"Do mafia bosses have short fuses? He said he'd give me a week to consider, but now he wants to meet again? This man is driving me crazy!"
Manuela was a whirlwind of anxiety in her office, pacing back and forth, her eyes constantly drawn to the clock. Her meeting with Uno was rapidly approaching. She took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart. "It's okay, Manuela. You still have a week to decide. He can't go back on his word; he should be a man of his word," she reassured herself, though the nervousness remained. The prospect of facing a mafia boss again was undeniably daunting. "Manuela?" Suzie peeked into the office, then entered, carrying a glass of water. "I brought you some water. You seemed really restless at JJ Lumbers," Suzie said, setting the glass down. "Thank you, Suzie." "Is your restlessness because of the luncheon with Mr. Urquio?" Suzie asked gently. Manuela sighed. "Honestly, Suzie, I'm terrified, but I have no choice but to meet him. I just hope he doesn't pressure me or threaten me with my father's debt to rush my decision." Suzie saw the worry etched on Manuela's face and approached her. "Manuela, you know I'm more than just your secretary; I'm your friend. Is it okay if I share my thoughts about Mr. Urquio?" "Of course, Suzie. What's on your mind?" "I know you were shocked by his proposal. I don't know much about your conversation, except that you have to be his wife for a year. My thought is, even if you spend the whole week deliberating, you'll only have one answer: yes. So, why delay the inevitable? Why not just accept his offer?" Suzie said, avoiding eye contact. "I know that, Suzie. I know I have to accept his offer to pay my father's debt. This week is my last week of freedom, my last week of being single," Manuela replied, a bitter smile touching her lips. She was surprised when Suzie took her hands. "B-but why don't you and Lucas just leave? It would be safer to go far away. I can book a flight for both of you. Where would you—" "—Suzie, calm down. Why are you suddenly so frantic?" Manuela interrupted, rising from her chair, concerned by Suzie's sudden agitation. "I'm sorry, Manuela, so sorry..." Suzie stammered, tears welling up. Manuela was completely bewildered by her friend's emotional distress and tried to comfort her, noticing Suzie's trembling hands. "You're shaking, Suzie? What happened?" Manuela asked, her concern growing. As soon as Suzie left Manuela's office, she hurried to the restroom. With a trembling hand, she dialed a number that had called her the previous night. FLASHBACK Suzie was playing with her three-year-old nephew when the doorbell rang. She was caring for him while his mother was out shopping. "Jaja, stay here, I'll see who's at the door—" Suzie's words were cut short by the sudden entrance of several men in black suits. "W-wait, who are you?! How did you—" "I hate small houses like this." Suzie's eyes widened as Uno entered, going straight to the living room and sitting on the sofa near her nephew, who was engrossed in his game. Before she could reach her nephew, two men restrained her. "M-Mr. U-Urquio, w-what is the meaning of this?" "Suzie Palcea, Manuela's secretary, correct?" Uno asked calmly, his gaze unwavering. "Y-yes, I—" "—I need a favor. You seem close to her. Can you persuade her to accept my offer and forget about the week she wants to decide? Can you do that for me?" Uno said coldly. "Y-you want me to convince Manuela to marry you? But Mr. Urquio—" "—It's a simple favor, Ms. Palcea. In return, I'll provide the money you need for your nephew's surgery." Uno interrupted. Suzie's eyes widened in shock. "H-how...?" "Your nephew has leukemia, right? My offer will help him live. So, what do you think? Refuse, and consider what might happen to your three-year-old nephew. He's still young, he has so much to do in his life. It would be a shame if that didn't happen because of his aunt," Uno added, approaching Suzie's nephew. "M-Mr. Urquio..." "Don't even think about calling the police. I'm a mafia boss; I have people in the police force. Just do me this favor, and you'll save your nephew. Answer me now, Ms. Palcea," Uno said emotionlessly. Suzie was terrified for her nephew, especially after realizing Uno wasn't just a businessman. The temptation was overwhelming. The money for her nephew's surgery would be life-changing. "I-I'll do it. I'll try my best to convince Manuela. Just don't hurt us, and what you said about—" "—of course. You'll save your nephew's life because of your decision," Uno said coldly before leaving, followed by his men. Suzie rushed to her nephew and embraced him tightly. END OF FLASHBACK "I'm sorry, Manuela, so sorry..." Suzie repeated, her voice choked with sobs. Manuela was completely at a loss, unable to comprehend her friend's distress. Manuela was utterly unaware that agreeing to Uno's proposal would mean marrying a cunning and dangerous man."This is the first time I've seen Juaquin sleeping so peacefully, Lucas. Look, your older brother Juaquin is hugging your older sister so she won't fall. How sweet, isn't it?""They'll wake up, Lolo Rino.""Oh! Let's take a nice picture of them."Manuela frowned at the conversation, but a part of her didn't want to open her eyes. However, the voices prompted her to slowly open them, revealing Uno's handsome face, still asleep."Oh? Lolo Rino, Ate's awake," Lucas announced, noticing Manuela's blinking eyes as she gazed at Uno.Feeling something against her waist, Manuela peeked and saw Uno's arm around her. The grogginess of waking slowly gave way to realization of their closeness; his arm was still around her."Kyaaaaaah!" Manuela shrieked, leaping up. Too close to the edge of the bed, she tumbled to the floor, groaning and clutching her hip."Ate…""O-ow… my hip…""You'll burst my eardrums! Don't you know how to wake up without screaming?" Uno grumbled, roused by her yell."Juaqui
