Romancing Dominance [BL][COMPLETED]

Chapter 3

CHAPTER 3 - Humble-ish Beginnings

Two weeks had passed.

Dalawang linggo na ang nakalipas pero, swear, hindi pa rin ako nasasanay.

I refuse to accept the changes I'm expected to endure! Ugh.

Samantala, ang mga security ko? Mukhang nag-e-enjoy na sa lugar. Naayos na rin lahat ng gamit ko. Everything is settled—and yet here I am, still contemplating my entire existence.

Do I miss home? No.

But I do miss Dad. A lot.

I wish we could share this torment. Baka ngayon, he's doing his usual political stuff or corporate kung anuman, while I'm here—staring blankly at this place that absolutely screams "you don't belong here."

I don't like the animals na biglang sumusulpot out of nowhere. I hate the mud. Like, every time it rains, I feel personally attacked. Though, I'll admit—sometimes, I like how welcoming the people are here. Sometimes lang ha. They're the only reason why this place isn't completely terrible.

I'm slowly liking Maraya... but I can't help but feel agitated. I've been here for two weeks and not a single Buenavista has shown their face.

Like, hello? Where's the welcome party? Where's the fiancé? Where's the champagne?!

It made me feel so unwelcomed. But whatever. I don't care.

Nagagalit lang ako sa ideya na ini-snob nila ang isang Sandoval.

The only thing that matters to me is my happiness—na obviously, hindi ko pa rin nararamdaman until now. I just want to meet my fiancé so I can lay down the rules and be done with it.

One thing's for sure: my standards are way too high for some random magsasaka to reach.

But even with this attitude, I'm not entirely heartless. I'm humble to those who are humble to me. People often mistake me for being a rude brat—which, fine, I am—but only if they give me a reason to be.

Kung ano ang tingin nila sa akin, ganun ko rin sila titingnan. If people can judge me without knowing me, then I can do the same. Fair lang.

I am Crushette Miracle Ishie Sandoval. The only unico hijo of the Sandoval family. A well-known brat.

Well... oo, sa lugar kung saan ako galing. But here? I doubt anyone even knows who I am. Ang tingin lang nila sa akin ay isang ubod ng arte na bakla. No more, no less.

Tumayo ako sa kama at nag-inat. I glanced at the grandfather clock—still early.

Knock knock.

Sakto naman, may kumatok sa pintuan.

"State your business," I called out. Lately, sinasanay ko na ang sarili ko na maging alerto sa mga kasama ko. Ayoko ng biglaang gulat.

"Sir, anong pinagsasabi niyo'ng business? Wala ho akong business. Katulong lang po ako!"

God, I almost laughed.

Ah yes. That voice. Glenda.

My new companion in this rural hell. She's kind. Innocent. Not smart, though. Like, absolutely not.

"Sir, ako po 'to—si Glenda. Bubuksan ko lang po 'yung mga bintana at kukunin 'yung mga ipaglalaba. Does I enter?"

OH. MY. GOD. The grammar.

I felt my soul leave my body. This girl is plain bobo.

"I'm coming, Glends." Yes, I call her Glends. It sounds cuter. Her full name is too... old.