Revenge. Sounds dangerous but not as dangerous as what Chernie Romero did to Alejandrino Guevara's feelings. She's asked by her half sister to make Alejandrino fall for her for revenge. But, what will happen to the both of them if they know that the revenge is originally for them?
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My husband, Ryan, is standing on the karaoke stage, making a fool of himself. His shirt is unbuttoned halfway, his tie long abandoned, and his cheeks are flushed from too much whiskey. “And I………will always love you…..” he sings, closing his eyes. His voice is terrible. Standing next to him, practically glued to his side, is his secretary, Emily. Her left arm is around Ryan's waist, her fingers lightly grazing his back as she sings along. She’s younger than me, at least by half a decade, all wide eyes and perfect curves, dressed in a tight, low-cut dress that makes it impossible to ignore her presence. She leans into Ryan, whispering something in his ear, and he throws his head back, laughing. He looks at her like she’s the funniest person in the world. I’ve never seen him this happy. The last time I saw him this happy was on our wedding day, seven years ago. Back then, his eyes sparkled when he looked at me. Now, the light in them has grown dimmer; they're shining for someone else. Around me, everyone is laughing. It’s the company’s quarterly review party, and the employees are loose after a few too many drinks, finding Ryan and Emily’s performance hilarious. But I know what they’re really laughing at. They’re laughing at me. The CEO’s wife, sitting here while her husband practically gropes his secretary in front of everyone. The whispers, the side glances, they don’t even try to hide it. “Do you think they’re going to kiss?” someone whispers behind me. “Definitely. Bet they’ll be doing more than kissing after this,” someone else replies, and they both chuckle. I turn around to look at the people talking. Young, drunk, probably high on weed too. They must be interns. Only people with zero knowledge of the company’s hierarchy would make such a statement close to their employer’s wife. Or maybe they just don’t care. The girl, with messy blonde hair and red cheeks, locks eyes with me. “Hi!” she says, a little too loud. “Do you work here?” Do I work here? My eyes narrow. She's definitely an intern. She’s pretty, the kind of pretty that comes with youth and arrogance. The boy next to her drapes his arm lazily over her shoulders. I don’t respond. I just stare at them, cold and unblinking. Before I can say something that would make them regret their existence, I hear my name called. “Julie!” the voice says, drawing my attention. Even before I turn, I know who it is. Samantha, the vice president of marketing. We both work for Paragon Jewels, Ryan’s company, the leading manufacturer of luxury jewelry in North America. Her position is just below mine, so she’s one of the few who calls out my name like we’re friends, even though we’re not. “Samantha,” I reply, forcing a polite smile. “I didn’t know you were here, Julie. I was just telling the marketing team we have to get you involved more!” “Oh?” I say. “Why’s that?” “Well, you’re the head of marketing, and everyone wants to meet you! You’re so hard to catch these days. And besides, we never get a chance to chat at work,” she says, with an overplayed wink. Her gaze drifts to the stage where Ryan and Emily are swaying together, sharing the mic, laughing like they’re on some private date instead of a work event. “So, Mrs. O’Brien,” she says, smirking, “how are you enjoying the show so far?” She's mocking me. The fucking bitch. I force a bright smile. “Oh, it’s… fantastic,” I say, struggling to keep a straight face. “I’m thrilled to see my husband’s hard work is being rewarded with such… dedication from his staff.” The crowd is clapping now, giving Ryan and his secretary a standing ovation. I guess they're done with their nonsense. But then Ryan speaks into the microphone. “Before we get down, we’ve got one more song for you!” More applause. More laughter. And I just want the ground to open up and swallow me. Samantha looks at me with pity in her eyes. “Well… umm,” she says. “I’ll catch up with you