All Chapters of HIS SECRET OBSESSION [A.G.S #1] : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Content Warning: ⚠️ ⚠️ This scene contains non-consensual s*xual situations, physical and emotional abuse, and intense power dynamics. Reader discretion is strongly advised. The content may be disturbing to some audiences. XAVIER’S POV The moment I left Elowen’s house, my hands were already shaking on the steering wheel. Not because I'm guilty for what I did to her.. but because of fury that kept burning my insides. The image of her walking away... quiet, distant, slipping through my fingers like she finally understood something, burned behind my eyes. Unti-unti kong napapansin ang pagbabago niya. Bagay na ayaw na ayaw kong mangyari at ayaw kong makita sa kanya. I drove without thinking, muscle memory taking over, tires screeching as I turned into a familiar street. A place where I didn’t have to explain. A place where I didn’t have to pretend to be patient. To Sarah's house. I need to see her because she's the only person who knows exactly how to calm me. And she's t

ELOWEN GARCIA’S POV The bell above the coffee shop door jingled as I stepped inside. The warmth of the place hit me instantly, a stark contrast to the heaviness I carried from the morning. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee wrapped around me like a comforting hug. “Solaire!” I called softly, spotting her waving from a corner table by the window. Mula noon hanggang ngayon ay maganda pa din siya. Dumagdag pa doon ang dating ng brown niyang buhok na ngayon ay sinisinagan ng araw. Kumaway ako pabalik sa kanya. “Elowen!” she practically leapt out of her chair and pulled me into a tight hug. "Kumusta ka na?!" Gumanti akong ng yakap sa kanya. Mahigpit, at habang nakapikit ang mga mata ko. At dahil sa presensya niya ay naramdaman kong ligtas ako. "Okay lang naman..." naiiyak kong usal, lalo na nang naglayo na ang aming katawan at tinitigan namin ang isa't isa. Then, suddenly... we both laughed at each other. We sat down, menus in hand but mostly ignoring them. Our conversation

⚠️ WARNING: Mature & Disturbing Content This chapter contains scenes of physical viol*nce, emotional manipul*tion, coercion, and toxic relationship dynamics. The behaviors portrayed are not romanticized and may be distressing to some readers. Please read with caution. *~~~~~~~~~~~* ELOWEN GARCIA’S POV I couldn’t stop smiling. Even while walking out of Celestia Prime Tower… even while waiting for a taxi… even while sitting inside it on the way home. My chest felt light. For the first time in a long time… I felt hopeful. I replayed the interview inside my head. Hindi ko naman kasi inasahan na gano'n pala kabait ang HR ng kumpanya. Hindi siya strikto at sobrang gaan ng awra niya habang kausap ako. At nagawa pa nga naming mag-kwentuham dahil itinanong niya ang tungkol sa OJT experience, ko noon at ang business degree na natapos ko sa college. “You don’t have the longest resume,” nakangiting sambit niya habang tinitingnan ang resume ko. “But you answer with honesty. And i like th

ELOWEN GARCIA’S POV Tatlong araw na simula nang magsimula akong magtrabaho sa CPI Holdings & Infrastructure. And somehow… I’m still standing. I was assigned to the Investments Division, isa sa mga core teams ng kumpanya. May hiwalay din na teams para sa Aviation at Global Assets, pero ako ay napunta sa Investments Staff. Back-end support. Financial reports. Portfolio summaries. Data validation at halos at laptop work ang ginagawa ko. At hindi ako nag-reklamo dahil gustong-gusto ko ang trabahong ito. Isa pa mababait din ang mga staff sa investment Division, approachable, pero hindi lahat. Dahil may iilan din na laging kulang sa pansin. Sa madaming salita... mga bida-bida. Pero wala naman akong pakialam sa kanila dahil trabaho ang ipinunta ko rito at hindi sila. Bumuntong-hininga ako, at umayos ng umupo sa aking silya. At bale, nasa 38th floor ang investment Division. Clean-desk and company-issued laptops. Then, there was a small desk phone on my right. Glass walls that se

JACOB ALDEGUIRE’S POV Kinagabihan ay dumiretsyo ako sa mansyon dahil pinatawag ako ni mama at doon magdi-dinner. And as usual, the dinner at my parents’ estate was always… ceremonial. Mahabang lamesa at may tugtog na classical music na hindi ko alam kung saang sulok sa bahay na ito iyon nakalagay. At nakikita ko ang iba't-ibang disenyo ng Crystal glasses na para din sa iba't-ibang klase ng inumin na nasa aking harapan. My father sat at the head of the table, reading something on his tablet even as the first course was served. My mother, as elegant as ever, lifted her wine glass with effortless grace. I remained quiet. “Business seems lively lately,” my mother said calmly, cutting into her steak with precise movements. "Palagi naman iyon, Ma." Sagot ko at hindi man lang nag-abalang mag-angat sa kanya ng tingin. Narinig ko ang mahina niyang tawa, at doon pa lang ay alam ko na kung saan patungo ang usapan. “She’s working at CPI holdings, right?," she continued. And I w