LOGINTwo hours later, the plane touched down in Davao.Kathalina felt the familiar pull of exhaustion the moment her feet hit the ground, but she didn’t slow down. She had never allowed tiredness to win, not when work was waiting.Steve and Erica walked beside her as they left the airport and headed straight to the hotel. Erica had already booked the rooms ahead of time, so check-in was smooth and quick. The bellboy took their luggage, promising to bring everything up to their rooms.“I’m starving,” Erica said the moment they were done. “We didn’t even eat before coming to the airport.”Kathalina nodded. “Let’s eat first, then rest. We start early tomorrow.”They chose the hotel restaurant and sat near the window. Outside, the city lights of Davao glowed softly, calm and quiet compared to Manila.Steve stood up. “I’ll go to the restroom first.”“I’ll call my husband,” Erica said, already pulling out her phone as she walked a few steps away.Left alone for a moment, Kathalina stared out the
It was 8 p.m. when Erica and Steve stepped into Kathalina’s office. The quiet click of the door sounded unusually loud on the top floor, where only a few executives remained working.“Boss, it’s time. We need to head to the airport,” Steve said, glancing at his watch.Kathalina looked up from the pile of sketches and fabric batches on her desk. The Davao gala had originally been Erica’s project. Normally, Kathalina wouldn’t have handled it personally, but Erica hadn’t been feeling well. She had insisted on accompanying Kathalina to make sure everything went smoothly.“Oh, come on, Kath,” Erica teased, leaning against the doorframe with her arms crossed. “Did you tell your boyfriend slash ex-husband that you’re leaving the city tonight?”Kathalina groaned, hiding her face in her hands.“Oh, please, Erica, stop teasing me.” She knew how much they loved pushing her buttons.“Right, boss,” Steve added with a grin. “If you didn’t tell him, he’d probably burn the city down just to find you.
The clock on Thirdie’s office wall ticked loudly in the quiet room, though he barely heard it anymore. Paperwork had a way of swallowing time whole. He leaned back in his chair, eyes still tracing the figures printed across the project report in front of him. It was already lunch hour, but he didn’t notice because on the executive floor, hardly anyone stayed. Access was limited. The space was quiet by design. Thirdie didn’t like noise, and very few people were allowed near the CEO’s office to begin with.Only two people are staying there.Him.And Jeff.Everyone else had already gone, yet he was still there, buried in contracts, deadlines, and numbers that never lied.He rubbed his eyes with his thumb and forefinger and let out a slow breath. Another project. Another responsibility on his shoulders. His company had many businesses, including airlines, construction, mining, real estate, restaurants, and international deals. And he handled all of them himself. He didn’t trust anyone els
The sound of paper slamming against glass echoed through the high-rise office like a crack of thunder.Harold Salcedo stood behind his wide glass desk, both hands pressed flat against the surface. The finance reports slid slightly under his palms, the pages rustling faintly. Numbers filled the sheets. Numbers he had expected to see rise quietly under his control.Instead, they mocked him.He stared down at the reports, his jaw tight, his expression dark.It should have worked.It always worked.So why wasn’t he getting a call?“Where is he?” Harold muttered under his breath, eyes narrowing. “He’s supposed to call me by now.”He straightened slowly; shoulders stiff with tension.The man he trusted, the one he had planted inside Stone Company, should have reported already. Should have told him the money was secure. I should have said everything was clean.But there was nothing.Harold’s lips pressed into a thin line.“He should have called,” he snapped suddenly, his voice echoing in the
The car stopped in front of Kathalina’s office building.She unbuckled her seatbelt and turned to them. “I’ll see you later.”Thirdie stepped out first and opened her door. Before she could walk away, he leaned down and pressed a soft kiss on her forehead.“Be careful,” he said. “I’ll pick you up later.”She smiled at him.“I always am… okay.”Then she turned and walked toward the building, her head held high.Thirdie watched until she disappeared inside.Let the storm come, he thought coldly. This time, she won’t face it alone.Thirdie slid back into the car, the door closing with a soft thud, quiet, yet final.The car was wrapped in black leather and dark wood. The faint scent of expensive cologne filled the air. Soft lights glowed along the doors, making the space feel quiet and private. Outside noise vanished, leaving only silence inside the car.The moment he settled into his seat, something in him shifted.The warmth he had shown Kathalina moments ago vanished, wiped clean as i
Kathalina slowly woke up, her eyes blinking against the soft morning light. For a moment, she stayed still.The space beside her was empty.She frowned slightly and turned her head.Thirdie was gone.The memory surfaced again.There were so many mornings before…quiet, empty ones, when she would wake up alone in their room. The other side of the bed was always untouched, cold, perfectly neat. Thirdie would already be gone, his presence marked only by the faint scent left on the sheets and the silence he always left behind.She used to lie there for a moment, staring at the ceiling, listening to the house breathe without him. No footsteps. No voices. Just another morning that felt the same as the last.But this time was different.The bed was warm. The pillow beside her carried his scent. And instead of that familiar emptiness, a quiet thought crossed her mind.He must already be awake.The idea settled gently in her chest, not painful, not hopeful, just… real.She sat up slowly, rubbin







