Chapter 2: Same old bastard

I was lying on the sofa and thinking about what had happened. I haven't change my dress or even bothered to treat the small wound in my knee.

I can't quite imagine that I was led by my anger. How long have I waited for the opportunity to interact with him and now that I am so close... arrrghh!

I kicked in the air again to release the annoyance I felt for myself. I planned this for years ... I thought I could hide my true feelings when I faced him but I didn't.

My plan can't be ruined...

I need to suppress the anger I feel because he will definitely wonder where my anger is coming from. It's possible that he will do a background check on me, but that's not what I should think right now because I know that even if he digs into my past he won't get anything.

Totally nothing...

Before I started this plan I made sure everything was clean.

I am now Shintarra Martinez. The woman who will make Miguel Castroverde crazy. The woman who will bring Miguel down. The woman who will dig his grave.

There is no room for error, Shintarra so control your anger... damn it!

I reached my phone and called Adelaine’s number.

"Adi... I messed up!" I yelled.

"Don't shout, Shin!" She yelled too.

I took a deep breath and calmed myself.

"What happened? Was he there?" Adelaine asked with curiosity.

"Yes, your information is correct." I lay down again on the sofa and covered my eyes with my arm.

"So? What happened? and why are you acting strange?"

I caught my breath again. "We met by accident. We talked and he invited me to come with him."

"You're with him? Why did you call? Did he force you into something?" She asked without hesitation.

I hugged the throw pillow from the sofa and make myself comfortable.

"No. I left him in the bar."

Adelaine chuckled."Let me guess... your bitch side shows up?"

"I can't help it! My blood boils when I saw him kneeling in front of me!"

Adelaine laughed hilariously.

"Oh dear, if the next time he kneels in front of you I'm sure you will moan and curse him at the same time!"

I felt my face was red as tomatoes because of what she said. I couldn't speak right away because that's how I would tie Miguel around his neck.

I will seduce him... through sex.

"Don't think too much. I’m sure you he will think about you because of your refusal. Maybe tomorrow or the day after, he'll show up for you. " Adelaine was still laughing while saying that so I don’t know if she was serious or not.

I suddenly sat up when I heard a loud knock on my door. I frowned and looked at my glow-in-the dark wall clock.

It's past midnight...

Who the hell is knocking on my door? I quickly picked up the knife in my kitchen and immediately headed for the door.

"Adi, I'll call you again. Thank you for tonight."

"No problem. By the way, you should watch porn often, so you know what to do in case you meet again." She laughed again like she was going crazy.

I heard the loud knock on my door again so I immediately cancel Adelaine call.

My door has three types of locks, so even if an outsider kicks in, my door will not be opened immediately. I gripped the knife tightly and pressed my ear against the door. I heard someone talking, but it wasn't clear. I was sure someone was outside because of the footsteps and unclear voices I could hear.

I open the door enough to see the person outside.

My jaw almost dropped when I saw Miguel in front of my unit. Fortunately, I recovered quickly.

"Who are you? What do you need?"

I raised my eyebrow because I could no longer control my anger again!.

"I'm sorry, Mister, but you seem to knock on the wrong door," I calmly said, suppressing my anger.

His brow furrowed as he looked from head to toe. I did the same to him and stared at the small plastic he was holding.

"Can I come in?" He spoke in a low voice.

"No. I don't know you, so there's no reason why I should let you come in," I spat.

He licked his lower lip before speaking.

"I..." He sighed before continuing. "I'm to blame why you got injured at the bar. I brought medicine for your wound."

He lifted the little white plastic into the air as if I had never seen it. The plastic bag looks so small in his big hands.

"I also need to talk to you."

I was silent for a moment before opening the door wide. I hid the knife I was holding from the vase on top of the shoe rack and walked ahead to the living room of my unit.

"Can you wait? I'll take a shower and get dressed first." I looked at him, busy scanning my little condo.

