Prologue
SMOKY, NOISY, and various scenes experienced at work. It was better than what I had experienced before, so I had to put up with it. But that anxiety and fear remained until one day he suddenly appeared in front of me.
I want to run away from everything that reminds me of the past...
"Emma, it's table two," Mary called. She is also a waitress at the bar where I work. I nodded to her, went to the bar counter and took my order from the table she said.
"Hello Jack, ! Tequila and her three ladies are drinking," I said as I read Mary's order.
"I'm here," she said with a smile, and started making wine.
"You're really good at it. You've been here for a long time, but you can't even learn how to do it," he praised with a smile. "Of course, get used to it. When you love me again, I might tell you everything," he hinted.
"Jack, here we come again. You know us_"
I hadn't finished speaking when he interrupted me.
"Yes... I know you didn't. You don't want to hurt me and you don't pay attention to me, so it's time to like me first." "But I can wait, and I can hold out until you have time," he said, placing the three women's drinks he had prepared on a tray along with a bottle of tequila. .
"Jack , I don't want to hurt you anymore and it's good that we can just be friends. Find someone to give you time. I know I'm not," I said to him as he received the tray.
I moved away from the bar counter and approached table 2. But when I turned to the entrance of the bar, I immediately stopped and was horrified when I saw his familiar face with a serious and intimidating look. He was able to walk and was accompanied by bodyguards. People gave in as I was afraid of his aura.
I hastily searched for a place to hide - he would not see the young man.
Holding the tray, I took a deep breath and leaned against the wall.
why is he here I can't meet him and I don't know what he will do for me if he does.
Is the Philippines really cool and can it really bring us closer together? I wish it was better, but I know it won't work out in his hands.
I took one look at where he was going, but my eyes were almost wide open as he was still making his way to the back of my lair.
death! How do I get out of here? "Hello, darling," he heard a woman's voice and sat down next to her. I looked away and leaned against the wall when I saw them kissing.
I don't know why my chest hurts and my hands are shaking.
"I miss you, especially when I'm in bed with you," said a woman's voice.
I haven't heard back from him about the girl yet. Maybe he just smiled about it. It seems that he has something else. Maybe he's not interested in me anymore so he can meet.
"Hey, young lady." When I looked up, someone appeared in front of me. I saw a man smiling at me. He was smart and seemed competitive. "It's on table two, right?" he said, and I nodded.
His accent is Filipino-American.
"Let's go! Bring it to our table," he said, and I was shocked when he wrapped his arms around me and led me.
I was out of breath because I wasn't ready to leave the wall. So I bowed my head, ignoring his attitude at the table.
"Hey! You're nervous are you OK? ’ was asked by a man I didn’t know, but I just nodded.
I looked down at his table once and saw that he was looking at me and that look in his eyes was so frightening that I nearly lost his breath again.
He put down the wine he was carrying, let go of the woman who was holding his arm, and stood up. I quickly handed the tray to the man and, without waiting for his word, rushed off.
I don't know where to run, but it's safer to go straight outside. I immediately took off my black high heels and started running, but a strong hand grabbed my waist and stopped me.
``I can only find you here, Emma. One of his arms wrapped around my waist.
"Jam, please..." let go! ’ and tried to run away from him. But he didn't listen to me and promised me right away.
A black Lamborghini stopped next to us. someone gave it to him
His bodyguard gave him a handkerchief and I already know what it is. I struggled a little more, but he quickly put his marlin handkerchief to my mouth, as he had done to me before. Every time I ran away, he would put me to sleep on his sleeping pad.
When he took me to the car, my vision was hazy and looked like a wilting vegetable.
"Finally... you're with me again, My Emma," he whispered as he embraced my arm. Despite this situation, I still felt like there was no escape.
I even saw her smile before I passed out.
