INTIMACY

INTIMÀCY - MY VIRGIN GIRLFRIEND

🍷Charlie's POV🍷

"Billy!!" I shrieked as I got closer to the kitchen and he rushed out.

"Who are they? Who are those bit*h*s gossiping about me to my daughter!?" I questioned in extreme anger.

"Sir..sir..we..I don't no" came his reply.

I grabbed him by his collar and pulled him closer to me.

His gaze remained on the floor as I did that.

"You don't no? then, YOU ARE FIRED!!" I groaned at him and he trembled.

"Si.r..sir please, I've been working for you since I was a boy, please don't do this, I promise to fish all of them out" he cried out as I turned to leave.

Then I paused and turned to look at him. Everything in him seems to be pleading.

"Before I show up tomorrow, there won't be any second chance" I said to him before I proceeded up to meet my daughter.

"Dad, what was that? I didn't ask you to yell at poor Billy, he is my friend" her tiny voice came out.

"Sweetheart, I'm sorry" I apologized and carried her up in my arms then left the balcony headed towards her room.

"Please stop listening to whatever anyone says, always believe in me and you'll be fine alright" I told her and she nodded her head then placed it on my chest still holding tightly onto her teddy.

I got to her room and dropped her.

"Where are your nannies?" I inquired.

"Well, I sent them away, I don't need them" she answered.

"You sent them away? Why will you do that?" I asked.

"I can take care of myself dad, you gat to stop treating me like a baby" she said cheekily which made me smile.

"Ria, I've got somewhere to be once its 7:00pm, so before then, I want you to narrate everything that happened at school to me" I requested and she smiled then adjusted properly where I kept her.

"Its the usual dad, I have a lot of friends, they all like you dad, one of my friends, Beatrice said her big sister loves you with all her heart" she narrated describing the heart with her tiny hands which made me laugh.

"What? I'm serious dad, its doesn't end there, even....."

*

*

6:45pm.

I dressed up handsomely after making sure little Ria was already sleeping.

I grabbed my two phones which were on the dressing table and headed out.

I was climbing down the stairs when one of my phones started ringing and I picked it up when I saw who was on the line.

📱Hello mom.

📱Hi son, when are you coming over to see us? Its been ages, she started ranting almost immediately.

📱mom, I thought we last saw each other two days ago, I don't understand where the ages seems to be coming out from.

📱Come on Charlie, that's why we need to stay under the same roof, I want to see my son everyday and not only on TV.

📱Alright, I'll find time to come over with Ria tomorrow, she said she misses you guys too.

📱Okay that's good, let me start preparing to welcome you guys, extend my greetings to her.

📱Yea mom, gat to go.

Then the line went off.

I fixed the phone into my trouser pocket then got outside to see mike relaxing on one of my favorite cars.

My Lamborghini.

"Mike!! Are you nuts? Have you seriously lost it upstairs, get away from my baby" I screamed at him then immediately ran and dragged him out from the car.

"Never you relax on it and by the way, what are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be somewhere else?" I asked.

"Well, I was waiting for you" he replied with an annoyed look.

As if I care anyways.

Mike and I are actually age mate, tho he is a year older than I am, I consider him my age mate.

"Why? You are done with work for today, what are you waiting for?" I questioned fixing my hands on my waist.

"Well...just wanted to make sure you get to land mall without getting caught by secret cameras" he responded.

"When did you start worrying about that?"

"Just now, I am your manager and should be concerned about your image..."

He was still talking when I left him and got into one of the sport cars there.

"I don't want guards or any driver or even anyone, I'll get there by myself" I announced to the guards who were about getting into another car to follow me from behind.

"Um..CB, I don't think that's possible,you see your father..."

"Have I made myself clear?" I cut the head guard that was about protesting in and he gave Mike an eye before agreeing.

"Ye..yes" he responded then I immediately kick started the engines, drove out of my private mansion.

I was dressed in a way i will be hardly recognized with a turtle neck cloth that covered my neck up to my nose region, then a black face cap to join.

I was still driving on the road when I noticed a car behind me.

This f**k*ng guards won't ever listen to me. I knew they will follow me secretly.