later.” She quickly excuses herself. Behind me, I hear those interns whispering again. “Oh, my God. Did you hear what she said? That's Mrs. O’Brien.” I turn to glare at them one last time, and the boy shifts uncomfortably, pulling the girl to her feet. “Let’s go,” he mutters under his breath, and they stumble away, sneaking a look at me before disappearing into the crowd. Good. Let them run. I turn back to the stage, my heart pounding in my chest. Ryan is singing “Everything I Do”—if you can call that singing. Emily is now pressed against him, her hand running up his arm in a way that makes my stomach twist. She’s completely shameless, and he’s too drunk to even notice—or worse, he doesn’t care. I can’t take it anymore. Without thinking, I push my chair back and stand. My heels click against the floor as I march toward the stage. I can feel the weight of everyone’s eyes on me, the whispers dying down as they realize what’s happening. They’ve been waiting for this—waiting to see if I’ll crack. But I don’t care. I’m done playing the perfect wife. I climb the steps to the stage, each footstep feeling heavier than the last. Ryan doesn’t notice me at first, too lost in his drunken performance, but Emily spots me and her smile falters. Good. “Ryan,” I say. “We’re leaving now.” Ryan looks at me, surprised. “Why?” he slurs, still holding the microphone. “The party's just getting started.” I grit my teeth, my fists clenched. “Let’s go. Now.” “Julie, come on,” he says, sounding annoyed now, as if I’m the one ruining his night. I can’t help it. Something inside me snaps. Without another word, I turn and walk toward the back of the stage. The technical operators sitting in the booth look up as I approach, their faces going pale. “Who’s in charge here?” I ask. They all point to a man standing near the soundboard, holding a half-eaten donut. His eyes widen as he sees me. “Mrs. O’Brien,” he stammers, quickly setting the donut aside. “Is there something—uh—something I can do for you?” “Shut it down. All of it,” I say. “The party’s over.” He blinks, not sure if I’m serious, but one look at my face and he scrambles to obey. His hands fly across the controls, and within seconds, the speakers cut out with a harsh screech. The lights dim. The music dies. Silence falls over the room like a heavy curtain, and all that’s left is the sound of my heels as I walk back to center stage. Ryan is standing there, his microphone useless in his hand. “Julie, what the hell?” Ryan mutters. I meet his eyes, feeling the weight of everything I’ve been holding in for too long. “You’ve had your fun,” I say quietly, but with enough steel in my voice that it stops him from saying anything else. “Now it’s over.” I don’t wait for a reply. I grab his arm and start leading him down the stairs. Ryan stumbles slightly, caught off guard by my sudden forcefulness. His eyes flick to the crowd, scanning their faces for something, maybe support, validation, but all he finds are wide eyes and muted whispers. Everyone’s too shocked, too entertained by the unfolding drama, to come to his defense. The whispers start immediately. I hear snatches of conversation as we pass. Let them talk. Let them laugh. Ryan's too drunk to fight me, too embarrassed to protest. For once, he’s the one who’s quiet, and I’m the one in control. Justin, Ryan’s bodyguard/chauffeur, sees us coming and is already moving into action. He steps forward, opening the back door of the car without a word. Ryan mumbles something under his breath—maybe an apology, maybe an excuse—but I don’t stop. I don’t even look at him. I tighten my grip, forcing him into the backseat with a firm push, and he collapses into the car. “Take us home,” I say, climbing in behind Ryan. Then I slam the door shut.Hi guys! This is the Wakas. Pasensya na sa mga wrong typo's and grammars ko po. I'm just new in writing kaya pasensya na po. At sa plot ng story ko. Pasensya na po at medyo kalat pa siya. Hindi ko naman po kasi inaasahan na matatapos ko talaga ang story na 'to. Again, sorry and thank you all for reading until here. Godbless, Sunnies!---Revenge. That is what I want to do after my parents death. My whole life is a mess when they left. Kung ano man ang ginawa niya sa mga magulang ko ay gusto kong gawin pabalik sa kaniya. Gusto ko rin siyang patayin but I know magiging kagaya ako sa kaniya kapag ginawa ko iyon. "This is the footage of the CCTV. Maswerte tayo dahil naunahan natin siyang makuha ito." Onw of Tito Yves' men said. Weeks after my parents die, hindi ako makausap kahit saglit. It's too painful and I couldn't accept it. I didn't cry because my Mom said that she dislike seeing me crying. I know that she still see me even when they are now in heaven. "Miggy..." Tita Lysa calle
