Lahat ng Kabanata ng Code of Seduction: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

“No one can ever take what belongs to me! Just wait and see, Siena Mori…! I’ll claim back every single thing you have taken from me!” Alfonso shouted in a harsh voice.     “I’ve never taken anything belongs to you, Alfonso Garcia! Mister Adalfo himself left all his inheritances to me. If only you could be a devoted grandson when Mister Adalfo was still with us, this would never happen. Now that he has gone, you suddenly regret and make a big fuss over his inheritance! Shame on you!” Siena exclaimed loudly, unwilling to surrender to the man with Southern Europe look, who stood tall in front of her petite body.     “How dare you call my Grandfather by his first name? Who do you think you are? You’re just the daughter of a nurse! Stop acting too familiar with him!” Fury was clear in his voice.     “Oh, tell me, why can’t I? Mister Adalfo was a very humble man. He had never been arrogan

  The garden behind Adalfo Garcia’s luxurious house stretched wide, almost as a size of a football field. During his lifetime, Adalfo was very fond of gardening.   There were different kind of trees and colorful flowers scattered symmetrically all across the garden. Adalfo hired a skilled gardener to take a special care of his garden. A greenhouse was built in the east side of the garden for plants needing specific care, especially Adalfo’s favorite flowers.     Siena was watering the various plants in the greenhouse, when she came to realize that Damien Lambert had been suddenly standing behind her. When she turned around, the twenty nine year old lawyer was smiling at her.     “It seems to me that you’ve made yourself at home, Siena…,” Damien greeted.     Siena turned her gaze to the charming French descent man. His pleasant smile and his warm cho

  “What are you thinking about?” Damien’s question took Siena back from her drifted mind. They were sitting in a limousine driving them to La Paradise Hotel.     “Oh, nothing, I’m just –"     “Are you nervous?”     Siena bit her bottom lip. “Yes, a little bit nervous….”     Damien stretched his right hand, took Siena’s hands and held them. “Don’t be nervous, you’re a brave girl. Besides, you look so wonderful tonight,” he praised Siena, who was wearing a cherry red midi dress with off-shoulder model.     The dress clung to her body in all the right places, showing her beautiful figure, making Damien unable to turn his gaze away.     Siena found it hard to respond. But something in Damien’s warm touch made her heart skip a beat. He was such a nice person, willing to acco

  Siena zipped her suitcase closed. Everything she needed was already in the suitcase. Now it was time to prepare her sling bag. All she needed were her purse, passport, private stuffs, and the photograph of Adalfo and her mother which she always brought anywhere with her. In two more hours, Adalfo’s private jet would fly her and Damien to Dubai.     Suddenly she heard the sound of footsteps approaching, as if someone was running to her bedroom.     Knock! Knock!     Siena opened the door. “Lucio? What is it?”     The loyal butler was standing in front of her. His face somehow looked pale and sweaty. “Miss Siena…,” he stuttered.     She creased her brows. “What happen, Lucio?”     “Mister Alfonso Garcia is waiting for you in the living room.”   &nbs

  Flashback: Two months ago.     Siena arrived at a tenth floor building locating couple blocks from Cheers Café. Angels Daily office was on the eighth floor of the building. Though it was just a small company, but Siena really enjoyed her job here. She also made a good living. Well, not a luxurious living, but the satisfaction was more valuable than the amount of her salary.     “Siena! Hold the door!” A scream was coming from outside, when Siena was already in the lift.     Siena immediately pushed the ‘open’ button. A girl at her age ran hastily into the lift, with a backpack on her shoulders, a paper cup in her left hand, and a plastic folder in her right hand. It seemed like she was having a difficult time to bring all her goods.     “Thanks, Siena Chan! You’re the best!” the girl greeted, chuckling.