They just never listen at all. Its high time I fire them all but I understand why they are like that, its because of my father's orders, they were ordered never to leave my side.

I sighed deeply then increased the speed of the car because it was already past 7pm.

I got to the hotel and then got down.

One of my father's numerous hotels actually.

The receptionist recognized me and immediately handed me a key without questions.

I bet mike had already booked the room if not she couldn't have just handed a key to me.

I got to the room number, the number written on the key and made to unlock the room but found out it was already unlocked.

Hmm.

I pushed open the door gently and then got in to see her there.

"Prince charming" she called seduc3tively and immediately ran to me and embraced me.

"Vivian right?" I asked pulling her away from my body.

"Yes CB" she replied winking.

"How..."

"Oh that? Well I explained things to the receptionist, I wanted to surprise you and I can see that you're really surprised, come, I prepared something for you" she cut me in and said.

Then she cajoled me to a mini set table there, in which a bottle of wine and two glasses were on top.

She made me sit on the bed there, then she opened the drinks, decanted it into two different cups and offered one to me which I collected then took a sip from.

"How is it CB?" She inquired licking her red bl00ded lips sed3ctively.

"Its okay" I answered then dropped the cup.

"You ready?" I asked taking off my shirt.

"Always ready for you, anytime, any day" she responded then took off the linger she was putting on leaving her standing stark narked in front of me.

TBC Charlie.

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INTIMACY - MY V-IRGIN GIRLFRIEND

👟Charlie's POV👟

She cat-walked towards me with silly smiles.

I kept my eyes fixed on her big-sized b--bs and her V.

Damn, they looked so appetizing.

When she got to me, she placed one knee on the bed beside me, then bent down a bit and started k-issing me.

I reciprocated the k-iss, and she worked on my shirt; she pulled even the cap and all off.

Then you know the rest.

*

👠 Rosanna's POV 👠

We walked into the company room just in time.

The showcase was just getting started.

Tara and I sat side by side and watched the whole show.

Hours later.

"Ros, if you were asked to wish for something, what would that be?" Tara asked me as we walked down the road after the showcase.

"Um... that would be to get wealthy," I answered her.

"What about you? What would be your wish?" I asked her.

"Well, to get to be with the love of my life," she replied and placed her hands on her chest dreamily.

"Huh, and who could that be?" I inquired.

"Well, it's CB. He is really, really dreamy. Just watching his shows and watching him perform live is the best thing ever. I wish to hold him... I wish to be with him. I wish..."

She was still talking when I left her.

She must have lost it. How can she be dying for someone she barely knows? Someone that doesn't even know if she exists or not?

I know we all like him. I also like him and I find him handsome, but geez, I can never give up my pride for him, not someone like him.

I heard he has slept with a whole lot of celebrities. He even got a daughter without a wife; the girl's mom is even currently married to someone else.

Geez, I can't dream about him the way most of my colleagues do.

"Hey Ros, wait up!" I heard her scream as she ran up to me while I increased my walking pace so she would not catch up with me.

"Come on, wait up!" she half-yelled and held my arm.

"How could you be so cruel to leave me?" she asked, making a puppy face.

"Because you've finally lost it upstairs. You have lost your brains to CB," I replied, rolling my eyes.

"Come on, everything I said is true. Every damn thing I said is true. Why are you pretending as if you're a saint? I know you think about him late at night," she grinned with a dirty wink which almost made me puke.

I hit her on the head and left her there again.

She is really c-razy.

🍷 Charlie's POV 🍷

"My prince charming, you are the best," she giggled happily as I put on my clothes.

She was still lying on the bed n-aked.

I didn't reply to her until I was done.

"You are also good, but you've got to put more effort in next time," I said in a non-mocking way.

"Mike will settle you once I leave this room; he is going to come in," I told her and made to leave but paused.

Hold on.

I turned to look at her with a straight face.

"You mustn't disclose what happened between us to anyone, and don't get pregnant because I'll f-orce you to ab-ort it. So you better take care of yourself," I said sternly, then finally left.

I can't afford having another kid.

No, Ria is enough for me.

They are troublesome and hard to control.

Immediately I stepped out of the room, I saw Mike there.

I knew he also followed me here.

