BOUND TO YOU

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Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any similarity to the actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Credits to the owners of the photos I used. Characters mentioned in this story do not have anything to do with their personalities in real life. There might be grammatical and typo error, I don't proof read. (sometimes, lol)

Comments and votes are appreciated. Happy reading! :)

TW: Might contain sexual/sensitive contents

--Written by Vanilla--

**START**

Kenneth was confidently walking inside his building to his office. Chin up, dashing in his suit, with one hand on his pocket and the other one carrying his suitcase. He is well aware that he has this charisma that can make everyone look at him wherever he walks, and right now, lahat ng mga taong nadadaanan niya ay napapatingin sa kanya. But this time, its with a different reason.

He was wearing sunglasses covering his eyes, with a bandage on his nose and another one near his lower lip. There's also a greenish-blue bruise on his left chin.

And people were looking at him because of that.

"Napaaway ba si sir Kenneth?" bulong ng receptionist sa kasama nito.

"Ewan ko, first time kong nakitang ganyan yan," the other one whispered back.

Kenneth was just confidently walking; he can hear his employees were gossiping about him, but he doesn't mind. He's now waiting for the elevator door to open when he saw Josiah.

"Oyyyy! Bro! You look so good with those sunglasses!" pang-aasar ito.

"Shut up, Siah. Hindi pa ako makasalita masyado, masakit pa panga ko." nakangiting sabi niya,

Josiah laughed more, "Wala paring kupas ang kamao ni Nase ah! Bro, two weeks pa yan bago gumaling!"

They have reached the 3rd floor, and the elevator door opens. "Dito na floor mo, work your ass out, bro." Kenneth said. Nasa third floor ang studio for models, and Josiah is scheduled to assess their models today in preparation for Milan Fashion Week.

"Sit back and relax, bro. I've got everything under control." Josiah smiled at him. "Remove those band-aids, nakakawala yan ng angas!" pang-aasar nito bago tuluyang lumabas ng elevator.

5th floor, and the elevator door opened again. This is the floor where the designs department and marketing department are located. There's no one waiting outside, kaya naman pinindot na ni Kenneth ang button to close the door when he saw Jastine on the corner of his eyes. Ayaw niyang makita siya nito na ganun ang hitsura.

He reached the 7th floor, where his office is. Angie was busy jotting down something, but she lifted her head to greet him when she felt his presence.

"Hi, sir Kenneth! Goo---" she stopped upon seeing his boss's bruised face.

"Angie, cancel all my meetings today. And I don't want any visitors. Kahit sino pa," he said coldly. "You won't let anyone come into my office. Am I clear?" he asked.

"Copy sir," Angie bowed her head. "Noted po."

Ken sat down on his swivel chair and looked at himself in the mirror on his desk. It was Jastine who put the mirror, para  daw nakikita niya kung ano hitsura niya pag lagi siyang nakasimangot. 

He removed his sunglasses and examined his face. Meron siyang blackeye, bruised chin, pumutok ang lower lip niya, he has a wound in his nose. 'Grabe si Pao, langya. But I deserve this. I'm sorry again, Pao' he told himself while touching his damaged face.