Chapter 1: Small wound

It was a bright saturday morning. White, fluffy clouds drifted across the sky. It's a brand new day, a brand new start... but sadly, it was not for me.

I did my usual workout every morning. I sweat just right to maintain a beautiful and curvy body.

I looked up at the tall building around the park where I do my jogging. I stared at the tallest and most expensive condominium in the area.

I clenched my teeth.

I will make sure before the end of this week all my hardships will have a good result.

I went home to my condo just right for lunch time. I'm going to buy a dress for tonight. I should make another move. I can't just sit and watch him be happy with his damn life.

I have a pale tan skin tone. My hair is long, straight and dark. My face is symmetrical that it was mold to be perfectly matched with my deep chestnut eyes. I have a thin lips that I hated before, but now it becomes one of my asset.

I don't have foreign features, but I have a perfect physique that I am confident that I can make his head turn.

My gaze was fixed on a red mini dress. It has a long cut on the chest. I pointed the dress to the saleslady and immediately went to the cashier to pay for it. I don't even have to try the dress because even if it's tight or short for me, I'll still wear it tonight.

I still wander around the mall just in case there's a thing that will catch my attention. I saved enough money from my previous job to live for a few years without looking for a job again. Enough for me to buy what I need for my mission.

I stopped walking when I saw my own reflection in the large mirror inside the mall. I didn't look in my eyes and focused my gaze on the body.

With this body and beautiful face I can start a new life.

But no...

I don't want a new life. I don't want to move on. I don't want to forget everything...

What I want right now is to finally hold his neck tightly until he can no longer breathe. I will only be happy when I see him inside his own coffin and buried underground. The anger I feel is enough to desire such thing. It may sound bad to others, but they will not understand my anger and greed to make him down until they experience the pain and bitterness of my past.

I spent the day at the mall and ate my dinner there as well. I just went home to fix and make myself ready for tonight. My cellphone beep because of the arrival of a message. It's the address that I've been waiting for. The address of a famous bar in BGC where my target is.

I parked my car not far from the entrance. Just by looking outside, I know rich people come here. Based on the cars parked outside, my car looks cheap. I entered the bar and immediately drifted to the sofa not far from where I was.

I smirked as I watched him forcefully remove the woman's hand traveling down his thigh.

You don't like her? Well... she seems to be good in bed but not wild enough.

That's what you like, right? The wild type even at first glance.

I smiled even more when I saw him shoo the woman away. He doesn't seem to be in the mood right now. If I come closer, he will definitely ignore me too.

I drank my last glass of tequila before grabbing my purse. He looks troubled now so I'm sure he has nothing to sleep on tonight.

I looked at the dancefloor. I want to dance but the dress I'm wearing is too short now. I'm sure I'll just bump into someone rude and maybe I'll get into a fight. So no... not now.

I had to keep my persona simple and mysterious in order to carry out my long -term plan.

I walked towards the exit of the high end bar. I looked at my wristwatch and realized it was too early to go home.

I also didn't get drunk on the tequila, so I couldn't fall asleep right away.

I gasped.

I always avoiding going home early and if possible I should be very drunk. I can't take the loneliness I felt when I'm alone. I felt cold and scared.

I looked inside the bar again. Everyone is having fun and more people are coming in.

I can get a driver in case I can't drive home. I turned and started walking again towards where I used to sit but even before I got there a large body of a man hit me. Because I did not expect it, I was not able to move immediately and fell down.

Even knowing that the music was loud, I could hear my clothes being torn from the back.

"Oh shit!" I cursed.

There was silence all around and I could feel the crowd of people around me.

The music stop. There was a long silence all around and I could feel the crowd of people around me. They started mumbling when someone knelt down in front of me.

"I don't need your help," I coldly said trying to stand on my own.

I heard he took a long breath before wrapping my body with his large jacket.

I immediately smelled the owner's expensive perfume. I looked up at him and that's how my world stopped realizing who was in front of me.

Miguel...

I clenched my teeth.

"Sorry, I accidentally push Miguel. I didn't know there was someone behind him," a woman said in a soft voice.

A sexy, white and brown haired lady knelt down beside Miguel to help me but I just looked at her sharply, so she stop giving me assistance.

Tsss.

He ignored the woman before because he really preferred woman with foreign features.

My blood boiled immediately when I realized that this man was flirting with this... what shall I call her?

A women lack of attention?

Hmm... she did a desperate move to this man.

So, she's desperate!

How could she not have thought that there was no one behind Miguel when the whole bar was full.

Anger welled up in my chest and before I could think I immediately removed his jacket from my body and forced myself to stand.

Chasing my breath I looked at him with sharp eyes before walking away. I don't care if my dress is torn. I was already driven by my anger, I had to leave this place. I had to calm myself before facing him again.

My plan can't be ruined and I don't need his fucking help!

I don't need his help.

I don't need... I stopped walking when I feel him put his jacket on me again.

This is your chance, Shintarra. Suppress your anger first.

"I'll send you home. It's my fault why you fell and got hurt," he said in a cold voice.

I took a deep breath before turning to him.

"I can handle myself," I said emphatically to him.

"Let's get your wound treated first," He said, ignoring what I said.

"I said I could do it myself!" I yelled.

The whispering around got louder as I raised my voice. The music hasn't been restored yet so I know the attention was all on us.

He grabbed my elbow and guided me out of the bar. Someone immediately approached us... four large men who I think were his bodyguards.

"Do you have a car?" He mumbled.

He just ignore the anger and irritation I was showing. He was calm and not so interested with what I am saying.

My eyebrows rose. "And why?"

"Sandro will drive your car and you will come with me," he said like he's ordering me.

I looked at the man on the left and smiled sweetly at him. He looks more trustworthy than the one next to me. I looked at him from head to toe, and returned my eyes to his gentle face.

This is my chance but...

"Thank you, Sir, but I can still drive," I said winking at the man.

I think he was only two or three years older than me. The driver blushed and immediately scratched his neck.

Miguel cleared his throat and darkly looked at his driver. I removed his hand from my elbow before speaking again.

"I only have a small wound in my knee, Mister, I can still drive myself home," I said calmly while still raising an eyebrow.

I adjusted his jacket over my shoulder and walked away from them.

I can still sense his eyes on me until I reached my car.

I didn't turn to his side and immediately pulled the car away from the bar. I just breathed a sigh of relief when I realized I am far enough from the bar.

I immediately dropped my body on the soft sofa when I reached my condo and remembered what had happened.

I messed up my hair when I realized what I had done was wrong. I shouldn't have stumbled! I must not have been stubborn! How else can I get close to him if I have already given the wrong impression?!

And he... he did invite me to come with him! That's my chance!

Damn it!

I kicked the wind and ruffled my hair again.

Damn!