"Just settle her very well and make sure to warn her to take pregnancy pills. I can't afford having another child from a d-ifferent person," I said to him, then left before he could even reply.

I got out of the hotel, then to my car. Got in, then drove out.

👗 Rosanna's POV 👗

We were still cat-walking on the road when suddenly Tara screamed.

"What? What??" I asked, looking in the direction she was pointing.

"It's CB, Ros! It's CB!" she pointed to a sports car driving at a slow pace, about to divert in our direction.

I stared carefully at the car as it finally diverted, and before I could say anything to Tara, she had already left my side with speed, then ran to the incoming car. She stood in the middle of the road, which made the car stop.

It's really him.

By now, everyone around had already seen him and were rushing to his car, which had stopped.

Tara was already at the window side of the car, trying to open the door.

She is overly c-razy.

You might be wondering how we got to know that he is the one. Well, he rides this particular sports car, and the glass window was wound down, which made us see him.

A lot of people crowded the car, and for a few minutes, he remained stuck in that position until he opened the door slowly and stepped out, looking so magnificent.

"Wow," I marveled at the cute figure up ahead of me.

TBC Charlie.

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INTIMACY -- MY V-IRGIN GIRLFRIEND

(I really love him)

👗Rosanna's POV👗

More people rushed towards him, and before I knew it, they made it impossible for me to see him.

CB!!

CB!!!

Was echoing everywhere, but that didn't last long. I tried moving closer to them, to see if I could stare at him at a close range, but a car pulled over behind us, and they turned out to be his guards.

They started pushing the crowd away from him, and soon, they got into their cars and left.

"Oh my gee!!!" Tara screamed as she came towards me.

"Ros!! Ros!!!" she continued screaming, then she jumped on me, almost making us fall down.

"Those silly guards! You won't believe CB was about writing a cheque for most of us before those idiotic guards came and disrupted everything."

"All my efforts didn't really go to waste though. I got to see him! I got to stare at his delicious face! Do you know what that means, Ros?!!" she kept on screaming and dancing.

Geez, she is really happy, meaning she's crazy over him.

"Do you really like him that much?" I was forced to ask.

"Of course! I love him! I really love him," she answered, placing both hands on her chest.

I shook my head, then smiled as we continued walking.

"You're really c-razy though. Look at the way you jumped in front of his car. What if he was drunk and couldn't control the brake? Then he could have hit you," I said to her.

"Well, I'd be happy to die by his hands," she replied, giggling.

"You're really c-razy," I rolled my eyes at her then continued on my way, leaving her behind.

👟Mike's POV👟

"Charlie, are you okay at all? Why on heaven's sake would you get down from your car when the guards aren't there? Do you want to get killed by those c-razy fans?" I questioned with my eyes wide open.

"So what? I should stay stuck in the car? You want me to suffocate to death there? That was the only way, and besides, why weren't you guys close enough to stop it when they weren't that many? You arrived late, and you're here blaming me?" he asked back.

"So, you're blaming us now? Do you remember you told us off earlier? Or did you suddenly develop brain cancer?" I asked in a mocking manner.

"Hey! Are you nuts? Are you insulting me?"

"F--king get your disgusting -ass off my car right this instant!" he yelled, but I stayed where I was.

"You can yell all you want, CB. I am not getting down from this car," I replied, relaxing my head on the seat.

He huffed, then ignored me and continued driving away.

Two days later.

🍷Charlie's POV🍷

"So what are my schedules for today, Mike?" I asked, sipping from the glass of red wine in front of me.

"CB, your contract signing with DN Fashion Industry is today. Since you've agreed to be their model for a whole week, you'll have to go over there today to seal the contract with them," Mike replied.

"Today? How come it's today? I thought it was next week?" I asked, confused.

"Well yeah, your work there fully starts next week, but you've got to sign the contract first. I could have gone to seal it, but the contract requires only your signature," he answered.

"Hmm, okay. So what time is it?" I inquired.

"In an hour. Have some rest till then. One of your exes works there as a model. I heard a lot of models there are c-razy about you, so..."

"Who isn't?" I cut him in with a proud grin.

