Erica fell in love with her boss! Who was her boss? The famous wealthy business man, Oscar King! He was every woman's dream guy but was unusually cold to public affairs. Reasons, he didn't trust anyone. Having lived her life quite roughly, Erica decided to settle down for a decent job and applied as an office worker in Leo's corp but got hired as the boss driver instead. To anyone else, that may have been a dangerous job but to her, it was a dream come true. Overcoming the dangers lurking and the rising threats didn't look easy but somehow they had to pull through... Together! I mean, someone's got to take out the bad guys, right? And during this time, she found herself yearning for her boss, the man she would never dream of having. What now?
I walked along the main road of the city park while scrolling through my phone. I held it to my face while relentlessly going through the internet.
There were so many hot topics to view lately. I grinned while enjoying the news.
Suddenly, a family of three walked past me. A father, mother and a little girl, chattering away happily.
Happy Family! The words I missed! The words I wished never faded!
I stopped in my tracks and looked back. The wind blew gently so I had to brush my short orange hair aside for a clearer view. My ocean blue eyes peered into the scene with mixed feelings.
The little girl in their midst looked so happy. She giggled with so much warmth and carefree spirit. It reminded me of those days.
Those days when my life was like every other. They were the days when I and my family were very happy. I missed those days.
I was a carefree little girl just like the girl I was seeing. I smiled and turned to leave. If only those days didn't end. But so what? It was already the past. There was no use crying over spilled milk.
My name is Erica Dale. I'm an independent second class working lady... well, at least that's what I think I am.
When I was little, my parents and I had a lot of fun, we were almost the perfect trio. I treasured every moment and wishes that things would never change and that I would never grow up, that was how happy I was.
They erected a swing for me in the garden, at the back of our house. There, we would play together. I'd call my dad superman and my mom, wonder woman, because to me, they were my worlds greatest heros. They were perfect.
I was very happy with my family until it all fell apart. The older I got, the more that I saw that my parents weren't heros. They were just like me, imperfect.
It all started the day I got back from school. I was four but unlike other kids, I didn't take the bus because the school was just a few blocks away.
I opened the front door with a cheerful smile ready to great my parents, but what met me was our family's portrait flying towards me. I quickly ducked due to instinct and avoided it but still got hurt by the shattered glass.
I looked up in fright and saw my parents, fighting. My mom was screaming stuffs that I couldn't understand and my dad responded the same way. I felt a sharp pain in my chest as I watched the harmony of my family fall into ruins for what I didn't understand.
"Erica, go to your room!" Mom instructed
"Why send her away?" Dad said "Why not let her know?"
"Kyle, get a hold of yourself. She's still a child." Mom responded
"Yeah, 'our' child!" I was sure he emphasized on the word 'our' as he stared at mom like he was going to kill her. I couldn't do anything. With my little legs and my bag pack still hanging on my shoulders, I ran up to my room crying.
I shut the door and didn't come out no matter what I heard. There were more things breaking in the kitchen and then the living room. Then, I heard my mom scream at dad.
"I love my daughter but I won't stay with you for one more second. I'm leaving!" She declared but didn't leave. She stayed but hardly showed her face to me. It broke my heart.
Everytime I got home from school, I'd meet them arguing over little and big things. It happened everyday but I couldn't get used to it. For a four year old girl, it was too much to take.
I got to middle school and that was when I realized that dad had started drinking, mom came home once in a while and we were running out of money.
The few times mom came home were always chaotic. I'd wish for those few times to at least be peaceful but my wish never came true.
This made me wonder what went wrong? Why could they never be happy? I started wishing that I had a different family; where everything was fine and felt like mine.
Seeing them fight like that, I swore I'd never be like them but looking back now, I guess I was just a kid back then.
Mom finally packed her stuff and left, but before she left, I asked her with teary eyes.
"Why...why did all this happen?" She looked at me for a moment, her eyes giving off emotions I couldn't understand.
"Falling for the wrong person is painful." She began "You don't get to fall in love everyday and you don't find the perfect one with ease. Let me advise you," she stroked my hair "...loving is hard. It doesn't always work, you just need to try your best not to get hurt." With those words she left.
I couldn't bring myself to stop her or ask her to take me along. Perhaps I still believed she would come back and everything would go back to the way it used to be. Perhaps.
I went to the swing and sat there trying not to cry but I wasn't strong enough. I broke into tears as I thought of my broken family.
Mom was gone, dad became a drunk and I was all alone. My friends were also gone, what could I possibly do?
I was sure to heed mom's advise and because of that, I didn't fall for anyone. I entered highschool and dads drinking worsened. He couldn't even recognize me as his daughter anymore.
Dad often saw me as a punching bag but I wasn't one to take a hot for nothing. Regardless of him being my father, I'd hit him back really hard.
At first, I started by hitting him with the nearest object to knock him out and if there was none, I'd use my fist. I got used to knocking him out, occasionally.
Such incidents happened a lot and I got acustomed to using my fist. That much experience in fighting became useful later on.
I got into college with the trust fund saved in my name and stayed in campus. I didn't want to go home and face my drunk of a father.
I indulged in a lot of activities just to keep my mind off things and really let go.
