he made. He pulled her head back and lowered his own, their mouths clinging, filled with a driving physical need that beat through her veins like fire, turning her body into helpless fluidity. Javier held her body between his roving hands and she made no effort to stop him, shuddering with pleasure under the kiss which seemed to last endlessly, as though in itself it were an act of possession. And that was when she realized in the distant recess of her mind that she was in love with him. That she had always been. She had always been more aware of his presence in a room than she had dared admit. He had gradually filled every corner of her heart without her either being able to stop it or admit it. Her driving need to give herself to him, to throw away years of firm principle, was the ultimate expression of a love which, like an unwanted weed, had thrived on
“You have no idea how I have been waiting all evening for this.”They kissed desperately, her arms closing around the back of his head to pull him nearer. Her half-naked body was trembling in his arms. It had been so long, the kisses were a hot rush across her flesh, an overload to her senses that woke up all those lonely places inside her that she had ignored for god knows how long. He touched his tongue to the seam of her lips, and her chest got tight and achy and her knees threatened to buckle. She raised her hands to his shoulders to keep from falling and tilted her head to the side. Her lips parted, and the slick touch and warm glide of his tongue was like dropping a lit match on a pool of gasoline and she went up in flames. She wanted to burn and make him burn along with her. He tasted like beer and liquid sex and she wanted to eat him up. A low moan escaped her chest, her breasts grew heavy, and her nipples tightened into hard points of pleasure. All of her defenses had weakened
Giving him a little smile, she discreetly moved his hand back to his lap. “None, unfortunately. I do not have any.”“No way, I do not believe that.” He narrowed his eyes, giving it a thought, and then his lips formed a mischievous smile. “How about modeling? Could you strike a pose?”“Not really though,” Ella giggled as she suddenly remembered what Damon had always made her do whenever they had gone shopping. “My friend, Damon, he always asks me to try out the clothes we bought and pose.”“Then I am sure he sees your talent there.” His green eyes danced. “Are you free tomorrow?”Ella glanced at Javier for one split second before answering, “I am sorry but my schedule depends on my boss.”“Would you come over and pose for me? I will put your beauty into canvas,” promised Roberto with a smile. “What do you say?”“I am afraid I have to say no.”“Oh, come on.” He turned to Javier. “Can I borrow her for a few hours tomorrow?”Javier shrugged and then took a drink of his red wine. “That is r
C H A P T E R 2 7 : B R E A T H L E S S E L L A S T A N F O R D Ella closed her door, searched through her purse to make sure she had her key, trying to stop the aching in the pit of her stomach as Javier took her arm and she felt the power of those strong fingers around her. They were walking in silence and after she could make sure that her heartbeat was steady and she was no longer out of breath, Ella pointed it out again, “You said you brought me to Sicily to help you persuade him to join us.” Close to her ear, Javier said softly, “I want to sign him up, not strangle him, love.” She felt a confused sensation of excitement and alarm, her ears drumming. Somehow she walked along the corridor beside him to the lift, trying to force her breathing to slow. In the lift she stood a foot away from him, her eyes lowered. They walked through the foyer to the car park in silence. Javier opened the door and she quickly slid into the passenger seat before he could touch her to assist her.
Ella felt her body grew tensed the second she had heard his voice and Roberto must have felt it too as he let go of her hair and gave Javier a nod. “I was just chatting with your beautiful secretary,” he said. “How was your flight here?”She turned around and caught the stony look on her boss’s face. His eyes lingered on her for several seconds before they moved to Roberto’s as he replied, “It was fine.”“I am guessing it was or else your brother will probaby hear your complaints as soon as the plane lands or perhaps even before.” Roberto chuckled.Javier gave what might seem as a polite smile but Ella noticed the icy look on his blue eyes. He did not think that joke was funny. “Holden always makes sure the service for all of his customers are great and up to standards.”“Of course,” Roberto nodded. “Maybe one day I will get to buy an airplane from your brother. You will help me get a sizeable discount, right?”“I will see what I can do,” said Javier, not giving any promises yet the ot
Ella was not sure what had possessed her but she responded to every kiss, every touch, and her body burned with hot, tingling desire. A power boat was speeding towards them from the misty reaches of the sea instantly awoke her from the trance in which his lovemaking had held her. Her eyes flew open and she gave a low shivering cry. Javier lifted his head, silently taking in her horrified, shamed expression, then a wry smile flickered over his face.Without a word he flung himself over on to his back, breathing hard, staring up at the halcyon blue of the sky that had almost the same color as his eyes. Sick, humiliated, burning with self-contempt, Ella sat up and dived into the sea. Without thinking she swam back towards the beach. The last few moments had been a revelation to her. She had always been secretly aware that she was attracted to him and now she had to face the fact that he had a power over her senses which made her despise herself.As she walked back towards the changing boo