Manuela felt acutely uncomfortable with the sudden turn of events. Don Victorino's impromptu decision to sleep over had led to an emergency room change, forcing her and Uno to share his room for the night.Throughout dinner, Manuela had been fidgeting, noticing Don Victorino's delight as he chatted with Lucas about the sleepover."Do we really have to share a bed?" Manuela asked, glancing at Uno's king-size bed.She stood by the door, unable to move since entering Uno's room. Uno was in the bathroom showering, leaving her restless."Mr. Urquio's room is so… manly. Is black really men's favorite color?" Manuela mused aloud, turning as Uno emerged from the bathroom.Her eyes widened as she quickly faced the door. Uno was wearing only black pajamas, no shirt."Why are you coming out of the bathroom like that? There's a woman here, for your information!" Manuela exclaimed, her face flushed at the sight of Uno's muscular chest."So? As if I'd do anything. Rest assured, I won't touch you. B
"Is that true? The woman in your office… is your wife?!" Helia's surprised exclamation hung in the air. "That can't be true, right, Uno?"Uno simply stared, a poker face his only response to Helia's bold statement upon his arrival in the visitor's area. She had her arm around him, her body pressed close. He pushed her away, causing her to stumble slightly."Don't touch me, Helia," Uno said coldly. "Just because you're my grandfather's compadre's grandchild doesn't give you the right. Stay away, or I swear I'll cut your hands off." Helia recoiled, clutching her arm."Why are you so cold to me?" she whined. "Ever since our grandfathers introduced us, you've been distant. I'm just expressing my feelings!" Uno shoved his hands in his pockets."Our grandfathers introduced us, but that doesn't give you the right to casually touch and talk to me as you please. If you have nothing important to say, leave." He started to leave, but Helia quickly blocked his path."You haven't answered my ques
Manuela slumped onto the sofa after reviewing all the files Uno had Santi deliver. She felt a headache coming on from the sheer volume of information about Uno's company.She looked down at the completed files, impressed by what she'd read. From strategic and logistical planning to financial and administrative departments, everything was well-organized and efficient. Most striking was the billions of pesos flowing into Uno's company."The profit coming into IFC is peanuts," Manuela muttered, glancing at Uno, who was silently engrossed in his laptop. "My company's expenses are higher than its income."Manuela briefly stared at Uno, whose attractiveness was enhanced by his glasses. Even his bad attitude seemed to add to his charm, the kind that women found appealing."If you're done reviewing those files, your next job is sorting the financial statements from previous reports to the present," Uno stated, without even looking at Manuela, who straightened up."What? I already reviewed
"Please wait for Mr. Urquio here; he's on his way," said the female employee as they entered a spacious office and she led Manuela to the guest area, where Manuela sat on a long sofa."Would you like coffee or juice, ma'am?" asked the employee, eliciting a smile from Manuela."Juice, please, thank you."Once the employee left, Manuela was alone in Uno's large office. She looked around, taking in the vast space – much larger than her own office."I'm a CEO too, but my office isn't this big or impressive. This is even bigger than my house!" Manuela commented, rising from the sofa and walking towards a large cabinet displaying the company's plaques and awards, which she couldn't help but admire.Manuela was startled when the door suddenly opened, and a man in a suit entered, his face breaking into a wide smile upon seeing her."When I heard Uno's wife was here, I immediately left my desk to see her. So I guess it's you?" he said, smiling as he approached Manuela.Manuela was taken aback
The next morning, Manuela, Uno, and Lucas ate breakfast together. Manuela kept glancing at Uno, who ate silently. She hadn't slept well after his scolding the previous night.Manuela wanted to apologize again for her actions, knowing she wouldn't find peace until she did."Uhmmm, U-Uno…""Don't talk; I don't want to speak with you," Uno coldly interrupted."B-but I want to apologize for my negligence—" Manuela started, flinching as Uno violently dropped his utensils before giving her a cold stare."I don't want to hear any fucking apologies or excuses, Ms. Ibañez. So shut the fuck up."Manuela hung her head, unable to respond; she was at fault."Brother, why are you yelling at my sister? Shouldn't couples avoid fighting?" Lucas commented, causing Manuela to look at him."Lucas, it's okay—""—your sister is at fault, kiddo, so don't take her side," Uno coldly interrupted, as Santi arrived and whispered something to him."Are they all gathered in one place?""They are, sir," Santi repli