Dominant & Submissive | 18+

2: The recurrence

Brielle POV

"You what?" My best friend Hera yelled at the mention of Enrique De Leon's name.

"You, you had a long conversation with a De Leon?" She muttered in excitement. "Do you mean you had the chance to talk with a De Leon and not just a De Leon but Enrique De Leon!" She doubts with widening eyes.

"Do you even know who Enrique De Leon is?" She raised a question as I raised a confused brow at my best friend with my face, not trying to know what was happening.

"Who the hell are the De Leon's? Are they popular? Working for the president?" I quizzed Hera with my hand, finding a way to my crunch's snack.

"The De Leon's, The De Leons!" She kept repeating it over and over again.

"C'mon, Hera, what the fuck is going on?" Now things are getting out of hand, and my best friend is acting weird, and I just don't get it. What is it with the De Leon's? I watched as Hera pressed her iPod with excellent stability and stamina.

"Here!" she hands over the iPod to me. I looked at it and saw a photo of Enrique and a guy who I found attractive and a bit familiar but couldn't figure out when and where I had seen him. His neon eyes gave the chill me that I'd seen him before, but I couldn't recall where. My jaw dropped when I saw Enrique, not just Enrique, but the who of De Leon's.

"Enrique is the Second son of the Mexican Household, and he's the second son of Dario De Leon, the retired CEO of  DARIO AND SON'S LIMITED DEV.CO deals with logistics, dredging, the building of vessels, and ship transportation, and they own many shares worldwide. They were simply the top one after biding over the shell commerce tender money gram, they took over the HONG KONG dispute which was the number one around the world 2002, and now they are the top one tender money gram since 2014 till date, isn't it amazing?" Hera grinned from ear to ear.

My visions could pop out any minute. I couldn't believe it because when Enrique was with me, I knew his accent where a replica of a rich person, but he dressed in simple attire, and I must confess that he had a body of a model.

"Holy fuck!" Hera snatched the iPod from my hand, and I was dumbfounded as she started to emphasize the De Leon's.

"Here is Dario De Leon, their dad and the founder of DARIO AND SON'S LIMITED DEV.CO.", she continued.

"Here is Freya De Leon, their mom; she is the founder of LEXORI NEM GYNAECOLOGY HOME. She's a gynecologist; here is Hermione Ximena De Leon, eldest and their only sister; she's one of the youngest architects, but she's married now to Inigo Montoya, the co-heir to NNDP Construction Company.

Here is Enrique De Leon, the one you have seen. He is an engineer and the heir to the CEO position of D.F SHELL in Tokyo and Japan but sometimes does direct the upcoming local companies. Lastly, there is Jace De Leon, the eldest, hottest, and most heartless of De Leon's genes. He is the CEO that controls everything concerning all the company's provisions and logistics around the world, but how on Earth did you not know anything about the De Leon, and you call yourself a soon-to-be Economics graduate? Hmmm." she frowns.

I watch as she points at me with her eyes still pinned to the iPod, showing each person at a time and explaining their statuses; I tried to recall where I met this Jace De Leon, and I ultimately know I've seen someone like him somewhere but don't know where and when.

"Oh shit! You spoke to a De Leon! I'm so proud of you, Brielle. Ain't you just full of surprises?" She hugged me so tightly, and I tried to breathe, then she let me go when she noticed that I was about to die.

"So..." she smiled like a glutton looking at me with taunter puppy dog eyes.

"So what?" I raised a confused brow at her.