His eyes twinkled as he looked at the camera, "What do you want?" He asked in a thick Visayan accent. Hershey felt his heart drop in his chest, overcome with emotions he couldn't quite put into words. The girl behind the camera giggled, "Danielle says that you and her are going to be together forever, and you're not going to leave her?" Hershey watched, silent, as Marco Fernando Sr. on the monitor stood in the middle of the group, his frame, tall but muscular, similar to Marco Junior's and the hair that made him stand out from the rest of men. Her hair hung over her shoulders. But when his gaze landed on Danielle standing at least twenty feet away from him, his eyes darkened to a rich forest color. Hershey was almost shocked by the passion he saw in them. Marco laughed and approached Danielle. Taking her in his arms, he said, "She's right. I love this woman in my life."Deborah, the camera girl sighed and said, "Danielle you are so lucky girl." Danielle smiled, her complexion dark o
Still Loved Marco Junior felt his heart beat faster when he heard her enter his room, her soft footsteps on the carpet. He removed the covering from his body and sat up straight. Hershey stopped in front of him and stood there. He looked up at her. "What are you doing?" He whispered. Hershey swallowed the anxiety that gathered in her heart and sighed. "I apologize." "What for?" Marco whispered. "For being a worthless mother to our son Jeromy." Hershey whispered. Marco Junior saw tears rolling down her cheeks. He sighed and held her hands. He stood up, wrapping his arms around her shoulders, pulling her close to him. "Hey, it's okay Chocolate. I forgave you for that a long time ago." Hershey swallowed the lump in her throat, "I know, but looking at your parents, I can't help but wonder what the hell was wrong with me." For some unknown reason, this struck Marco Junior as funny. He let out a snicker, "We all had issues in high-school Hershey. Part of being a teenager is having r
Emily Reyes POV (China, Marco Junior Apartment)A dark haired young woman with innocent features slid a key into its lock, confident that the device would turn. It's always backwards. She turned the knob, pushed the door open. He hasn't been home for over two weeks and she wants to know why. Where did he go, who did he go to see. He traveled without me? This she did not like. He is hers. That's how it is. He is hers and she is his. That's how it should be. Any time you give yourself to someone, they become bound to each other in spirit. That's what his father always told her. She always says that the person she gave her virginity to is also his. Teddy Romero, that was Emily first love name, she would never forget. Teddy is a very handsome man. Short brown hair, bright gray eyes and a perfect face, angelic face, but Teddy got bored with her, told her that she was too clingy. He tried to negotiate with her, but she didn't want to. He left her for another woman, who later became his wi
Hershey couldn't believe she was here. She couldn't believe she was in a dark movie theater with a man she considered a friend. A man that she had guilty feelings for... Sighing, she stared at the blank screen, wondering if she really did the right thing. Should she really be here to date a guy she knows has feelings for her, but doesn't? Is she flirting? Are they together with Marco Junior? Yes, they discussed things with each other, but nothing was really made official. They seem to admit the past and some of what happened. They confess their love for each other and sleep together. Does that mean they are together? Hershey gasped. Did anything happen to what is happening now? Marco Junior turned off the light after taking a shower. Placing the keys on his desk, he stared at the clock. It's ten o'clock. How long will she stay in office? He turned off the light and lay down on the bed.That night, less than half an hour later, Marco Junior felt the covers rustling as Hershey slid int
The day Marco Junior left for Shanghai, China, Hershey stood with her arms around his neck, and hugged him tightly. Marc bent down to take back her hug, letting out a wish, hoping to ease the pounding in his heart. He didn't want to leave, but now he had to take care of what in store in China. Closing his eyes, he whispered, "I'll be back." Hershey's voice cracked as she replied, "I know." "I have to get all these things to the apartment, to my job and then register for school. Once all of that is done, I'll be back." Hershey wanted to ask why he couldn't just leave everything behind and stay in Shanghai, but she knew that was irresponsible and he wouldn't do it. Sighing, she held his neck tightly, "I love you, Marco Junior." "I love you too, Chocolate. Keep to yourself, okay?"Hershey swallowed hard and looked at him. Looking into the beautiful passionate eyes, she whispered, "Aren't I always?" He licked his lips, "For me." "Certainly." The shivers that went through her body fe
Hershey POVDiary, I have never been so scared in my life. Who is that woman and what is she doing in his house? He said he didn't have a girlfriend. He said I was the only girl he wanted, why was she there? How did she get in? I'm sure he must have been irritated that he said something to me on the phone. I didn't like the fact that he cut me off suddenly. You'd think he'd want to handle things about it first, but no.He is calling. He called at least twenty times in the last two days. That's literally. I answered the first two calls, but quickly hung up because his voice was enough to make me cry. Isn't that pitiful? How can I love him more than I did in high school? We have been separated for two years, without a single word, but I love him very much. I want to be with him more than I want in my life. More than that scholarship was returned to New York University (NYU) this year. I don't know how I can get through the years there and then come back here every weekend. I didn't real
The wind blows as softly as the seashore ravishing waves delved into the sand dunes. The spirit of placidness belongs to the trees surrounding the bench, where Benjamin Gustilo was waiting for Marco Junior. At the far end of the park, the black Mercedes Benz was silently parked with nothing to see of the car’s exterior. Not to be seen the interior by people who have nothing to do with it. Ben Gustilo still sitting at the bench looking straight to the water fountain that exudes its colors and rhythm for ten minutes. He glanced sideway to the left and saw the handsome man approaching him, “Hello Papa Ben, I am late.” He bear-hugged Papa Ben and kissed his hand. “Waiting for me…long time Papa Ben?”“Naaahh, how are you?” Papa Ben smiled the usual way for his grandson. “How’s your vacation or something you fixed in the Philippines?”“I am fine Papa, and I think, I know exactly what I want in life.”“Great son, even if it’s fine for you, is there any problem or problems I could possibly
Marco Fernando Senior POV(Shanghai)Janet offered espresso coffee and left me sitting at the sofa, call Oliver in his room, and disappear. My mind still reeling for whatever outcome it may take for this visit. Once I decipher other notions to be molded upon, my decisions will surge high and will evade whatever hopes I could muster. Being a Billionaire makes my life quite easy to subdue any difficult situations and could give positive outcome for my endeavor.I saw Oliver and Janet approaching me with an open arms smiling and hoping that they are ever ready for my grilling session. My instinct told me to reciprocate them in a manner as my co-equal, in the field of spying.“Good morning Sir Fernando, I am for your visit. You want some more espresso coffee? Janet will make it for you.”“Ohh thank you Oliver! Janet served me the best espresso before you came. How’s your day for both of you?”“We are fine and great. You want to eat something?”“No, thank you. I just drop by to ask somethi