Mag-log inArrienne Pov
I just stared at the newcomer. I couldn't move. I didn't know what to do.
Oh my God, this isn't real, is it? This is just a dream! I'll wake up soon! "I'm Jace Garcia, the new owner of the company.Who's the supervisor here?Boss," he suddenly said. That voice. I know it well. It seems this is not a dream."Ahhm, I'm the supervisor," Ms. Grumpy said while standing up. "Ms. Carmen Demetrio." She emphasized the "Miss" while extending her hand. I couldn't tell if I should be annoyed or laugh at her. You could hear the flirting in her voice. I just raised an eyebrow when I looked into her eyes. It's like a child told by her mother to have "beautiful eyes." It doesn't suit her face, or her age. She's probably older than our boss! "Hi Ms. Demetrio. As I can see it, you're only four here in the team," the boss said while reaching for the hand of the flirtatious old woman, then looked at us one by one. His gaze paused for a moment on me. I felt some kind of emotion in it. Was it longing? Or anger? Maybe. I don't know, but it's probably not longing. "Just call me Carmen, Sir," said the flirtatious old woman, returning her gaze to the boss. "And yes, we're only four here in the team since we're doing bank reconciliation. It's not too much work unlike in the posting team." The boss nodded and spoke, "Oh, I see. If that's the case, I'll go ahead. I just want to see you people. Nice meeting you all," he said, smiling, and turned away. Our eyes met before he finally left. "Wow! He's really handsome!" Karen squeaked softly after Boss left. "Yeah, Sis! Hey, Arrienne, you've been quiet there. You got smitten by Sir Jace too, didn't you?"Lucy, our other teammate, said. I turned to her. I couldn't speak right away. It took a few moments for what she said to sink in. "Why? Is he handsome? He's just white," I said softly. "Weh? But the lady was stunned! She's just pretending," Karen said, laughing. "He's just white, she said, but the way she stared at him earlier, Sir Jace almost melted." "Hey, be quiet! You guys go work," Ms. Bisor interjected. She sat down at her desk. "But he's handsome, isn't he?" she said, still blushing while looking at the ceiling. The three of us looked at each other, then turned to her. She seemed to realize what she did and sat up straight. "Alright, alright, work now." She waved her right hand as if shooing us away. I just stared at my computer screen after sitting down. I couldn't believe it. Was that really Jace? Jason, or Jace, we were childhood friends. We lived near each other before they migrated to the States. Our parents were close friends, so we were too. Because of that, our parents agreed that we would get married someday. It was just a joke when they talked about it, so I didn't take it seriously. Besides, their family left the Philippines. I was surprised three years ago when they suddenly appeared in our lives. Jace's father had just died. I still remember how he looked then. He was so thin, like he wasn't being fed; his clothes were so plain. He looked like a total nerd. He was probably just buried in his studies, that's why. You wouldn't think he came from the States. Jace was the one who took over their business at that time. But he didn't fully own it yet. It was like he was just an employee of his own company. There was a condition in his father's Last Will for him to get his inheritance. That condition? For us to get married. If not, everything would go to charity. To be honest, I didn't care if he didn't get his inheritance. It would go to a good cause if it did. "Arrienne, please bring these reports to Ma'am Remy." Ms. Bisor interrupted my drifting thoughts. "Ok." Ms. Bisor. If I had had the courage, I would have said that to her face. But I couldn't, so I just thought it in my head. I took the folder of our reports from her. Ma'am Remy's office was just in the next room. When I entered, everyone was quiet. There's really a lot of work in this team. Ma'am Remy had her desk placed there so she could keep a close eye on things. "Excuse me, Ma'am Remy. Here are the reports for the month." I handed the folder to our head with a smile. She just looked up at me for a moment and spoke. "Okay, just leave it there. Thank you," she said, referring to her desk. I was about to turn around when she spoke again. "Ah, Arrienne, just a moment." She bent down and took some files from her drawer. I just stood there and waited while she rummaged through the files. Then she moved some