We Inevitably (Book 1)

The Ineluctable End of the Road

The first time I set foot at ACG Inc., I was only hopeful and pretty determined to be hired, to get the job, and to prove my family that I can reach the ACG standards. I thought being an executive secretary was going to be easy, thought it was going to be just paper works and schedules alone.

And then Althea happened to be my boss. The mysterious, cold, aloof, anonymous President and CEO, who's fond of solving Rubik's cubes, who's fond of talking to people with her back facing them, who's fond of playing with her applicants to test them, who's fond of using private elevators just to avoid the people in the company, and who's fond of helping people so much, she can even give away her salary for people who need it most.

My inner curious cat and attraction for intelligent and confident women drawn me to her naturally. And then I learned that she was scarred and bruised, that she was a borderline alcoholic, that she was orphaned, that she was once adopted, that she was almost married, that she was haunted by the guilt from the past that she wasn't supposed to be accounted for, and that she wasn't perfect, which inevitably and completely pushed me towards her even more.

She is a vision. She was someone who has fallen, who was pinned down, who received much of the blow by blows of everybody doubting her or those who are envious of her, but she fought so hard to retain what she deserves and what's right for her.

There were too many things that has happened, in the span of a few months, from the malicious photos, blind items and blackmailing, to the coming out and worldwide support and the hearings and convictions.

But the one thing, the most important happened between Althea and me, we remained where we ought to be, she is mine and I am hers. She's now fond of warm milk, of back hugs and back rubs, of good food, of milkshakes and burgers and even movies, of fine dining, she's now fond of smiling brightly, of victory dances, of joking around with Batchi, and of openly expressing herself to people, even her love for me.

What's even more important now is, every morning I wake up being sure that if she's not beside me, she's be just a text or call away from me, which relieves me and gives me reason to be thankful for.

"Love." Althea whispered as she shifted from her right side to her left facing me, not breaking away from my arm around her waist.

"Hmm?" I hummed just watching her snuggle against my chest, looking so adorable it should be unacceptable.

"I love you." She said under her breath, as she slipped her arms under mine so we're now hugging each other like idiots, a chuckle gurgled from my chest up my throat.

"What?" she asked peeking with only one eye open.

"I love you more, and happy birthday baby love."

"Oh, is it still my birthday? Thought it ended last night." she smiled, I laughed

"Ahuh, no you can still ask for anything you want today, what do you want for your birthday breakfast?" I asked

"You." She instantly answered hugging me tighter, but her stomach protested at the same time.

"I'm afraid your stomach says food love." I giggled

"Yeah, I think so too." She agreed.

"Let's go shower together, and then we'll rummage the fridge for something to eat." I offered untangling myself from her

"I like your proposal Miss Dela Cruz. Best proposal I've heard at eight in the morning in the past six years." She nodded as she sat up letting the covers drop off from her shoulder down her waist, exposing her nakedness as she wipe the sleep out of her eyes. Looking like a kid and an FHM model at the same time. I swallowed hard and shook my head as I walked straight to the bathroom.