Blood and Honor (Voiceless Series #1)

Seven

Sultana

"Miss Aragon, kindly please move my lunch meeting. I have to meet someone," my boss said.

I moved the specific schedule to the other day.

After visiting the different departments a while ago, nagkaroon ng pagbabago ang tingin ko sa kanya.

Now he is no longer the random guy at the bar, but a very strict and a good CEO.

Kung nasa ibang department din ako, baka natakot din ako. Paano ba naman kasi, pinagreport niya ang lahat ng department ng status.

I am impressed actually by the fact that he just only reviewed the summary of reports for a few minutes yet the way how he discusses his thoughts about the standing of each department is explicitly well done.

The level of my respect for him as the spearhead of the company went up! No wonder why Mr. Kingsley, his father trusted him with the company even without training him here.

But according to the international branch, doon raw siya nagoobserve noon when he is still abroad and pursuing his love for photography. Paminsan-minsan raw siyang dumadalo sa mga events and meetings which might be the reason why the way he talks screams professional.

No wonder why he became an instant crush here in the company. Kahit pa mga ba mukhang masungit at strikto, still he managed to snatch the hearts of women in here in just a snap of a finger.

Still, he maintained his honor as the CEO of the company in front of his employees. Am I that unlucky? Why was I treated differently?

Pagkatapos kasing ipinabakante ni Sage ang oras niya for lunch, bumalik na siya sa loob ng office niya. Pero ilang segundo lang, bumalik siya na tulak tulak ang swivel chair niya papunta sa tapat ng cubicle ko. Balak ba niyang tumambay dito? Lord, please 'wag.

"Miss Aragon, where will you have your lunch?" he asked.

Without looking into his eyes, I answered him since I am busy with some papers.

"I always bring my lunch with me sir, kaya dito lang po sa cubicle ko." Tugon ko.
"Anong ulam mo?"
"Itlog na maalat na may kamatis at tocino sir," I answered flatly.

"Brown rice, or white rice?"
"White rice."
"May tumbler ka?"
"Yes."
"Water or juice ang laman?"
"Coffee," I corrected him.

He paused for a moment and began to ask again.

"Kung may crush kang lalaki, sino ito at bakit hindi ako?" I raised an eyebrow. Is he serious?

When I looked at him, his face tells that he is waiting for an answer!

"Wala," wala sa mood kong sabi at ipinagpatuloy muli ang ginagawa.

"What do you mean by wala? As in you don't have a crush?" Parang bata niyang tanong.

I just nod without looking at him.

"Okay, so sinong pipiliin mo kapag may nalulunod para iligtas, ako or yung  batang nalulunod?" He asked out of nowhere.

"The kid of course," I replied.

Narinig kong umatras ang swivel chair. Paglingon ko, nahihiwagaan akong nasaksihan ang pagpapapanggap nito na parang nasaktan.

"Why not me?" He asked with a hurt tone. Seriously? Ito ba yung CEO na nagpabilib sa akin kanina sa husay? Babawiin ko na papuri kong binigay sa kanya.

Para manahimik siya at tumigil sa pagdradrama, sumagot nalang ako.