Camille Syanna

If you're not ready for the pain, then don't seek pleasure because roses come with thorns, and thorns draw blood.

I smiled at the beautiful arrangement of fresh red roses I just finished making. I took off my gloves and fished out my phone from my apron pocket. ZA hadn't called yet, but he left me three messages, of which he was telling me that he was on his way to pick me up.

It was almost five in the afternoon, and I was about to clock out. Binalingan ko si Tina na nagliligpit na rin ng ilan sa aming mga display. We were both excited to go home and call it a day when the door chimed. I thought it was ZA, but I thought wrong.

"Hello again," Zanti smiled at both Tina and me.

I rolled my eyes when I saw how kilig na kilig si Tina sa side. Hah! I used to be like her. Fortunately, I was over it.

"How may we help you, Zanti?" I asked, walking up to him.

"You look prettier today, Camsy." He was starting to sweet-talk me into doing him another favor. I knew the like.

"Yeah, my boyfriend already told me that this morning." Matamis ko siyang nginitian. "Let's cut to the chase, Zanti. You still hadn't convinced that girl to sleep with you. Had you?"

Zanti chuckled, shoving his hands inside the front pockets of his jeans. "Okay, first, I already had her. I just couldn't have her again. Second, yeah, you're right. She's playing hardball."

"Poor you," I couldn't help but laugh. "I'm not really sure throwing her dozens of flowers could get you to bed her again, but it's good for my business. So, there's an arrangement I just made at the table over there. Have at it."

"You're always a blessing, Camsy," he grinned and walked toward the table to check.

It was a simple arrangement of a hundred long-stemmed red roses and lush greenery inside a classic cylinder vase. Zanti seemed to like it. "That's a twenty thousand arrangement, Zanti, plus tax."

"I don't care," he smirked and slipped a black credit card from his wallet. "Throw some custom mylars too,"

Tina took his card and guided him to the counter.

"We don't have custom mylars. Send her happy birthday or how you doin'," I told him. "If she watches Friends, she'll get what you mean."

The door chimed again, and this time, my man walked in. He looked irresistible in a navy blue blazer and cream chinos. ZA attended an important event this morning on behalf of Red. It has something to do with the launch of Galileo, Red's all-electric car.

"Hey, handsome," I smiled and greeted him.

"Hey yourself," ZA walked up to me and grabbed me by the waist for a sweet peck on my lips. "How was your day?"

"Tiring," when he was around, I just wanted to act like his baby. "Can you take me home, please?"

"Don't you want to grab dinner first?" He asked.

He could be my dinner. I wouldn't mind.

ZA was quick to read what I was thinking. He shook his head and grinned. "You need real food, darling."

I couldn't get enough of him. I was tired and sore but I didn't care. I always want ZA.

"Hey, darling," Zanti hollered from the counter where he settled his bill, making his presence known to ZA. His calling me darling was his way of mocking my boyfriend. "Thanks again for helping me today."

"Always welcome, Zanti." I turned to him and smiled with contempt. Clearly, he intended to get on ZA's nerves. I could feel him winning. "Now go and get lost,"

Hindi ko na inantay pa na maka-alis si Zanti. I held ZA's hand and pulled him into my office. Syempre, I need to kiss my boyfriend, noh? I've worked hard all day. I guess I deserve some loving naman.

I tiptoed and kissed ZA as soon as my office door closed. God, I missed his lips. Funny lang kasi I kissed him naman this morning when he dropped me off. But, ah, whatever.

ZA carefully pushed me away and distanced himself a little. Napasimangot ako, and when I looked up at him, he was staring down at me. Serious na naman siya! Hindi ko na naman alam what I did wrong.

"Why is he always here?" Naiinis niyang sabi, salubong na salubong ang kilay nyan.

I'm assuming that he means Zanti. I bit my lip to suppress a smile kasi nga he's mad na. "He bought another arrangement for the same person. You have nothing to be jealous about, honey. Zanti and I never happened. And will never happen."

"Kahit na," galit pa rin siya. "Nakakainis pa rin na lagi siyang nandito."

"Okay," I rolled my eyes. "Hindi naman siya laging nandito. He's been here twice since I came back."

"And I saw him both times,"

"So? Sisirain mo ba talaga ang araw mo dahil lang nandito siya?" Medyo natawa na ako. Okay, call me evil, but I was enjoying how he was acting all weird and jealous. It made me feel like he was also into deep as I was.

ZA relaxed a bit. "I don't like that guy."

"That's okay. I'm sure he doesn't like you too." Natatawang muli ko siyang hinalikan. "Can we get back to kissing each other?"

He did start kissing me back, teasing me by not tonguing on purpose. His laughter vibrated against my lips when he noticed my frustration. I could knee him in the crotch for making fun of me, but I rather have him inside me than on the ground, wincing in pain.

I jumped on him, wrapping my legs around his hips. I felt him harden instantaneously. Good to know that he wanted me the same way I wanted him.

ZA pushed me onto the desk he haphazardly cleared in a snap. A smirk curved his lips when I tried to reach back as he parted. "Easy, we'll get there."

I hissed as he imprisoned me with his body, crawling on top of me, making me rest my upper body above the cold mahogany. I spread my legs and welcomed everything that ZA had in mind. He groaned at my surrender.

