I'm hesitant whether to knock or not on the door where the President is. I'm embarrassed by the tight red dress I'm wearing. I couldn't refuse because if I did, they would have dragged me here by force, so I just followed what they wanted. "Should I go in or not?" I whispered to myself. I thought about the money the President's bodyguard mentioned-1 million just to talk to me. I was shocked because I needed the money to pay for school this year. I'm entering Grade 12, and I should have saved up by now, especially since the school year is approaching. "I guess I should go in-" I was about to knock when the door suddenly opened. "Are you going to stay there or leave without your money?" he asked seriously. My eyes widened in shock as I found myself face-to-face with the President of the Philippines. He was incredibly muscular and even more handsome in person. "Ahm... I'm going in," I said, bowing my head as I walked past him. "What do you need? What are we going to do? I can entertain you until tomorrow if 1 million is enough," I said in rapid succession. I was nervous because it was my first time meeting him. I was lucky, but at the same time, unlucky if he planned to do something else-hopefully not. "Sit on my bed," he said, which startled me, so I quickly obeyed. Shit. He's scary. He stood in front of me, making me even more anxious. I looked into his eyes, wondering why he was standing there. I watched as he slowly unbuttoned his shirt, never breaking eye contact with me. "W-what are you doing?" I asked, my voice trembling as I averted my gaze. I felt him move closer, so I looked up at him. His facial features were stunning. He was different, very different in person. His eyebrows were thick, and his lips were incredibly red. "Let me taste you," he said huskily while touching my face. I froze at his words and took a step back. I didn't expect him to say that to me. What we were about to do was wrong-it wasn't part of the deal. I couldn't give myself to him. "No, I don't want to..." I said, trembling as I tried to step back, but he stopped me, and I could still feel the floor beneath me. He held my chin and then moved his hand to the side of my arm. "I want you..." I couldn't move because if I refused now, I'd lose the 1 million, and who knows, he might even kill me for saying no. "Mr. President..." I said softly as his hand moved down to my chest. "Lie down," he ordered in a cold tone, so I obeyed him. Our thighs were still touching, so he spread them apart, and I couldn't control myself because of how he held my thigh, which was heating me up. "I want to taste your sweet body and lips." "Please, Mr. President, stop this..." Even though I wanted it, I was still afraid. I could see him licking my entrance as if he were incredibly thirsty. I didn't know where to turn because this was all so unfamiliar to me. "Ahh... Mr. Pres-" I couldn't help but moan because of the pleasure. Mr. President, stop this, I can't control myself. Please. I no longer recognize myself. I want my body, but my body wants him. "You taste so good..." He licked so hard, like I was the most precious dessert of his life. His tongue was out, kissing the sides of my folds. I was going crazy because I could feel something coming out. I couldn't hold it in anymore, so I let it out, and I saw him lick it and swallow it. I was so surprised. "Move..." I did as he said, lying down properly, still in shock from what had just happened. I saw him undress, removing his pants and boxers, which made my eyes widen. He came closer and closer, making me even more anxious. He leaned on me, then removed my dress so that I was fully naked, and he kissed me hungrily. I couldn't keep up, so I kept my mouth shut. "Move your mouth, woman. I want to taste you," he said sternly, scaring me. I kissed him back with the same intensity, making me arch my back. His hands roamed all over my body. He stopped for a moment to look at me completely. "You're so beautiful, damn woman," he whispered to me. I moaned when I felt his hand rubbing my breasts, and slowly, he lowered his head to taste my peak, making me groan hard. "Ahh... woman," he moaned. He returned to my lips, kissing me so hungrily that I couldn't breathe, so I paused before kissing him back again. But I suddenly cried out when I felt him enter me. "Oh, your first time? Are you okay? Do you want to continue?" he whispered to me. "Yes, please..." So he moved quickly, making me moan. I didn't know where to turn, seeing how much he was enjoying himself. Then he kissed me again, not hungrily but passionately, as if he wanted me to stay with him. Then I felt myself release, and he did too. He hugged me, and I felt him kiss the nape of my neck. He fell asleep, and I stayed there, crying, thinking about what I had done. When I woke up, I was surprised to find that I was dressed and remembered what had happened last night, something I hadn't expected. I was still sitting in bed when I caught his.