Nasa labas na kami ng kwarto ni Savanah. Dad looked at me. Nanggaling siya dito noong nakaraang araw kaya alam niya kung nasaan ito. He also talked Tita Siara and she's asking for our forgiveness. Gusto niya akong makita kaya nandito ako. Dad opened the door. Napatingin si Tita Siara sa amin na nasa loob, nagbabantay sa anak. When she saw me, she smiled a little. "How is she?" Dad asked. Tita Siara looked at him. Dad is just staring at Savanah, not trying to look back at Tita Siara. "She's getting better. Gumising na siya kanina." Tumango si Dad. Nakatayo lang ako sa likod ni Dad habang nakatanaw kay Savanah. She's peacefully sleeping. Hindi maipagkakaila ang kagandahan niyang namana sa ina. I saw Tita Siara staring at me. Napatingin ako sa kaniya. "I'm sorry..." she said. I smiled at her. Yes, she made mistake to us pero hindi bato ang puso ko. Marunong akong magpatawad sa mga taong alam kong nagsisisi na sa mga nagawang mali. Biktima sila. Inabuso ni Tito Leo ang pagmamahal
Dad and I are saved by Alejandrino. And Savanah... got shot by her father. Hindi ko alam kung ano ang mararamdaman ko ng makita si Savanah na naliligo sa sarili niyang dugo. Her Mom immediately ran to her. Umiiyak ang Mommy niya habang pilit siya nitong ginigising.Dumating ang mga pulis at mga tauhan namin. Tito Antonio helped them on finding my brother. Agad naman napusasan si Tito Leo ng mga pulis. Pagkatapos ng nangyari ay natulala lamang siya at nakatanaw sa anak. Gulat at halatang hindi makapaniwala. Ako man, ganun din. Hindi ko inaasahan na ganito ang mangyayari. I was just staring at them when suddenly I feel that my head is turning. Nahihilo ako kaya mabilis akong natumba at nawalan ng malay. Hindi ko na alam kung ano ang nangyari pagkatapos. Nagising akong nasa ospital. Walang tao sa loob ng magising ako. Naiisip ko ang nangyari kanina. Si Savanah. Dinala ba siya sa ospital? Anong nangyari sa kaniya? Si Tito Leo, nasa kulungan na siguro. Ang kapatid ko. Agad akong nap
Habang tumatagal, mas lalo akong kinakabahan. Kaba dahil baka huli na ako at kaba dahil paniguradong mag aalala sil sa akin kapag nalaman nilang tumakas ako sa bahay. By now, alam na nila iyon. Dahilan para kanina pa tunog ng tunog ang cellphone ko sa mga tawag at texts. Mas binilisan ko ang pagmamaneho patungo sa nasabing lugar. Natanaw ko sa aking side mirror ang mga sasakyang mabilis ang mga takbo. Pinaliko ko ang aking sasakyan patungo sa nasabing lugar. Tanaw ko na agad ang mga kotseng nakaparada ilang metro ang layo sa kung nasaan nakatago sina Tito Leo. Namataan ko agad si Alejandrino, papalapit sa kotse ko. Busangot ang mukha at galit na galit. Inihinto ko ang aking sasakyan. Kinuha ko ang aking cellphone at naghanda ng lumabas. "What are you doing here?" Bungad agad ni Alejandrino sa akin. Kakabukas ko pa lang ng pinto ng kotse ko at hindi pa ako nakababa ng tinanong niya iyon. Nagkasalubong ang dalawa niyang kilay. Galit na galit ang kaniyang mga mata ngunit kay halo
Dad and Tito with the police planned on how to catch Tito Leo. Nasa amin si Savanah and she knows where her father is. I keep on asking Savanah about my brother. Ayos lang daw siya at sa katunayan ay ang ina niya ang nag alaga sa kapatid ko. Hindi ko na alam kung ano ang mangyayari sa akin kapag nasaktan ang kapatid ko. Sa araw na iyon ay medyo masama ang pakiramdam ko. Gusto kong makibalita tungkol sa kapatid ko pero nahihilo lamang ako kaya nagpahinga muna ako saglit. Nang magising ako ay dinalaw na naman ako nang pagduduwal. Sakto pang tumatawag si Jhia sa akin. Kinamusta niya ako at I told her what is happening here. Medyo malaki na ang tiyan niya. May pumasok sa isipan kong tanong tungkol sa pagbubuntis niya. I may be assuming pero gusto kong makasiguro. Pangalawang beses na akong nagduwal. Don't tell me iyong agahan naman namin ngayon ang problema? It's just simple sunny side up egg and bacon. Walang masama doon. "Jhia, can I ask you something?" Umiinom siya nang kape na
