All Chapters of HIS SECRET OBSESSION [A.G.S #1] : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

ELOWEN GARCIA'S POV "Reservation for Elowen Hernandez.." kalmadong bungad ko sa staff na nagbukas ng pintuan para sa aming dalawa ni Alexander. Ngumiti ito at iminuwesto ang palad niya, animo'y itinuturo nito ang lamesa kung saan kami dapat pumwesto. "Bilisan mo na..." asik ko kay Alexander nang mapansin ko na patingin-tingin ito sa kung saan. Sinamaan niya ako ng tingin, ngunit kalaunan ay nagpatianod lamang at hinayaan akong hilahin siya. "Here's your table, Ma'am and Sir. Please enjoy." Wika ng staff, tumango ako sa kanya at agad na umupo sa silya. Umikot naman si Alexander sa may silyang nasa tapat ko. Inalis niya ang pagkakabutones ng suot niyang coat at sobrang eleganteng tingnan ng paraan niya kung paano niya hinila ang upuan bago siya naupo. "Tsk... parang uupo lang ang arte pa," komento ko. Maya-maya pa ay natanaw ko ang isang water na kasalukuyang naglalakad papalapit sa amin. "Good day, Ma'am and Sir..." bati nito, nakangiti dahilan para ngumiti rin ako pabali

ALEXANDER'S POV "Pag-pasensyahan niya na iyong anak ko. Lalong naging mainitin ang ulo mula no'ng iniwan siya ni Elowen..." agad ni Mrs Aldeguire tungkol sa anak. I couldn’t help but let a small smirk tug at the corner of my lips. Inside, I was laughing quietly. because I knew exactly what I had done. Every word, every gesture I had directed at Elowen earlier was on purpose. I had said them on purpose. I had played the part.. the teasing, the acting sweet, the little gestures, because I wanted to see her reaction. I wanted to provoke a spark, just a flicker, in her eyes. And judging by the way she had looked at me when Jacob walked out, it had worked. I stole a glance at her from the corner of my eyes, careful not to make it obvious. She was sitting there, graceful as ever, trying to mask her feelings. But I saw it. That subtle hesitation, that flicker of something unreadable in her gaze. I had expected it... and yet, it didn’t make the sight any less satisfying. She was still

ELOWEN GARCIA'S POV (Continuation....) Alexander is not just an ordinary guy. He's dangerous in a way that you couldn't imagine he is. Sa pag-iwas ko ng tingin sa kanya ay naging tahimik ang buong sala. Wala aking ibang naririnig maliban na lamang sa mababa at magaspang niyang paghinga na para bang hinihingal siya kahit hindi naman. Tumagal ang katahimikang iyon ng ilang minuto hanggang sa hindi ko na iyon matagalan kaya nagtanong na ako sa kanya. "Did he say something? have you found out whose behind about all of this? about what he did and what happened to me years ago?" sunod-sunod kong tanong sa kanya. Walang duda na anak nga talaga ako ng Daddy ko. Maya-maya pa ay ibinaba ni Alexander ang hawak niyang bimpo sabay bumaling sa akin at kalmado akong tiningnan. At ang kaninang mapaglaro at nanunuksong ngisi sa kanyang labi ay nabura. At ngayon ay muli itong napalitan ng panibagong ekspresyon. Galit... matinding galit. Kilalang-kilala ko ang mga mata niyang 'to..

ELOWEN GARCIA'S POV Alexander’s voice came through the phone, smooth as always, but curious. “How was the meeting?” I let out a dry laugh, leaning back in my chair and closing my eyes for a second. “It was good… but h*lla annoying.” “Annoying?” he raised an eyebrow, and I could almost see the smirk on his face. “Yes. Some of the board members had the nerve to ask for additional budgets for the ports.” I ground my teeth lightly. “Expansion, terminals, especially for the Maritime Division and construction sites. And these are the same people I know are corrupt. Sobra-sobra na nga ang budget na inilabas ko for just six months, and yet they still had the audacity to demand more.” There was a pause. Then his voice, calm but edged with interest. “So… what did you do?” I straightened in my chair, my tone cold but precise. “I fired them. Both of them. And I filed a case.. no one will touch a single cent of the company they tried to exploit. I made sure no other firm will step in, eve

JACOB ALDEGUIRE’S POV She slid the folders across the table toward me with a precision that made it almost hypnotic. Payrolls, budgets, proposed projects.. all neatly arranged, all labeled. The new port and terminal expansion for the shipping lines stared up at me in black and white, every line and figure demanding attention. “Here,” she said, her voice firm, calm, but carrying that unmistakable edge. “Everything you need. Now tell me… can you complete this project in eight months?” I picked up the first folder and flipped it open, scanning the numbers, the manpower distribution, the timelines. My eyebrows shot up. “Eight months? That’s… impossible," angal ko sa kanya. She raised an eyebrow, not looking fazed in the slightest. “Impossible?” she repeated, leaning forward slightly, her hands resting on the table. “Jacob, you’ve only started this project a year ago. You know what it entails. You know what the team is capable of. And now you’re telling me it’s impossible to