Mon Amour (My Love)

CHAPTER 42

ANGELO ROI

"I just need to talk to some people, Sir. I'll be back once I'm done." said Mark, the man who used to be my secretary many years back, and now the Chief Operating Officer of Parfum Français. Just like Jane, I communicated with him during the years that I stayed in London, but I didn't tell him where I was exactly. That's why my perfume brand still flourished even in my absence, thanks to him.

"Thank you, Mark." I said with a smile. I made sure that no one else could see us and I playfully spanked his butt.

He laughed and looked around. "Baka may makakita sa atin." he whispered.

"Then come home with me later." I said and I winked at him.

He bit his lower lip. "You just wait, naughty boy."

I smiled as he left my office. I remembered when we were in France together and something happened between us. I didn't like him then but now, he's grown and he's gotten better looking. Maybe because he has more money now and he can take care of himself and buy what he needs. He's hotter now and his sex appeal sends my hormones racing like fuck.

"Sir." he said after a few minutes, peeking through the door. I didn't expect him to be back so soon.

I beamed at him. "What is it?"

"Someone's looking for you."

"Let them in, then."

"Okay."

I arranged the file folders on my table as I heard the door opened followed by the sound of footsteps approaching me.

"Good morning. Please have a seat." I said, shifting my eyes from my stuff to whoever it was who came in my office. "What can I do..."

I wasn't expecting it. It was none other than my younger brother.

Ricco was standing motionless in front of me. His eyes were sad but calm, his soft hair neatly combed to one side.

"...for you?" I finished. "What brought you here, Mr. Ibarra?"

"King."

"Did you set an appointment, Mr. Ibarra?" I tried to be as stern as I could.

"King, ano ka ba?"

"It's SOP that you set an appointment first before you come. You should know that. That's how it is even in IGC, right, Mr. Ibarra? And may I suggest that you address me properly? You may be the CEO of IGC, but just so you know, I am also CEO here and you are here in my building."

"FOR GOD'S SAKE, KING!" he shouted, which surprised me. "Will you please stop this? Tao akong nagpunta dito. Sana naman tao rin kitang makausap. Once and for all, King, let me talk to you."

"Wait. W-what's this?" I asked as I frowned. "You came here without a word, and you're expecting me to accomodate you at your convenience? I'm sorry but that's not how it works. And why did you bother to come here? Didn't I make it clear yet? It is not in my best interest to join Ibarra Group of Companies. What part of that is so hard to understand?"

"I DON'T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT THAT, KING!" he shouted again. "That is not why I came here. I just wanted to ask you something."

I looked at him and raised my eyebrow. He's really good in using the language now. Ricco has grown. And I honestly don't know what to feel.

"And what is it?"

"Alam mo ba kung nasaan si Papa Rodel?"

I was startled. However, I tried not to show it. "You serious? Why are you asking me that? Last time I checked, I haven't set foot in your house or anywhere near that for 6 years and now you're asking me that? You gotta be kidding me."