Dear Boss: Wounds of The Past

CHAPTER 5

Pag-uwi ni Brian sa penthouse, pagod man mula sa trabaho, his mood instantly lifted when he saw Patricia. She was standing in front of the mirror, fixing her hair and applying the final touches of makeup. She was dressed in a sleek, black dress that hugged her curves perfectly. His heart skipped a beat, but then it sank as he noticed the outfit.

“Where are you going?” tanong ni Brian, his voice calm but with a hint of suspicion. He leaned against the doorframe, crossing his arms as he watched her.

Patricia glanced at him through the mirror, smiling softly. “There’s a party tonight at Therese’s club. The girls and I are going out.”

Brian’s eyes narrowed slightly. “A party? Sa club?” He walked closer, his gaze locked onto hers. “And you’re planning to go… like that?” His voice was low, almost dangerous, as he took in her appearance.

Patricia turned to face him, raising an eyebrow. “Yes, why? What’s wrong with my outfit?”

Brian’s jaw tightened. “What’s wrong? Patricia, you’re too beautiful to be going out dressed like that without me. Do you have any idea how many eyes will be on you?”

Patricia sighed, knowing where this was going. “Brian, it’s just a night out with the girls. We do this all the time.”

“Not anymore,” Brian replied firmly, his possessiveness clear in his tone. “If you’re going out, then I’m going with you. No way am I letting you go out there looking like that, surrounded by guys who’ll be thinking all sorts of things.”

“Brian…” Patricia started, but she could see the determination in his eyes. She knew there was no point in arguing when he was like this. “Okay, fine. You can come with me.”

Brian’s expression softened slightly, but his grip on her waist was still firm as he pulled her closer. “Good,” he said, his voice dropping to a whisper. “Because I can’t stand the thought of anyone else having you, Patricia. You’re mine.”

Patricia looked up at him, feeling a mix of frustration and affection. “I’m yours, Brian. But you have to trust me, too.”

Brian sighed, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “I do trust you. It’s everyone else I don’t trust.”

Patricia rolled her eyes playfully, but she smiled and kissed him back. “Let me finish getting ready, okay? We don’t want to be late.”

Brian nodded, finally letting her go. “Fine. But I’m not taking my eyes off you tonight.”

After Patricia finished getting ready, Brian quickly changed into something more suitable for a night out. He wore a crisp shirt, tailored pants, and a jacket, looking every bit the sophisticated CEO he was. As they walked out the door, he placed a protective arm around Patricia’s waist, guiding her towards the car.

They climbed into the sleek, black car parked outside. Brian took the driver’s seat, glancing over at Patricia as she settled in. “Buckle up,” he said, his tone softening as he reached over to help her with the seatbelt.

Once they were both secured, Brian started the engine, the car humming to life. He pulled out of the driveway, driving through the city streets as they headed towards Therese’s club. The lights of the city reflected in the car windows, but Brian’s focus was solely on Patricia, his hand resting possessively on her thigh as he drove.

Patricia looked out the window, a small smile playing on her lips. She knew tonight would be interesting—with Brian by her side, it always was. But she couldn’t help but feel a little warmth in her chest, knowing how much he cared, even if it did sometimes border on possessive.

As they approached the club, Brian squeezed her thigh gently, leaning over to whisper in her ear, “Remember, Patricia, you’re mine tonight. No one else.”

Patricia nodded, a shiver running down her spine at the intensity in his voice. “I know, Brian. And I wouldn’t want it any other way.”

With that, they parked the car and stepped out, ready to face the night together.

Pagpasok nina Brian at Patricia sa club, agad silang napansin ng grupo ni Patricia. The club was luxurious, the kind of place where the elite gathered—celebrities, big-time entrepreneurs, and people who lived for the spotlight. The pulsating lights and the heavy beat of the music created an atmosphere of excitement and energy.

“There she is!” Trixie called out, waving Patricia over as soon as she saw them. Kasama niya ang boyfriend niyang si Lucas, na isang kilalang aktor. Naroon din si Mirajane kasama ang boyfriend niyang si Carlo, isang top businessman sa city. They were all dressed to impress, fitting right into the glamorous crowd.

“Patricia! Brian!” bati ni Therese, may hawak na champagne glass. “So glad you could make it!”

Patricia smiled brightly, giving each of her friends a hug. “Of course! Wouldn’t miss it for the world.”

Brian nodded politely sa grupo, his hand never leaving Patricia’s waist. Napansin niya agad na maraming mata ang nakatuon kay Patricia, hindi lang mula sa kanilang mga kaibigan kundi pati na rin sa ibang mga tao sa club. His possessiveness flared up again, but he forced himself to stay calm.

Habang tumatagal ang gabi, nagsisimula nang mag-relax ang grupo. They ordered drinks, sharing stories and laughing together. The club was alive with music and chatter, at di nagtagal, hindi na mapigilan ni Patricia at ng kanyang mga kaibigan ang energy ng lugar.

“Let’s go to the dance floor!” Therese suggested, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

Patricia, na medyo tinatamaan na ng alak at ng upbeat na music, grinned. “Yes! Let’s dance!”

Sumang-ayon ang grupo, at nagtungo sila sa dance floor, iniwan si Brian sa kanilang VIP table. Brian watched as Patricia walked away, her hips swaying to the rhythm of the music. Nanatili siya sa kanyang upuan, hawak ang baso ng alak, ngunit hindi inaalis ang mga mata kay Patricia.

Nasa kanilang elemento sina Patricia at ang kanyang mga kaibigan, sumasayaw at nagtatawanan, ang musika ay tinatalo ang lahat ng ingay. Pero habang sila’y nag-eenjoy, si Brian ay naka-high alert. His gaze was fixed on Patricia, watching her every move.

Habang sumasayaw si Patricia, her hair flowing freely and her smile wide, she attracted attention. May ilang kalalakihan sa club ang napansin siya at tila nag-iisip na lapitan siya. Brian’s grip on his glass tightened. Mula sa kinauupuan niya, tanaw niya kung gaano kasaya si Patricia, ngunit hindi siya magpapakampante.

May isang lalaki na naglakas-loob na lumapit kay Patricia. Brian’s eyes narrowed as he watched the man inch closer, his steps hesitant but determined. Brian’s possessiveness surged, and he set his glass down, ready to intervene.

Pero bago pa makalapit ang lalaki, lumingon si Patricia, at nagtama ang kanilang mga mata ni Brian across the dance floor. Kahit mula sa malayo, ramdam niya ang protektibong tingin ni Brian. She smiled at him, a silent reassurance that she was okay, before turning back to her friends.

Nakita ng lalaki ang intensity sa mga mata ni Brian, at nagdesisyon siyang umatras. Brian relaxed slightly, pero patuloy pa rin ang kanyang pagbabantay, making sure na walang ibang magtatangkang lumapit kay Patricia.

As the night continued, lalo pang nalasing si Patricia, ang mga galaw niya ay naging mas malaya at walang pakialam. Si Brian ay nanatili sa table, his eyes sharp, watching over her like a hawk. Hindi siya sumasayaw, pero kontento na siyang mag-stay sa likod at bantayan si Patricia, siguraduhing walang lalampas sa linya.

Para kay Brian, ito na lang ang isang paraan para ipakita kung gaano kahalaga sa kanya si Patricia, kung gaano niya ito pinahahalagahan at pinoprotektahan. Alam niyang kaya ni Patricia ang sarili, pero gusto niyang naroon siya para sa kanya, siguraduhing ligtas siya, at ipaalala sa sinumang mag-isip ng iba na si Patricia ay kanya, at kanya lamang.