This is going to be fun. Maybe I'll be able to get another sweetheart from there; models are very attractive, I thought aloud.

"That's what you're perfect at anyway, s-crewing attractive ladies," I heard him mumble as he stepped out of my office.

👗Rosanna's POV👗

I was in the dressing room selecting a dress for my next shoot when Tara ran to me.

"This is huge, Ros! This is huge! I heard CB is going to be coming over in less than an hour to seal a deal with our company! I'm sad, I don't have a suitable dress here. What should I do? Should I borrow the company's clothes?" Tara rushed her words, making me a bit confused.

"Coming over? Why? I thought it was next week?" I inquired.

"Yes, but he has to sign some papers first, babe. What should I put on?" she answered, then started running around like a mad person.

She came back with two dresses and asked which one was more suitable. I picked one out for her, then she ran to the restroom to put on the dress.

She was not the only one in a haste to put on a dress; other models were rushing up and down changing into different dresses.

Wow! I marveled, staring as the whole place turned upside down with noise.

Close to an hour later.

Tara, who had put on a new dress, new makeup, and repacked her hair, came to me.

"He is here, Ros! He has arrived! Come, let's go see him," she said and grabbed my hand, running out of the room we were in.

My shooting is about starting, but I'll go see him for some minutes.

We got to the entrance of the building where everyone had already gathered, waiting for him to step into the building, and it didn't take long before he showed up with his guards, looking so, so adorable.

Immediately, my colleagues rushed to embrace him, but as expected, the guards didn't let them come close.

The guards kept paving the way for him to pass, and they succeeded. They got him into an elevator, and we didn't see him again.

Some people went after him using the stairs, and some waited for the elevator to reopen so they could also go up.

I sighed happily and took the second elevator to the shooting floor.

It's okay. I managed to see him two times in a week; that's okay.

He is extremely handsome. No wonder Tara and the others are c-razy about him.

He is really lucky too; for someone that makes people do c-razy things for him, he is really lucky.

Few minutes later, I arrived at my destination.

But I got to know that the shooting has been pushed to an hour later.

I sighed, then left for the restroom to ease myself and to see if my dress and makeup were still okay.

But the restroom is on the third floor.

I pressed the button, the elevator opened, and I was about to step in when I realized someone or some people were in the elevator.

I raised my head to look at them, and my heart sank deep into my stomach in shock.

I opened my mouth and stepped backward.

I can't believe who is standing in front of me.

It's... it's CB, and he was only with his manager.

His eyes remained fixed on me as I moved backward.

It's impossible. I can't possibly be in the same elevator with him.

Is this a dream or what? I thought, still frozen there.

"What are you waiting for? Aren't you getting in?" I heard a very sweet, calm voice ask, then I realized it.

He just talked to me.

What? A superstar? The world's best songwriter and musician is talking to me?

This must be a dream.

TBC Rosanna.

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INTIMACY - MY V-IRGIN GIRLFRIEND

👗Rosanna's POV 👗

"Come in, I say," I heard him say again.

"N-no... I'm... I'm..."

I sighed as I didn't know the excuse to give, then I decided to go in.

Yeah, it won't last long. It won't, I thought, reassuredly.

I walked in, then stood beside him with my heart still beating too fast.

"Which floor are you headed to?" I heard his voice again, then composed myself.

"Floor... second floor," I managed to reply.

I hugged myself and couldn't even bring myself to stare at him, although I felt his gaze on me.

Well, I wonder why he is staring at me in that manner.

The elevator kept on moving and finally got to the second floor and opened.

I jumped out of the elevator and ran all the way to the restroom.

Geez, I've started sweating.

It's not as if I committed a crime. What's wrong with me? I thought, then shook my head.

🍷Charlie's POV🍷

"Mike," I called as soon as the female model left us.

"Yes," came his reply.

"Who is she?" I questioned.

"Well, she is obviously one of the models here. Why do you ask?" he answered and asked.

"Well, nothing. I'm just asking," I responded, then we got to the final floor.

The guards were already waiting there.

When the people down here saw me, they started struggling to even get a grip of me.

Well, I've been living like this for the past 8 years. It has become familiar to me.

This kind of lifestyle.

