Note: Pogs and Teks are games that is similar to cards in the Philippines
Third Person's Point of ViewHe nodded at her, indicating his confidence had eased Ares' heart, so he slowly approached them and attempted to listen to their conversation, for in the eyes of the young Ares, there seemed to be something peculiar there, and like something he delighted in doing, he took out a small notebook from his pocket and a recording pen."What are you doing?" Tirso whispered, but instead of answering, he just gave his friend a very wicked look.He sharpened his ears and earnestly listened to the conversation. Though he couldn't understand it internally, he couldn't deny that he enjoyed this kind of conversation, as many things were revealed.Another dream of the boy's heart was to become a detective like he had read in his mother's book.Indeed, Ares started listing down the things he heard, but instead of using the Filipino Alphabet, he used a code that only he could crack for sure, of course, because he was the only one who knew it since he made it himself.Never
Third Person's Point of View"Boss, someone found us!" a man shouted loudly to Gustavo, causing Verania's face to brighten, as whoever it was could surely save Ares."And how did they find us? Only we know about this place!" Gustavo held his grip firmly as he spoke, his eyes shifting back to the man who informed him of the situation outside."Create a distraction, block whoever they are!" Gustavo shouted again, and the man who had just been there quickly disappeared from sight."Don't let them get here!" he added, prompting the others who were just inside to quickly rush out of the room they were in, likely to confront the people outside.Now, Gustavo's gaze fell on his son, Cristoforo, so Vera did the same. She directed her eyes to Cristoforo."Ares and Vera, we'll take them to the other headquarters where our other comrades are," Gustavo calmly instructed his son Cristoforo, who quickly went to where Verania was sitting.The noise o
The road is quiet, perhaps the night is getting deeper. A motorcycle parked in front of a convenience store, and from the motorcycle emerged a girl named Verania Portier. As she took off her helmet, her beautiful face appeared, with her hair flowing after being freed from the helmet.But if you sense this girl, you'll know she's not just an ordinary girl. Even just by her attire, you can tell. She's wearing military boots and black pants, with a gray racerback top covered by a leather jacket. Her posture exudes a certain toughness.After arranging her motorbike, she went straight into the convenience store and grabbed a gallon of ice cream from the freezer, taking it to the counter. After paying, she hurriedly left the store and gasped when her phone in her pocket rang. It was her friend calling.The caller was Ares Montero, the son of the current Mayor who was running for Governor of their province. "Oh, you called? It's late," the girl said gently, but weariness could be heard in he
Vera's Point of View"Currently, the Mayor's son is looking for someone to be his bodyguard," Captain said to us, as he just came from the hospital to talk to the Mayor.I immediately stood up upon hearing that, and his gaze quickly fell on me."First Lieutenant?" he asked, seeming surprised by my reaction."I volunteer for this mission," I said, raising an eyebrow. As I thought, he was indeed surprised."Are you sure? I was planning to give you a better mission," he said, but I shook my head to decline his offer."I need to do this, Captain," I said, taking a deep breath before he nodded and took a deep breath as well before responding."Well, if you insist," he replied, handing me some papers that I needed to study."The meeting is now dismissed. Verania, stay for a moment. I need to talk to you," Captain said, and my colleagues left while I stayed behind."Verania, this work isn't what you think it is," Captain began when he sat down not far from me."Yes, Captain. I already know t
Vera's Point of View "Mayor, uh, I mean Tito, does Madam Charlotte know about this?" I asked, referring to his wife."Just call her Tita too. Anyway, she doesn't know either. Only I and your colleagues at work, and now you, are aware of this," Tito Stan explained."Oh, I see. How did you tell Tita Charlotte about the fake wedding?" I asked curiously."At first, she was hesitant, but eventually agreed because she said Ares is getting older, and he needs to meet someone he can marry. So I told her that this day is when the woman I chose will come. I didn't mention a name because I thought it would be someone else. I only found out earlier that it was you, hija," Tito Stan said, nodding at me.Tita Charlotte came out first, wearing casual home attire. As soon as she spotted me, she furrowed her brow, clearly wondering why she saw me here.Well, she knows me too because we're friends with my parents, and her son Ares is also my friend."Verania? You're the one Stanley chose?" Tita Charlo
Vera's Point of View"Breakfast ready!" I shouted as I entered Ares' room. Yes, that lazy guy prefers breakfast in bed. I heard from the household staff that he doesn't like getting out of bed, so they bring breakfast to his room.Yesterday, I found out that our rooms are next to each other on the ground floor since it's difficult for him to go down the stairs in a wheelchair."Put it here, and you can leave," he said grumpily, causing my eyes to roll. Such a bad mood in the morning!Is he always this grumpy? What is he even mad about? The whole idea of our fake marriage that he doesn't know is fake, or some other reasons he's keeping to himself? Ugh, Ares' mind can be so unpredictable sometimes; I feel like slapping him. Just kidding, I might decapitate him if I do that.Before, when he's with his close friends, he's chatty, but when they're not around, he hardly says a word unless necessary. But now? It's like all of us are strangers to him! I don't know if he's like this with every
Vera’s Point of ViewAs I said, I went outside and kept scanning the surroundings. It was safe around here, no suspicious activities.While I was gazing at the hospital entrance and exit, someone called my name, and I nearly jumped in surprise.At first, I thought it was Ares, but as the person approached me, I felt my palms getting sweaty, not out of fear, but out of nervousness and inexplicable feelings. It was Alder, my friend who is also a doctor, and I just remembered that he works at this hospital too."Alder!" I greeted him with surprise, trying to calm myself."What are you doing here?" he asked, wondering. I quickly glanced at the car. The windows were tinted, but he seemed to understand what I was trying to convey."A new mission?" he answered his own question, and I nodded."Who?" he inquired further.I jumped in surprise as our car honked.I jumped even more when the window on Ares' side opened."Verania, do your job! Clara is here!" he called out, pointing to a woman walk
Vera’s Point of ViewToday is Saturday. I lay gasping for breath on the floor of my room after 8 minutes of jumping rope, 3 minutes of push-ups, 5 minutes of squat thrusts, and 5 minutes of hip dips.Struggling to my feet, I reached for water and drank it down. I headed straight to the bathroom and took a quick shower. It was 6:00 in the morning, and Clara was set to visit at 7:00. She's now Ares' girlfriend, she told me herself. She also mentioned that I should not be late in getting ready, as she had something for me to do.After a few minutes, I finished showering and quickly got dressed. I wore my blue fitted t-shirt and gray track pants. I also put on my white cap and indoor slippers.At exactly six-thirty, I stepped out of my room and headed to Ares' room, which was just across from mine."Ares," I called as I knocked on his door. I grasped the doorknob and was surprised to find it unlocked. I opened it to see Ares Montero lying freely on his bed. Can you believe it? I'm the one