AMANDORA - ONE-SHOT FICTION

Fiction 12

Fiction 12: HAPPY BIRTHDAY

Dedicated to Aira:>

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It was an ordinary day that took an extraordinary turn. Aurora was feeling on top of the world as she walked alongside Orly, one of her business partners. The grandeur of the mansion that served as their meeting place only amplified her confidence.

"So, what do you think?" Aurora asked, trying to maintain her composure. She was proud of the idea they had developed and was eager to take it to the next level.

"This is a good idea for our next project." Orly replied with his tone confident. They paused when they exit the mansion.

Despite his wealth, Orly's arrogance often rubbed Aurora the wrong way, and now, his intentions seemed to linger just a little too closely.

"I told you, akong bahala." she felt a surge of pride at his approval.

However, that pride quickly turned into discomfort when Orly put his arm around her shoulder.

"Relax, Aurora. Why don't we talk about... us?" he suggested, his tone shifting from business to something more personal. Aurora arched an eyebrow, confusion clouding her thoughts.

"Us?" she echoed, uncertain of his intentions.

"You know how much I like you, Aurora. Maybe, it's time na bigyan mo 'ko ng chance, right?"

Aurora scoffed before she removed his hand. "Mr. Castillo, we are just business partners." she pulled away, the distance between them now charged with tension.

"Aurora, I—"

Before he could continue, a loud splash interrupted their conversation. White paint rained down on Orly from above, shocking everyone in the estate.

"Oh my god..." Aurora gasped, her eyes wide as she looked up to see Amando, looking down from the balcony.

"Fuck you! Bumaba ka nga dito!" Orly shouted, furiously wiping the paint off his suit.

Aurora felt her heart race. This was not how she had envisioned her day unfolding. As staff members began to murmur and point, she hurried to grab a towel for Orly, but he was too enraged to notice her efforts. Amando descended from the balcony with an air of nonchalance.

"Sino ka ba? Nakita mo ba ang ginawa mo sa damit ko?! Ha?" he grabbed Amando from his collar that made Cairo and Jericho intervene.

"Orly, hindi niya sinasadya. Let me apologize for what he did." Aurora interjected, trying to calm down the situation.

"Aurora, who the hell is this guy?" Orly snapped, glaring at Amando.

"Sir, tama na po..." Jericho attempted to stop the tension.

"Sir Amando, okay lang kayo?" Cairo asked, glancing at Amando as he and Jericho stood slightly apart, a barrier between Orly's rage and Amando's calmness.

Orly chuckled humorlessly, looking at Amando. "Amando? So, you're the butler?"

"Orly, I'm sorry—" Aurora began, but David cut her off, his temper flaring.

"Ang bobo naman ng utusan mo, Aurora!"

"Aba, tarantado—" Jericho started, but Amando held him back with a firm grip on his arm.

The atmosphere was thick with tension, and the staff members whispered among themselves, clearly intrigued by what happened. Aurora's temper flared as she turned to Amando, her frustration spilling over.