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This Time You Are Mine

Today is another busy day for me. Work and home are the only places I go to for the past 3 years. The end of THAT relationship ended my happy, easy-going life. But then, when I think about it, it was not his fault but mine. My friends would tell me that I need to move on. I HAVE MOVED ON. It's just I don't want any side trips anymore in my life. I have my dreams and I am working hard for it. Little did I know what the destiny has installed for me. "Mom, I still love her. She ended the relationship without any valid reason and I didn't agree." "But son, what if the reason is that she doesn't love you anymore? Isn't that a reason valid enough for you?" "I have to know it this time, mom. I did try to go out on dates but still failed. I think meeting her again will help me know what is happening with me." "I guess I have no other choice. But remember, don't let her disrupt your plans and the family's business." "I know, mom. Steph, book my flight to the Philippines tomorrow." "Vincent! Why are you in so much rush?!" "Because I believe that the early bird gets the worm." Just wait for me, Yve. I will get you back by hook or by crook.

mekane · Urban
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A Day with a Workaholic (1)

Yve woke up a little late than usual. She slept for only few minutes after three hours. She instantly get ready and sent a message to Sylvan informing him to bring a breakfast from a take-out diner near their office.

'She really acts like the boss. He would also ask for take-out whenever he was hungry and busy. Good thing I cooked some food before I left this morning. ' Sylvan thought. He picked up Yve and saw her getting ready with the papers in her hands.

"Let's go, Sylvan. I will eat the breakfast on the way." Yve said in a hurry and was about to leave when Sylvan suddenly stopped her.

"What's wrong?" Yve was a bit stunned by how he acted.

"Young Madam, you need to eat your breakfast first. I have prepared a western breakfast for you." Sylvan said and showed the contents of the paper bag he has been bringing.

"Western breakfast? You cooked?" Yve asked in succession as she couldn't believe her ears.