I didn't trust anyone or rather, couldn't trust anyone no matter how nice or innocent they looked. That only spiked up my suspicions concerning your motive of approaching me.
I wasn't a pushover at college and I definitely didn't let a matter slide.
Sure I wasn't the most popular or the most beautiful but I stood out with my curly orange hair, sharp ocean blue eyes, little round nose and small plump lips. I was the definition of cute but dangerous.
I went on with my single life, always remembering the words my mom told me. I couldn't stand the thought of getting my heart hurt. Sure I could take a few punches in the face but definitely not my heart.
Ariel, being an Illegitimate child was scorned and hated. She craved for love and affection, thus, was easily betrayed and stabbed in the back. But everything changed for the better when she met Raymond. He helped her get her revenge and in return, used her to get his own revenge. Sparks and flickers of light ignite in their relationship when they realize they were th missing pieces that could complete each other and there was no other for them. Find out how hate and betrayal, jealousy and envy destroy and rebuild the lives of Ariel and Raymond.
Ava, after her twin sister, Eve dies, she starts searching for a job in order to cater for her sick father and two younger siblings. But then, she gets kidnapped and gets mistaken as Eve since they were both identical twins. She tries to reason with them that she wasn't Eve but they wouldn't believe her. It would seem Eve had a tough story and she wanted to know exactly how her sister had been doing so far, having taken all the family burden for herself. Then, she meets Nathaniel. A lavish spending young master and CEO of the Leo company. He had been entangled with Eve in the past and after catching Ava, he refuses to believe her since Eve had tricked him too many times while using multiple identities. How would she convince him otherwise?
Marriage was a bed of thorns for Stella. She lived like an overworked and unhappy slave for six years in her matrimonial home. One day, her uncaring husband, Waylon said to her, "Ayla will be back soon. You have to move out tomorrow." "I want a divorce," responded Stella. She left without shedding a tear or trying to change Waylon's stone-cold heart. Days after their divorce, they met again. Stella was in the arms of another man. Waylon's blood boiled at the sight of her looking so happy. "So, you couldn't even wait a while before jumping into another man's arms?" he queried distastefully. "And who are you to question my decision? It's my life, so I call the shots. Stay out of my business!" Stella fired at him before turning to look at her new man with shiny eyes. Waylon immediately lost it.
"I heard you're going to marry Marcelo. Is this perhaps your revenge against me? It's very laughable, Renee. That man can barely function." Her foster family, her cheating ex, everyone thought Renee was going to live in pure hell after getting married to a disabled and cruel man. She didn't know if anything good would ever come out of it after all, she had always thought it would be hard for anyone to love her but this cruel man with dark secrets is never going to grant her a divorce because she makes him forget how to breathe.
In the eyes of the public, Elijah was ever the gentleman, always distant and reserved. But behind closed doors, he was an animal who relentlessly ensnared Ashley in a web of lust. No one knew of their secret relationship, yet at the same time, no one dared to bully her again. Then one day, she was hit with morning sickness right in front of everyone. To everyone’s shock, the aloof and domineering Elijah quickly knelt in front of her and caressed her pregnant belly. “Babe,” he crooned, “let’s go public with our relationship. I will give you my everything.”
“You need a bride, I need a groom. Why don’t we get married?” Both abandoned at the altar, Elyse decided to tie the knot with the disabled stranger from the venue next door. Pitying his state, she vowed to spoil him once they were married. Little did she know that he was actually a powerful tycoon. Jayden thought Elyse only married him for his money, and planned to divorce her when she was no longer of use to him. But after becoming her husband, he was faced with a new dilemma. “She keeps asking for a divorce, but I don’t want that! What should I do?”
She was a world-renowned divine doctor, the CEO of a publicly traded company, the most formidable female mercenary, and a top-tier tech genius. Marissa, a titan with a plethora of secret identities, had hidden her true stature to marry a seemingly impoverished young man. However, on the eve of their wedding, her fiance, who was actually the lost heir to a wealthy dynasty, called off the engagement and subjected her to degradation and mockery. Upon the revelation of her concealed identities, her ex-fiance was left stunned and desperately pleaded for her forgiveness. Standing protectively before Marissa, an incredibly influential and fearsome magnate declared, "This is my wife. Who would dare try to claim her?"
On their wedding night, Rogelio wrapped his fingers around Marian's neck and spat at her, "Congratulations! From now on, you live in hell!" The reason for his wrath was that he believed she was responsible for the death of his elder brother. So, he married her but refused to touch her, determined to make her suffer for the rest of her pitiful life! However, due to an unforeseen accident, Marian was forced to sleep with Rogelio in order to save him, and she ended up getting pregnant. Concealing her pregnancy, Marian lived cautiously under Rogelio's watchful eyes. He hated her and relentlessly humiliated her, yet he would never allow anyone else to lay a finger on her— "Mr. Bailey, your wife got into a fight with someone!" Rogelio secretly took action, eliminating that person completely. "Sir, your wife claimed that all of your family's wealth belongs to her!" Rogelio quietly transferred all the shares to her. Unaware of all this, Marian only wanted to escape, but Rogelio pulled her into his warm embrace, whispering, "Mrs. Bailey, where do you intend to go with our unborn child?"