Chapter 1 Bodyguard
Chapter 1
A million pesos changed everything for us. I bought groceries, school supplies for Hekasi, and things my mom needed. The remaining money is on the debit card. We've paid off our debts. Life has become a little easier for us. Mama is even planning to start a business. I gave her 200k for the store.
"Ma, I'm leaving early today," I said as I stepped out of my room while she was preparing food.
A week has passed, but there's still no word from President Emerson. It's also been a week, yet Mama hasn't asked how I got a million pesos. It's strange.
I'm glad there are no symptoms yet, but I'm anxious every day until my period arrives. I'll only be at ease once it does.
"The food is ready. Eat first before you leave," Mama said, raising an eyebrow.
I'm not alone in life as they think. They say I'm a prostitute, but I'm not. I only look like one because of the people I'm around at the bar who always gossip about me.
"Yes, Ma. Just let me finish this. You take care here. Hekasi needs parents later. I read it in his notebook. Please go," I said.
Papa is gone. He left us long ago. We haven't heard from him since. So, Mama and I manage everything on our own.
I'm wearing a black tight dress and black heels. Mama is used to seeing me dressed like this, and even though she knows my job, she never scolds me. She just constantly reminds me to be careful.
"Ma! I'm leaving now. I need to get to work early," I shouted, rushing through my meal.
"Take care. I'll handle Heka. But next time, stop doing this," Mama said sadly.
Our house isn't big-two rooms upstairs, and everything else downstairs. It's small, but the rent is expensive, 3k plus 2k for water. It's so costly that I work hard at the bar, even if Mama disapproves. I didn't finish school, so this is the best I can do.
Since I started working here, I've always been the target because I'm the Top Choice every day. I talk to many clients at the bar. I just ignore it because this is the only job I can do.
When I enter the bar, the first thing you see is people kissing. There are private rooms upstairs, but officials go there. I haven't been to the private rooms because I'm not qualified yet.
We think all officials are decent? In this world, we believe they're all saints, but they're not. Even if they're not officials, the rich and powerful are driven by lust, whether male or female.
This is nothing new to me, even though I've been doing this job for months. I've memorized every corner.
"Navida, you're here," Ruth, one of my friends here, greeted me.
"Yeah, I ate first," I replied.
We sat down for a bit in the room just for entertainment. I started getting ready for later.
"I noticed someone following you earlier, that's why I greeted you. He's built. I like him," she whispered.
"And it's impossible he's just after sex. A hat? It seems like he's really after you," she whispered, puzzled.
I turned to her, thinking maybe it was just her imagination. Who would follow me? A bodyguard?
I smirked. "Let him be. Let him follow the orders from above. I don't care," I said, even though I was nervous.
Ruth kept bugging me for minutes about who was following me. Even though I was nervous, I had no idea and couldn't confirm anything.
I glanced at the mirror. We didn't notice the Manager entering.
"Get ready, Navida. Many guests are arriving, and they always ask for you, especially the foreigners. Complain if anyone touches you. Entertain only, no touching," the Bar Manager said. Even he is concerned about me, unlike some of my other colleagues.
It's getting dark, and I'll be able to go home by 10 p.m. I'm 18, so the Manager said I could only stay until 10 p.m. because I'm not yet qualified to stay until dawn.
"Miss?" my customer said.
"Ms. Navida, I'm here to entertain you, but it's already 9:30. We can't talk for long. I'm sorry," I said calmly because some get aggressive when I say we can only talk for a short time.
"It's fine, Ms. Navida. You look so young. 18 years old? For me, you don't belong here. No offense. You can go home and rest. This is my tip for you and my card if you want to contact me for help. Goodnight," he said in a firm English accent.
I was amazed by what he said. He was the kindest customer I've ever spoken to. I wish all customers were like him so it wouldn't be so hard.
"Yeah, I'm sorry again. And sure, I will contact you if ever! Go home too. Goodnight," I said with a smile as he stood up to leave.
I'm so tired today. I talked to ten customers, so I'm exhausted. My colleagues, on the other hand, are giving me dirty looks again.
"Oh, before you leave, Nav, here's a tip from the others who were just eyeing you," the Manager said with a laugh.
"You're something, Manager. I didn't expect that from you. Thank you. I'm leaving now. I'm so tired. Goodbye, see you tomorrow," I said.