documents to the folder. "Please bring this to Sir Jace." She handed me the folder. "He needs it, but everyone here is busy, and it can't be sent by messenger. It's too confidential. I'll just ask you." She said without stopping. "Sure, Ma'am. I'll take care of it," I said, smiling, but inside my heart was already erupting. "Just be quick, okay? He's been waiting for it since earlier." He's been waiting for it since earlier; why didn't he get it himself? "Okay, I'll be quick." I turned around immediately and went out the door. "Arrienne" I turned back when I heard Ma'am Remy's voice again. "Yes?" I asked while at the door. "You yourself will hand it to him," she instructed me firmly. I leaned back after going out. Oh no, what am I going to do? I really have to hand it to him. I was still thinking of having his secretary deliver it. What if he suddenly brings up what happened before? What then? What am I getting myself into? Aish. Whatever! I hurried to the elevator and pressed the up button. Don't think about anything else. Just hand the folder and leave. That's it.I immediately got into the elevator when the door opened and pressed 5. That's where the boss's office is. May, his secretary, greeted me with a smile when I got to the fifth floor. I went straight to her. "Hi May! Ma'am Remy sent me here to give this to Sir." "Ah, okay. I'll take it inside," she replied. That's a good suggestion! But then I remembered what Ma'am Remy said. "She said I have to hand it to him myself." "Okay, wait." She dialed on the intercom. "Sir, the files from Accounting are here." She nodded as if she could see the person she was talking to on the other line. "Yes, sir." When she put down the phone, she turned to me. "You can go in now." "Okay, thanks." I turned away from her and walked towards the door. Okay, this is it. I'm going in. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. This is it. I knocked politely, then slowly opened the door.ARRIENNE’S POVThe door opened.Slowly.And the man standing behind it made my entire world stop.My father.Adrian.Alive.For years, I had believed he was dead.I had stood beside his coffin.I had watched them lower it into the ground.I had cried until there were no tears left.But now he was standing in front of me.Older.Thinner.His dark hair streaked with gray.A scar ran from his left temple down toward his jaw.But those eyes…Those were the same eyes I remembered from childhood.“Dad…”The word barely escaped my lips.He looked at me.For a moment, neither of us moved.Then his expression broke.“Arrienne.”My heart shattered.I took a step toward him.Jace immediately caught my wrist.“Don't.”I looked at him.His gun was still pointed at my father.“Jace…”“Something isn't right.”My father looked at him.A faint smile touched his lips.“So you're Jace.”Jace's expression hardened.“You know me.”“I've known about you for a very long time.”My father stepped into the roo
JACE’S POVThe lights died.For three seconds, nobody moved.Then instinct took over.I grabbed Arrienne and pulled her behind me.“Stay behind me.”My other hand went for the gun beneath my jacket.Dominic jerked against his cuffs.“Jace—”“Quiet.”I scanned the darkness.Nothing.No footsteps.No movement.Just the faint hum of the security system.Then the speakers crackled again.That voice.Calm.Almost amused.“Still protecting her, Jace?”My blood ran cold.I knew that voice.Not from memory.From somewhere deeper.Somewhere I couldn't reach.“Who the hell are you?”A low chuckle echoed through the room.“You already know me.”“No,” I growled. “I don't.”“Oh, but you do.”Arrienne's fingers tightened around the back of my shirt.I could feel her trembling.And that alone nearly broke whatever control I had left.“Show yourself.”“Patience.”The lights suddenly flashed back on.I immediately raised my gun toward the speakers.Nothing.The interrogation room was exactly as it had
JACE’S POVThe metal door slammed behind me, locking out the world—and locking Dominic in with me.He sat on the steel chair, wrists cuffed to the table, head hanging low. Blood dried in streaks down his cheek. His breathing was uneven, but his stare… his stare was steady when he finally raised his eyes.“You’re going to torture me, aren’t you?” he whispered.“No,” I answered, pulling another chair and sitting across from him.I let that sink in.Dominic swallowed, confused. “Then why am I here?”I leaned forward.“Because I don’t need to torture you to break you.”His jaw tightened.I placed Cal’s dog tag on the table.Dominic froze.His eyes widened—pain, guilt, disbelief all crushing him at once.“You were too late,” I said, voice low. “Cal is dead.”Dominic inhaled sharply, the air catching in his throat like shards of glass.He didn’t blink.He didn’t breathe.He just stared at the dog tag as if it could bring Cal back.“He was there,” Dominic whispered. “He—he tried to—”“He die
