CHAPTER 6: APOLLO'S INSTINCT

Apollo's Point Of View.

Apollo had just arrived at his own office. His head was already hot because of the materials that did not arrive on the exact date that was discussed. He hates something like this! You're just being sloppy and making him wait.

"Mr. Luxerio, do you want some coffee?” asked his secretary, Esme.

It is still obvious that he is not in a good mood. Esme knows that when their president has a temper, he often fires employees.

"Yes, please, and hurry up," he responded gently but without emotion.

When his secretary came out of his office, he loosened his necktie. He couldn't help but throw or destroy things, so he stood up and threw a flower. He got so annoyed that he threw it and broke it. At the same time, Epifanio entered.

"What the fvck, Dude?" Epi looked surprised, then put the envelope he was holding on the table.

"Oh, please, Epi. I hope you bring good news, because all I've been hearing today is bad news, which I no longer wish to hear. So if that's not good news, I'm begging you, just don't say it." as if his patience was about to run out, he said, then looked at the glass wall of his office.

"Well, if it's bad news about Sophia, I don't think I should say it, right?" Put it back in the envelope.

Suddenly, he looked back at his friend.

"To Sophia? You mean, Sophia Santiago?” He asked, and Epifanio nodded. “Oh, thank you! Did you get any information? A—What? Where does she live? Where does she work?“

He quickly sat in his seat. He couldn't wait to hear what his friend knew.

“Damn it. Calm down, dude!" Epifanio laughed and said this, reaching for the envelope he was holding.

He immediately opened the envelope and saw various photos taken from the stolen shot. He couldn't believe that her face didn't seem to have changed since he saw her the morning after that night. He would not have thought that in one night he was immediately attracted to the beauty of this woman.

The past came back to his memory again.

••|| FLASHBACK ||••

He woke up because of the sound of his cellphone. Even though his head hurt, he immediately answered it. Well, he really has the principle that all calls are important, especially at work. And he doesn't deny that he is a workaholic.

"Hello? Who's this?” he asked.

"Mr. Apollo, this is Esme. I'm sorry to call you this early, Mr. Apollo, but this is urgent. Your dad is here, and he's looking for you."

He woke up to his senses. Maybe he wants to talk about the mess that happened at their dinner with Mr. Hamilton. But what the hell is this early?

He was about to stand up when he felt an arm wrap around him. That's when he noticed the girl next to him. He went blank for a moment and then remembered what happened last night.

Suddenly, he smiled when he saw the girl frowning. That feeling is strange. There was something in his feelings that he couldn't understand.

This woman is stunning, with a pointed nose, red lips, slimy eyes, and long eyelashes that match her small, round face and curly, long hair. His stare at the girl was interrupted when his cell phone rang again.

He quickly, but carefully, got up from the bed and got dressed. He saw the red stain on the bed sheet itself. He frowned. She's a virgin, but why is she able to enter a job that doesn't seem like it's right? She was very beautiful, undeniably fair-skinned, and from a wealthy family.

Then he will find out when he returns from the office. He strictly handed the girl over to his staff and Butler Geor. But things change. Suddenly, he disappeared like a bubble.

• END OF FLASHBACK

"Are you out of this world, Apollo?" Epifanio asked with a laugh.

He didn't realize that Esme had put down their coffee.

"Tell me, Epi, where she lives. I want to meet her.”

"Then what? Are you going to say that you lived with him five years ago? Are you thinking? Didn't you say she didn't look like a prostitute? So what if she thinks you raped her?”

Apollo was quiet for a moment. His friend is right. He can't stay away from her. Just then he saw a photo of a man he knew, so he immediately frowned.

"You know, you're right. She's not a prostitute! She is the only daughter of Mr. Smith!”

"Mr. Smith? How come Santiago is her last name?"

Epifanio shrugged. "I don't know. It looks like she told you the wrong name that night."

"No, it can't be!"

"Yes, it can, Apollo. That's why we couldn't find her before! And I have also emailed you her information. Just check your email and send the payment. Phew, basic money!”

"Your work is not done yet; we still have to come up with a plan on how to get her. I'm fvcking serious here. I will not let her get away again.”

"Oh, okay? So, what's the plan?”

Apollo took his cell phone and called Butler Geor.

"Butler Geor, Send some people to watch Melody Smith; I will send her address and make them report all the details and happenings about her every day."

"Copy that, Mr. Luxerio.”

Next, he called Esme.

"Esme, call Mr. Smith's secretary and make an appointment tomorrow.”

"Noted, Mr. Luxerio.”

He glanced at Epifanio, who seemed amazed at what he was doing.

"Dude, you know I don't know what you're planning, but I need to leave. I need to fix something. Just call me when you need more help. You know I'm ready to help as long as—”

"Just for the money." Apollo continued what he was saying. "Alright, go now, Epi, before I run out of money from you."

Epifanio came out laughing while he was just shaking his head. He looked at the photos again, and his attention was drawn to his two children playing in the garden. He took it and looked at it carefully.

"What are they? Why do I feel different? They are twins. They look like they are four years old or something. They look like... looks like me."