I didn't expect to see a familiar face passing by the bar before I left. He looked like President Emerson's bodyguard. I didn't want to confirm it as the one Ruth was talking about.
I kept walking, ignoring his presence. Maybe he's just here for another client.
It's impossible that I'm the only one he fucked that night.
### Chapter 3: Demand
I'm in front of the bar, waiting for a taxi to go home, but I suddenly felt nervous, like someone was watching me. I didn't want to think it was the President's bodyguard.
I tried to ignore it, so I started walking, planning to head to a crowded place. But on my third step, someone grabbed me. I turned around and frowned at the man.
"Stop, Miss. Come with us back to the bar, to the private room. Someone wants to talk to you," he said firmly.
I was shocked by what he said, shaking my head because I'm not allowed in the private room since what happened a week ago.
"Sorry, but I'm not allowed anymore. Go to the Bar Manager. There are many others qualified for the private room. I'm sorry," I said as I tried to remove his hand from me, but his grip was strong, so I had no choice.
"Miss, I already cleared it with the Manager. The President just wants to talk to you. That's all. Don't be afraid," he said calmly as his grip loosened.
But, b-but the President? Why would he want to talk to me? I thought he wanted me out of his life? And he gave me over a million pesos to keep quiet about what happened.
He's the President, so he won't do anything bad to me. I know he didn't do anything wrong a week ago, but I'm still uncertain about what happened between us. I'd rather go with him than fight.
"Okay, I'll go with you," I said hesitantly.
**Chapter 4: Cooking**
There was silence inside the van. I thought we would only talk at the bar, but I was wrong. I didn't resist because, who am I? I have no power.
I could say a lot of horrible things to him. Be gentle yet aggressive, but I can't because I'm not as powerful as he is.
"How many hours until we arrive at his Penthouse? If you want to sleep, feel free to do so," he said calmly.
I sighed. I lost interest when he mentioned it would take a few more hours. So, I decided to research President Emerson instead.
He is our President. I only know him as a President, not as a person.
I didn't vote during the election because I prioritized work. Since I was five years old, I spent my time working. I took on different jobs just to help Mama and Hekasi.
He is powerful; everyone knows that. He has been in office for years, and he worked hard for many years to get to where he is now. I don't want to say he has no dirty records, but most importantly, we are human. We are not saints.
I paused while reading an article about him when I read that he has had several girlfriends.
"We're here, Miss."
I felt a heaviness in my chest. I didn't expect to compare myself to him. I am so different from him. His standards are so high that I could never reach them.
As the door opened for me, I immediately saw the bodyguards surrounding the Penthouse. I couldn't even look at them because I saw myself as just air to him. He can feel my presence but not my whole soul.
"This way, Ma'am," his personal bodyguard guided me.
"Thank you, Sir," I replied.
I walked through the grand entrance of his Penthouse. Some areas were dark, but the fountain greeted me before I entered. The lights on the trees added life to the surroundings.
Upon entering, I was immediately greeted by the receptionist and other staff, busy with their tasks. The bodyguard assisted me in the private elevator. I looked at them again, but I noticed they were used to people coming to the President's Penthouse.
When we reached the top floor, I was amazed by the transitional design and various paintings adorning the walls. I wasn't sure what the paintings were called, but it was evident that his unit was well-maintained and clean. We entered, and I saw the grand staircase and the view outside, which gave me the courage to be here at the President's Penthouse.
To Be Continued...
Chapter 1 Bodyguard
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Chapter 2 The dinner
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Chapter 3 Mistress
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Chapter 4 Stress
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Chapter 5 Tired and insult
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Chapter 6 Family
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Chapter 7 Pregnancy Test
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Chapter 8 Photo
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Chapter 9 Instagram
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Chapter 10 Rumor
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Chapter 11 Disappointed
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Chapter 12 Secret and surprise
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Chapter 13 The table
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Chapter 14 Model
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Chapter 15 The Video
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Chapter 16 Kissing
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Chapter 17 Runaway
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Chapter 18 Memories
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Chapter 19 Familiar
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Chapter 20 After Party
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Chapter 21 Cousin
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Chapter 22 Caffe and flowers
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Chapter 23 Camera
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Chapter 24 Acceptance Courting
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Chapter 25 Forgiveness
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Chapter 26 Perfect
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Chapter 27 Surprise
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