ARRIENNE’S POVThe hallway still smelled of gunpowder and blood.Cal’s body lay on the floor, eyes half-open, as if he was still watching over Janna. Jace had already pulled me and the children into his arms, but I couldn’t stop staring at Cal’s face.The guilt drilled itself deeper into my chest.We trusted him.He protected us.He betrayed us.But then he saved our daughter with his last breath.How were we supposed to grieve a man who broke us and saved us in the same heartbeat?Janna sobbed into my chest, clutching my shirt. Her tiny hands trembled.“Mama… Uncle Cal is sleeping?”God.I swallowed hard, forcing steadiness into my voice.“No, son… he’s resting now. He saved you. He was very brave.”She cried harder. I held her tighter.My infant son woke with all the noise, crying softly. Jace picked him up, rocking him gently, trying to shieldour children from the surrounding darkness.But I saw it.The way Jace’s jaw tightened.The way his eyes kept flicking back to Cal’s still b
ARRIENNE’S POVGunfire crackled through the corridors like lightning ripping through sky.I ran toward the sound—toward Jace—because every instinct in my body told me something was horribly wrong.“Stay inside!” I shouted to the medic who was tending to my infant son. I slammed the door shut and twisted the lock. “Don’t open for anyone except me or Jace!”Janna clung to my shirt earlier, but Cal had carried her to another room. Now I couldn't find either of them.I tried calling Cal on the radio, but the line was dead.Static.Dread settled in my gut.The deeper I ran, the quieter the halls felt, as if the very walls were holding their breath.Until—CLICK.I froze.That sound.A gun cocking.I spun toward the left hallway—And saw him.Cal.Holding Janna.His hand over her mouth.A gun pressed against her tiny head.I felt the world screech to a halt.“CAL!” I screamed.His expression didn’t change. Cold. Detached. As if the man who had protected us for years had never existed.“Don’
JACE’S POVNathan Vasquez.Standing less than ten meters away.Gun pointed at my wife.At my children.There were moments in a man’s life when instinct took over—pure, animalistic instinct. I felt it rise in my throat, in my pulse, in every muscle ready to tear him apart.“Move the family,” I said quietly to Cal. “Now.”Cal nodded, shifting his stance, preparing to grab Arrienne and the kids and jump into the armored vehicle behind us.Nathan smirked.“You won’t shoot, Jace.” His tone was maddeningly calm. “Because you know the moment you pull that trigger, my men will unload on your family.”“Your men are dying,” I hissed.“Yes,” he said with a shrug, “expendable ones. I still have the important pieces in place.”Pieces.My mind sharpened instantly.The mole.Someone was feeding him intel—someone close. Someone who knew our routes. Our timing.My jaw clenched as Nathan raised his gun slightly.“Step aside,” he said, “and I’ll let your wife walk out alive.”I aimed straight at his for
Jace's POVShe left again.She left me again.It hurts so much.It feels like I’m slowly being killed.What else am I lacking?I changed myself for her. I loved her so much. I gave her everything—even my soul. Was that still not enough? Why did she still choose that man?I really thought we were ok
Arrienne Pov"Hey, witch, stop pacing!" Jacky shrieked. I couldn't sit still and had been walking back and forth in front of her for a while now. I was having second thoughts about going to the place Jace told me to meet him. What could we possibly talk about? I was so nervous. "It's just, friend,
Arrienne Pov"Wait, he's your boss now? How did that happen?" Jacky asked in amazement. "Didn't I tell you? The previous owner migrated after his wife died and he didn't want to handle the company anymore, so he sold it. The rumor is he doesn't plan to come back." I explained. "Wow! So you're the
Arrienne Pov I peeked before fully entering. Jace's spacious office greeted me. It was painted white with black furniture. It wasn't cramped because it only contained the essentials. JASON THOMAS T. GARCIA - President That's what was written on his desk. There was no doubt, he was our boss. This







