Dirty Little Secret (GxG)

Season 2, Chapter 9

Sandra POV

It had been a week. A whole week, and I was pissed—super pissed, beyond livid. How in the world was I this close to Lia "Dria" Eduardo, and yet, I hadn't even seen her once?

This was not how it was supposed to go. This entire ridiculous plan of opening a new branch office here—just steps away from her—was a stroke of genius. I was supposed to run into her "by accident," catch her in the elevator, exchange some casual yet sizzling conversation that would lead to... well, who knows? I hadn't quite figured that part out yet. But what I did know was this: I was not supposed to be sitting in my new, very expensive office, staring at a blank calendar and wondering if she was secretly avoiding me.

And I hated it. Hated every minute of this cat-and-mouse game where I was the one chasing. It wasn't supposed to be like this. I was the CEO of D Empire, damn it! People should be chasing me. I shouldn't be lurking in the lobby like some lovesick teenager, waiting for a glimpse of someone who may or may not even remember I exist.

I glanced at the clock on my desk for what felt like the hundredth time today. It was 11:15 a.m. I'd already "gone for a walk" outside my office three times. My staff probably thought I'd lost my mind. And maybe I had. Normally, I stayed holed up in my office, working, plotting, ensuring my empire ran like a well-oiled machine. But now? Now I found myself inventing excuses to wander into the hallway, hoping for a miracle sighting.

Nothing. Not a single glimpse of Dria. I swear, it was like she had vanished from the face of the earth.

I tried the elevator trick too. You know, that casual linger in the lobby, pretending to check my phone while secretly watching the elevator doors like a hawk. I even timed my "leaving for lunch" just to match when I thought she might be around. But nope—nothing. She was either arriving before the crack of dawn or leaving after midnight, or maybe... maybe she was onto me and purposefully avoiding me.

And that was driving me even crazier.

I leaned back in my chair, glaring at the ceiling. How could it be this hard to catch one woman? One. I had entire departments working on acquisitions, mergers, expansions—but apparently, tracking down one lawyer in the same building as me was beyond my skill set.

I ran my hand through my hair, frustrated. This wasn't supposed to be my life. I was Sandra Domingo. I was supposed to be cool, composed, and completely unaffected by something as trivial as... feelings.

Or, you know, by a ridiculously attractive lawyer who happened to have the ability to make my brain short-circuit every time I thought about her. Which was now constantly.

Rachel knocked on the door and popped her head in. "Ma'am, may kailangan po ba kayo?"

"Wala," I snapped, a little too sharply. "Actually, Meron pala. May nakakita ba sainyo kay Atty. Eduardo ngayon?"

Rachel blinked at me, her face a picture of confusion. "Uh... no, ma'am. Hindi ko pa po siya nakikita. Do you want me to—?"

"Never mind," I waved her off before she could finish. "I'll handle it."

She nodded and closed the door, but not before giving me that look—the one that said she was now convinced I was losing it. And honestly? She wasn't entirely wrong.

I sighed dramatically and stood up. Fine. If the universe didn't want to help me, I would just have to help myself. I decided I would accidentally bump into Dria today, even if it meant camping out in front of her office until she showed up.

I straightened my dress, smoothed my hair, and stepped out of my office for the fourth time today. One of my assistants looked up from her desk, her eyes tracking me as I strode into the hallway again. I could practically feel her judgmental thoughts: Why is the CEO wandering around like a lost puppy?