Lahat ng Kabanata ng TCST 1: Secrets Beyond: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

  I looked at my reflection through the mirror one last time, making sure that I will look presentable and professional enough, and perfectly fit for the position I am aiming for.   Yesterday was the cut-off for submitting applicants resume, and tomorrow will be the last day for the interview before Mr. Craige make his decision. I was scheduled for the interview today and because I found out that Mr. Craige was the one who does the interview, I practiced everything to be perfect.   Practicing for my answers in a job interview was not my style, even when I was in my internship as a journalist. I want to answer each question on the spot and honestly, but this one has to be done perfectly.   I need to make sure that I will pass the interview and be chosen to be his secretary. It needs to happen to be able to execute my plans.   The lobby of Craige Inc. was big, it has the usual

  I looked at my luggage where I have put all the things I'll be needing. He sent me a message this morning that if I couldn't bring all of my things today, he could pay for someone to do it.  Well, I only need to bring my books with me, old documents, clothes, and my accessories. The furniture and equipment in this apartment were all part of the rental, I signed a contract for this one.  Two luggage, and three black duffel bags. I puffed an air and one by one, brought them to my car as Mrs. Gallarpe, the landlady watched me. I messaged her last night and told her that I'll be moving. She told me it was all of a sudden and unexpected, I told her that I too, did not expect that my boss would ask me to stay with him.  "It's a part of your job."  His voice and those words played in my mind again. Until now, I can't still get over it. It was obvious that I put meaning in this set-up, and he reminded me that it was for work. A slap

   It has been a week since I started working as Caleb's secretary. So far, my experience with this job was doing good, given that he let me stay in his penthouse which lessen my expenses.   A day after the incident in his living room happened, he called me in his office and gave me a printed copy of his house rules. He said it was to prevent things like the previous night to happen.  Written on the house rules were; I wasn't allowed to pry on his things— personal things; I should ask for permission first if I can touch or look into the albums in his living room; avoid sticking my nose into unnecessary things.  I sighed when I reminisce what was written on the house rules and resumed jotting down on my notepad for his schedules. He's currently on a meeting with the board of directors again, and four more meetings with important investors this afternoon.  For the first week of my job as his secre

  My gentle smile and nod was the only thing he needed. Happiness was written on his face when our eyes met. He then shouted a 'yes' before he gleefully leaned in and I felt his soft lips to mine.  It was as if there were fireworks inside my stomach as our lips touched. His arm circled on my waist as he pulled me closer, and it was my cue to snake my arms on his neck and place my hand on his hair as I pulled him closer to me.  "Hazel," he mumbled as he pulled away from the kiss, but only a half-inch away, "You don't know how much happy I am that you gave me a chance."  Genuine happiness was all I can see in his black orbs, and there was a slight pang of guilt in me for I knew my intentions weren't clear. I have my hidden agenda for this one, I was taking advantage of his feelings for my own benefit.  Mentally, I shook my head to push that thought away and focused on the man whose happiness couldn't be explained by simple words

  I was silent on the passenger seat as Caleb drove through the highway at a speed that was enough for me to remember each landmark and enjoy the scenery as the car goes by. We were on our way to the therapy center he was talking about, the one where his mother was currently in. He hasn't told me yet where exactly it was and I also couldn't figure out where.  The song Passenger Seat was playing on the radio in enough volume which sounded as if a background music of a romance movie. It was a perfect song for the mood that we have right now and I knew he felt it too because he was smiling as he sang with the band.  A smile made its way on my lips when I heard him singing along, it wasn't loud enough for me to hear but I liked it. He looked relaxed and at ease as he drove and sang, he wasn't even aware that I was staring at him.  When the song stopped, that was when he looked at me and a blush crept on his face as he realized that I was stari