The guards prevented them from getting close to me until we finally vacated the building.

"Wow, it's hell in there," Mike breathed out as soon as we got into the waiting van.

Then we drove off to my company.

Hours later.

I am currently in the recording room, trying to see if I could record anything, but nothing seems to be coming to my head.

Like, I can't think of anything. This is very unusual.

It's unlike me.

I can't concentrate; my mind is on something else entirely – on someone else.

I just can't stop thinking about her.

That model.

That model that used the same elevator with us. The non-c-razy girl.

But why? Why can't I stop thinking about her?

Maybe because of how she acted. Yeah, I bet it's because of that.

But why do I even care?

Hmm, maybe it's due to stress. Let me go home and rest first.

When I do, I'll be able to get my mind off her, I thought, and with that, left the company headed to my parents' house.

That's where my little Ria is. I left her at my parents' house when we went there yesterday.

Soon, accompanied by my guards, I got there but was lucky.

I didn't find anyone at home – not Mom, Dad, or Ria.

Guess they all went out together or so.

This will give me the chance to get some rest.

Yeah, I won't be bothered by any of them, so I'll be able to get my mind off that lady soon.

I went to my room, then lay down on the bed to sleep.

I closed my eyes, remained in that position for long, but couldn't sleep.

I turned to the other side of the bed, but still nothing.

There is just one thought that is still occupying my mind.

Just one thought, and it's that of the model.

I still can't stop thinking about her.

Who the hell is she?

👗Rosanna's POV 👗

"What did you just say, babe? You mean you got into the same elevator with Mr. Handsome? With Charlie Bran?" Tara exclaimed on our way home.

"Yes," I answered her.

"Then what happened next? What happened?" she asked, sounding excited.

"Nothing," I replied grumpily.

"Nothing? What do you mean nothing? You didn't hug him? Collect anything from him, like his autograph or even money? Nothing?" she sounded shocked.

"Yes, nothing, okay? I couldn't even stare at him. It was really uncomfortable," I replied to her.

"Damn!! F--k! I know he is a superstar, one of a kind, but you should have at least tried, babe! Swear, if it were me, I could have sed-uced him right there! Damn, Ros! You s-crewed up big time," she ranted.

"Yeah, continue insulting me, alright," I frowned at her.

"I'm sorry, but you disappointed me. Well, it's okay. I'll still make my move on him. He'll still come over next week; the whole of next week he'll be coming over, so it isn't too late. If you gain that kind of opportunity, you should make use of it 'cause as for me, I rock," she beamed, and I shook my head.

"Are you after his money, or do you really like him?" I was forced to ask after a while.

"Both. I'm after both, girlie," she replied, then winked at me.

🍷Charlie's POV🍷

No!! This is the height of it.

Why? Why can't I f--king think of another thing?

Why? Why? Am I going c-razy or what?

Yes, I agree she is really beautiful and attractive, but this kind of feeling I'm having right now is different.

I have had a lot of attractive and beautiful girls, but I don't think about them. I seriously don't, so what's wrong with me this time around?

What's wrong? I thought seriously as I sat up on the bed, unable to sleep.

What's it about her?

I picked up my phone from the table beside the bed and decided to search about her.

Let me find out why I seriously can't stop thinking about her.

Why I can't get her off my mind.

TBC

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INTIMACY - V-IRGIN GIRLFRIEND

👠 Rosanna's POV 👠

We got home. I took my bath, then went into the kitchen and started preparing our dinner.

Tara and I actually live in a small apartment.

I love cooking a lot, but I also love modeling.

Out of the two, I can't tell which one I love more, but I know I love them both.

I know that I haven't really introduced myself to you guys.

Well, I'm a chef and a model.

23 years of age, slim, tall. I love red a whole lot.

I have a younger brother; I'm older than him by just a year, though.

He lives with my parents far from where I am.

I love money and I want to make lots of it, but one shocking fact about me is that I value my body more than anything.

I'm actually still a v-irgin. A lot of people don't believe it, though, but it's okay.

I'm actually keeping myself for marriage. I don't want to be like other models that can give their bodies to anyone just for money.

I've actually made a promise to myself that I'll keep myself, so I strongly believe that I can do it.

