"M-Mr. Revelar..." I stuttered as we entered his condo unit. "We left m-my car,” I hesitated.He didn't answer and just glared at me."Does it still hurt?" he asked flatly.Involuntarily, I raised my eyebrows in wonder at what he was referring to.Is it my foot?He lazily ran his fingers through his hair and tilted his gaze down to my...Eh?My face turned red when I realized his question. He's asking for my cherry's condition!I swallowed and was confused about what to answer. Should I lie?But before I could say anything, he quickly came to me and snaked his strong arms."I-I just got better," I reminded him stuttering.He seemed to be deaf and only walked straight to his room. I was able to recall every detail of my brief stay at his condo, including the kitchen, the restroom, the guest room where he used to stay, and so on.I shrieked when he threw me on his bed. That was followed by him simply pulling on his necktie—angry and running out of patience. I swallowed hard as he starte
It's been a week. That's how long Mr. Revelar didn't call or text me. I didn't know why, but I'm just thankful for that. After what happened that day, I don't think I could face him rightly.In those bygone days, I only work on the design of different room styles for the hotel apart from the occasional site visit. I spent my time there because I had nothing else to do. As in Vista Querencia, I also have no friends to hang out with in the company. No friends to chat with or groups to belong to, like the ones that I saw. Even though they don't think badly of me, they still avoided my existence after they found out that I'm Daddy's daughter. They only approached me whenever it’s about work that I need to approve something.It's funny to think that no matter where I go, no one really wants to be near me. If in Vista Querencia there are still men who befriended me, here in the company, everyone is terrified and awkward to meet me. I can't blame them. Even I wouldn't dare approach my boss'
I don't know how many minutes I've been staring at the ceiling of my apartment. The moment I entered the house, I immediately went to my room and lay down. I kept thinking about what Agustine did, but no matter how deep I thought about it, I didn't really know why he was acting like that.I just closed my eyes and massaged my forehead. "I left my car," I uttered, and shook my head.“Who picks up people in the middle of their work? I mean, it should be after work!" I talked to myself.Instead of getting crazy thinking about it, I just neglected the thought. My time is too important to be squandered on him. I rested for a while and then did my normal daily routine; clean myself, dress up, cook, eat, and so on. When the night came while preparing for sleep, something suddenly entered my brain that crept me out.No, it's impossible.He doesn't have a crush on me, does he?I cringed."What the hell are you thinking, Khrystal? Just go to sleep because you need to catch up the first trip tom
"Ms. Dagsinal."I heaved out a deep breath. I can't count how many times he has called me since we entered his newly built office; made him coffee, stapled papers, photocopied, and more.Why did I even pursue architecture if I would only become a servant in the end too? Tsk!On the other hand, I felt relieved. I was more satisfied with his gradual order than with the miraculous change in his attitude. In this way, I know why he is torturing me—though it's really not that hard—because of what I did to him. But the way he treated me with such kindness, that’s what is difficult to decode.Yes, it's weird. But I am more comfortable with this. When he's nice or doesn't get annoy with me, I felt like I'm having a shortage in air. Every beat of my heart is getting fast and it felt like I was about to lose my organs in my stomach whenever he treated me differently. It's kind of... scary.I stood on the side of the office where my desk was moved onto and then went in front of Agustine. From lo
We ate silently. Until now, I am still trying to process in my head what is happening."You're still doubting?" he broke the silence.I looked up and met his gaze. For a few seconds, I tried to finished what I was eating before I cleared my throat."Can you blame me?" I shot another question instead of answering.He slowly licked his lower lip. "Then try me," he dared."By you, not fvcking me?" I raised an eyebrow.He nodded.I couldn’t help but laughed, "Of course, it's an easy option for you," I stated. "As if you can't bed another woman to satisfy your needs, Mr. Revelar." I smirked."What we are talking right now is about us, Dagsinal. To prove my sincerity, I won't touch you," he pointed out. "But as for your statement, if that can reduce your anger towards me, then I will not bed another woman."I clenched my jaw while still maintaining the eye-contact with him.Is he serious?"What made you change?" I asked him directly while taking a sip from my wine. "And why are you doing thi
I don't how did it happen, but I just find myself getting close with Agustine. We often eat lunch together, talking ‘bout stuffs, smiling at each other and more. True to his words, he never brought up about that fvck role thing.Unlike before, at work, where I almost end up like a secretary. He let me do things now. Like, designing rooms, landscapes or anything. There were also times when he asked for my suggestions regarding the hotel they were currently working at. I could say that for the past few days, we're really business partners slash friends."Are you free this evening?" Agustine asked when I was about to put my seatbelt.We were just about to leave the construction site of the hotel. So far, everything is doing well and there is nothing to worry about the project.I glanced at him. "Hmm. Kinda?" I answered and continued to settle on my seat."Wanna eat at my place?" he was biting a bit of his lower lip while whispering that question, he was immensely looking at the road and
I don't know how I managed to walk into Agustine's condo. I am astounded the moment he opened the door. Flower petals were scattered on the floor, there was also a candlelit table at the center of his home, I even saw two men on the corner. From their appearance I could tell that one was a waiter and the other was a chef.I looked at Agustine. He was also just looking at me with a small smile on his lips as I walked along.This is beyond my expectation.He pulled me a chair when we reached the table. I sat down coldly and silently watched him walk around to the seat opposite me. Once again, he smiled at me. A warm smile.On cue, the waiter went to our place and gracefully distributed the appetizer—Baked Crab and Artichoke Dip. At the same time, mellow music was playing around us. I bit my bottom lip while looking at Agustine and looked away because I could feel my cheeks heating up."So, do you like your new work?" he broke the silence when we started eating.I tried to clear my throa
"Does your family do nothing to stop people from looking down on you?" Agustine continued to ask stuffs about me and my family.We're done eating. The people he hired earlier for dinner have also left. Right now, we are talking outside his balcony. Leaning on the railings, holding a wine glass, and watching the stars in the peaceful sky.I flashed a smile and sipped on my glass. I glanced at the city lights below the building for a moment. It's peaceful."Whether they do something or not. It won't change the fact that I'm an illegitimate child," I said then looked at him.His eyes were focused at me. Once again, I lifted my lips to curve a smile. I really appreciate Agustine for how attentive he was at my words. Like he doesn't want to miss a single word that I say.I heaved a deep breath and looked at the sky. My smile faded slowly as I thought about my family."You know, I may have a complete family; a mother, a father, and a sister. But I still have a broken home."I laughed and to