"Savanah?! Nasaan ang kapatid ko?!" Bumukas ang pintuan nang kwarto ko at nakita kong pumasok si Alejandrino doon. Nanlaki ang mata niya nang makita ako. Basa pa nang luha ang mata ko pero nangibabaw ang galit sa aking sistema. Agad akong dinaluhan ni Ale dahil sa pag alala. Nakita niyang may kausap ako sa cellphone kaya kumunot ang noo niya. "Tutulungan ko kayong makuha si Joseph. Masyado nang marami ang kasalanan namin sa inyo at hindi ko na kayang dagdagan pa iyon." "Nasaan nga ang kapatid ko?!" "Chernie..." ani Ale. "Alam ko kung nasaan siya. Tutulungan ko kayong makuha siya." ani Savanah. Hinapit ni Ale ang baywang ko at hinawakan ang braso ko. Nagkatinginan kaming dalawa. "Give me the phone," bulong niya. Umiling ako at suminghap. "Paano namin masisigurong nagsasabi ka nang totoo?" tanong ko kay Savanah. "Chernie, give me the phone." si Ale. "I know, hindi niyo na ako kayang pagkatiwalaan ngayon dahil sa nangyari pero hindi ko na kayang dagdagan pa ang mga kasalanan
"Wala pa ba?" Dad asked. Umiiyak na ako dito habang nakaupo sa sofa. Si Dad naman ay panay lakad pabalik balik habang si Tito at ang kaniyamg mga kasamahan ay nag iimbestiga sa nangyari. Alejandrino is beside me. May hawak din siyang laptop pero may mga oras ding hinahawakan niya ang kamay ko at niyayakap ako. Kinidnap ang kapatid ko nang mga taong hindi namin kilala. But we... all know who it is. "Hindi klaro ang mga mukha. Puro nakatakip. Hindi din ma trace ang plate number nang sasakyan dahil sa sobrang bilis nang patakbo, hindi na makita." sabi nang isa sa mga tauhan ni Tito. Iyak lang ang nagawa ko. Nag aalala ako sa kaligtasan nang kapatid ko. Hindi normal ang kondisyon niya at hindi namin alam kung saang lugar siya dinala, baka maalikabok o mainit sa lugar na iyon. "I'm sure, kagagawan na naman ito nang hayop na 'yun." si Dad. Napatingin ako sa kaniya na ngayo'y nakakuyom ang kamao at nag aalab ang mga mata sa galit. Yumuko ako at umiling. Bakit ganito? Sa panandaliang
Naglagi kami nang isang araw pa sa resort. May inasikaso pa siya doon sa meeting at masayang masaya siya pagkauwi. Na close na naman niya ang deal. Nasabi niya na rin sa akin ang nangyari sa kaniya noong namatay ang mga magulang niya.Hindi ko alam kung ano ang mararamdaman ko noon habang kinu-kwento niya iyon sa akin. Nakayakap lang siya sa akin habang sinasabi niya iyon. Para bang kumukuha siya nang lakas sa akin para maipaliwanag niya. Pauwi na kami ngayon sakay sa isang private plane na pag aari ni Alejandrino. Mabuti na rin ito para mas masiguro ang kaligtasan namin kung sakaling may magbanta man. Nakalapag na kami nang tumawag si Daddy sa akin. Napag usapan na din namin ni Ale kung paano namin sasabihin kay Dad at sa kapatid ko na kami na. Hindi ko din pa nakakausap ang mga kaibigan ko tungkol sa kaniya. Wala silang alam sa amin pero kilala naman siya ni Anastasia at Jhia. Pero mas maganda pa rin 'yung ipapakilala ko siya sa personal. Nakasakay kami sa kaniyang sasakyan pap
Dilat na dilat ang mata ko at hindi ko maproseso ang nangyari kanina lang. Ale is beside me. Nakapulupot ang kaniyang katawan sa akin habang pinalilibutan ang katawan namin nang puting comforter. I give myself to him. 'Yan ang totoo. Gumalaw ako nang kaunti at naramdaman ko ang hininga ni Ale sa leeg ko. Nakayakap siya sa akin at nasa leeg ko ang kaniyang mukha. Pikit ang mata at halos ayaw na akong pakawalan. Napangiti ako. Ibinigay ko ang sarili ko sa kaniya kasi mahal ko siya. Wala akong pagsisisi sa ginawa ko. Hinaplos ko ang buhok niya. Natigil lang ako nang gumalaw siya at dumilat. Ngumiti agad siya nang makita ako sa tabi niya. Mabilis niyang hinalikan ako sa labi at bumalik sa pwesto niya kanina. "I love you." aniya. Tumitig ako sa kaniya. Hindi ko maisip noon na mamahalin ko ang lalaking ito. Akala ko noong una ay ang mga lalaking katulad niya ay malabong magmahal. Ngunit mali ako. Humigpit ang yakap niya sa akin saka ibinaon ang kaniyang mukha sa aking leeg. Kung hind
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