I couldn't help but laugh when he carefully unzipped my Prada. I loved that he was learning to respect my clothes the same way he respects me. It only made him pogi in my eyes. And like all our previous lovemaking, ZA didn't just toss my dress away. He folded it in a rush and left it on the chair. Oh, but I didn't think my lacy briefs would get the same treatment.

I was ninety-five percent naken in front of ZA, and he'd been darting deathly glares on the tiny piece of clothing left on my body. And I was right. He showed no mercy on my pink Bordelle.

"I'll buy a new one," he cursed, ripping it off my body. "You're a goddess, Camille,"

"Tell me something I didn't know," I moaned when his fingers started to do the work.

ZA watched me closely as he pounded inside me with his middle finger. His voice was thick with unrestrained desire, never holding back. "Egg chooses the winning sperm,"

My feet hung off the end of the table, my toes hooked over the edge. He was rendering me weak. And I didn't care. I wanted more. "Oh, shove it in me. Please..."

I begged like I've never begged before.

ZA worshipped me. His kind of lovemaking was kissing every inch of my body, doesn't matter how briefly, so long as his lips touched all of me. He'd always made me feel like the most beautiful woman on earth. The most precious that he didn't want to taint me. I had nothing to compare his ways with, but I was pretty sure this was the best there ever was.

Napamulat ako ng aking mga mata nang humiwalay siya sa akin. He was staring at me with his eyes greener than ever. His chest was rising and falling. And I just noticed he was already as naked as I was. Oh, boy. My boyfriend is the sexiest man alive. Sorry, Hemsworth, you'll be moving a few steps down my list. ZA just ate you up.

He reached for my hand and pulled me up. I was confused about what was happening until he turned me around and bent me over.

I gasped when he pushed me down, crushing my naked chest harshly on the desk. It was brutal and thrilling at the same time.

"Wider, honey," he whispered huskily against my ear.

I shut my eyes as I felt the tip of his manhood making its way inside me from behind. My legs automatically parted as ZA pleased. I was at his mercy.

His sweaty chest kissed my back, and I couldn't care less. His hand went down to help his shaft in. I was soft and wet, and his fingers were strong and hard.

I was softer than I'd ever been before because all of my strength was in his hands. I stretched my legs farther as he went in deeper. My brain curled up like wilted leaves.

"Fuck, baby, you're too tight..." ZA grunted in pleasure as his movements sped up.

No, I wasn't. He was just massive. I didn't think I'd ever be loose.

"Oh, God, Andrei..." I cried, feeling him grow and stretch me to my limits. My fingers held tightly on the edge of the table as my legs began to wobble. ZA was sinking into me, and I loved how it felt.

He whispered sweet nothings on my neck, letting me know that my flesh was all that was in his mind. And that he couldn't stop if he had to. That he would die rather than take his thing out of me. Not until he has let go of all he has and given it to me.

We were making loud noises. Thankfully, I had this room soundproofed, or else people outside would think we were killing each other.

ZA and I met each other's climax. I felt power like what he had given me was supposed to make me strong, pretty, and young. And then I waited. He shivered and tossed his head.

God, that was beautiful.

We were both spent, but that was magical.

We made a short trip to a steakhouse we passed along the way before he dropped me home. As much as he always wanted to take me to his place, ZA didn't want to have any trouble with my dad. He was already feeling unwarranted animosity from my father and had no plan to turn it into full-blown hate, especially when we were trying to make what we had last.

"We're not late, are we?" ZA asked as we parked in front of our house because Dad was already at the gate, waiting.

I rolled my eyes. I felt like I was back to being a teenager with curfews. "Nah, I bet he's been standing there for a while now."

We unbuckled our safety belts when the engine died down. ZA exited the car first and circled to my side to open the door for me. I straightened my dress before getting out. Good thing I kept clean underwear in the bathroom of my office. ZA ruined my panties on the hot sex we had prior to dinner.

"Hey, Dad, you don't need to wait outside whenever ZA drops me off," I said as I kissed his cheek.

"I know, but I want to." Matigas nitong sabi bago balingan si ZA na mabilis umapela.

"Yeah, and no one is complaining, Sir."

I suppressed a laugh seeing ZA retreat his defenses when it came to my father.

"Good," Dad dismissed him and pulled me away, into the house. "Sige na, ZA, umuwi ka na at baka gabihin ka pang lalo sa daan."

"Dad!" I gave him a warning glance. "I'm inviting him inside. He drove me home. He might be thirsty or something." Truth is, I just want more time with my boyfriend.

I walked toward ZA and pulled him with me. I knew he would try to be good and stop me, but I didn't let him.

"Besides, Mom texted me she baked a carrot cake this afternoon. ZA should have a slice."

"Cams, baby, I think I should go." Maingat na bulong sa akin ni ZA. He really didn't want to hit Dad's bullshit meter. "Tama ang daddy mo, baka masyado na rin akong gabihin-"

I turned to him when he stopped midsentence. I thought he was having another stare-off with my dad, but I was wrong. ZA was looking at a distance, and when I followed the direction of his gaze, I saw a man wearing a lumber jacket heading toward a BMW parked across our street.

ZA's eyes were fixated on the guy who drove off. Did he know him?

"What is that man doing here?" It was Dad who asked. The anger and fear in his voice surprised me. He knew the man.

"You know him?" ZA's brows furrowed as he turned to Dad. Rage was evident in his voice. "How did you know Montano Wesley?"

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