He nodded and walked over to my sofa and sat down. We looked at each other for a long time before I decided to go inside my room. I took a deep breath as I closed the door and hurriedly searched for something to wear in my closet.

Miguel is here in my condo!

How did he... did he follow me?!

Why?

I looked at my knee. My wound is only a small scratch. I could hardly feel the pain. It's nothing compared to the things I went through.

I raised my eyebrows and suddenly anger welled up in my chest. Adi is right. He will come to me because I reject his proposal!

I didn't have to do anything to get him close to me.

He delivered himself to me.

I smiled. Soon... I can also carry out all my plans with you, Miguel Castroverde. I will make sure that all the preparations I have made will not go to waste.

I'm gonna make you feel the pain and suffering you have given me.

I came out of the room wearing a royal blue cotton short nighty. Our eyes met immediately. He was standing in front of the picture frames that were the only design in the living room. There was not much in there but the tour I did abroad.

"I can treat myself. You shouldn't have bothered," I coldly said.

I sat down on the sofa and immediately looked at the plastic bag. As I expected, even if it was a simple cotton, betadine and band aid inside, I'm pretty sure it was all expensive.

"You seem to like to travel a lot," he babbled.

He walked towards the sofa and looked at me with puzzled eyes.

"Let me," he said in a hoarse voice.

I was surprised when he knelt in front of me again to see the wound better. My face heated when I remembered Adelaine's words.

"I-It's just a small scratch. I can handle it," I murmured.

But he was so deaf that he didn't even hear what I said and had already begun to clean my wound.

I watched him carefully. He swallowed several times while focusing on what he was doing. I bowed to him so I could see his face clearly.

I never saw him this close.

I only saw his face in the pictures.

He bent more to my wound, so I couldn't see much of his face.

I was startled when he suddenly met my gaze. The pair of smoky gray eyes told me that he's not a pure Filipino. Thick and almost a line brows, perfectly pointed noise and thin soft lips.

I stared at his left eye. That's what I was looking for. It wasn't obvious from afar because it was the same color as his skin. I could no longer restrain myself. I reached for her face and gently caressed the scar that was one of those reminding me of the past.

Her eyes widened and she immediately averted her face.

I cleared my throat. I immediately felt ashamed of what had been done.

I averted my gaze as he continued to clean my wound.

"T-That's enough. You don't have to do that. It's enough to apologize for what you've done."

I raised an eyebrow and waited for him to say sorry, but it didn't come. He reached for the band-aid from the bag and still no words came out of his mouth.

I watched him as he put and adjusted the band-aid on my wound before slowly standing up.

"I'm leaving." He handed me a small piece of paper.

I looked at that. It's his calling card and a... cheque?

What the hell?!

"If you need anything else you can--"

''That's it? You won't even apologize?"I interrupted him.

His face became even more serious as he looked at me as if I had said something wrong.

"You're not going to apologize?" I repeated.

He sighed and rubbed the middle of his

nose. He stood up and put the used cottons in the plastic bag.

"Pamela apologized to you earlier. She's to blame for why I bumped into you. My fault was I didn't immediately grab you. Take the money and my calling card. Call me if it wasn't enough."

My right eyebrow rose. He really doesn't apologize huh. What a pride.

"Then why are you here? For what? For that damn filthy money of yours?" I spat.

Calm damn, Shintarra. The plan... it needs to be executed.

"It's not my entirely fault. I came here to help you with your wound and-"

"Leave," I said with finality.

He needs to leave before I finally lose my mind again.

This bastard is one hell of a businessman. He thinks his damn money is all the answer to every mess he did.

Like he did before...

Still the same old bastard.

Suddenly all the pain I had felt before poured out on me again. Pain that I try to get out of my system because I just want my anger for him to be my basis for revenge.

I looked at him with tears forming in the side of my eyes. He didn't move. There's amusement, pain, and pride in his face.

"Leave with your calling card and damn money!" I shouted, pointing at the door.

He looked at me with anger etched in his eyes before turning his back on me without saying a word.