Now back to reality.

"Babe? Babe??" I heard Tara call excitedly as she was approaching me in the kitchen.

"Yes," I answered.

"Oh my gosh! You can't believe this," she exclaimed as soon as she had gotten to me.

"What is it now? CB?" I asked.

"No, no, not him. It's about you, babe," she replied.

"Me?" I questioned, turning to face her.

"Yes, you! The cooking contest! You have just been accepted as one of the competitors!" she announced, and my eyes widened.

"Really?" I asked, snatching her phone from her to check it out.

And then I scrolled through their announcement to find my name there.

"Oh my geeeeeehhh! Girlfriend, I made it!!" I yelled happily, and she hugged me.

"I know you'll make me proud. You're one hell of a cook, Ros. I knew you were going to get picked," she said, smiling widely after we had disentangled from the hug.

"Really? You knew?"

"Yes. Congrats," she replied.

"Thanks, thanks. Let me continue with the meal," I told her, then returned back to what I was cooking.

🍷Charlie's POV 🍷

After searching for a long time but couldn't find her – I don't even know her name to begin with – I then decided to ask Mike to do it for me. I know he'll ask me questions, though.

"Mike, search up that girl, that model at the elevator today," I instructed through the phone, then immediately disconnected the call.

I lay back on the bed, but the door opened, disrupting my thoughts.

I turned to see Mom coming into the room.

"Mom," I called, sitting up.

"Son, how are you? I'm sorry that you couldn't find any of us. I took your daughter out on a picnic because she was complaining of loneliness."

"Okay, Mom. And where is she?" I said, then asked.

"Well, she slept off after having lots of ice cream, but Charlie, she brought up a disturbing topic when we were having the picnic," she stated.

"What did she say?" I asked, getting more interested.

"Her mom. She asked me if I know who and where her mom is. I couldn't even reply to her truthfully. What should we do?" Mom asked, and I sighed.

"I don't know," I replied sincerely.

"Can't you plead with that lady to come see her daughter?" she inquired.

"Which lady? Mom, don't even go there. That b-tch is happily married," I replied, rolling my eyes.

"I didn't say you should get back with her. Just plead with her to come over and see..."

"Mom, that's going to be worse. Once Ria sets her eyes on her, she'll yearn to see her more, like every day."

"I can't even risk losing my daughter to her. I can't risk it," I answered.

"So, what are we going to do? We can't keep ignoring her, can we?" she asked, disturbed.

"Well, we can't, but I don't know what to do either," I replied.

"Okay, why don't you introduce someone to her? Like maybe a girlfriend or so?" she suggested.

"A girlfriend? You mean I should introduce someone else to her as her mom?" I asked curiously.

"Yes, do that. At least for now," she said.

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Two days later.

👗 Rosanna's POV👗

I was busy preparing for the contest that is going to hold tomorrow.

Geez, I'm so, so excited. If I emerge as the winner, I'll be so, so happy.

I have confidence in myself that I am going to win, though. Even if no one tells me, I already know that I'm a good cook.

The money involved in it is wow. Even the popularity I'll gain is massive.

I continued cutting the tomato I am going to use when suddenly I started hearing sounds from my phone.

I went to my phone to see a new message sent by Tara, then I clicked on it and viewed it.

Babe, you won't believe this! Come over to the company now!!

Hmm, what's it again? It sounded urgent, I thought, then dropped everything I was doing, rushed to the bathroom, took my bath, and soon I was off to the company with the only car I have.

I actually got the car with my savings, though I don't really use it often. Let's say it hasn't really mastered me yet.

I drove with a little speed, and soon I got to the company.

I got down from the car and rushed in to search for her. Everything in the office seemed fine; I wonder why she sounded urgent.

I continued searching for her but was informed by one of my colleagues that she is at the rooftop.

What could she be doing there? I hope she is not in danger.

I climbed the stairs to the rooftop quickly and soon I sighted her, but she wasn't alone.

There was a guy standing with her there.

They were both facing away from me.

I paused for a few seconds, staring at them both.

Who is he? I wondered, then started walking towards them.

Tara immediately turned and saw me.

"Hey sweetheart," she beamed.

"H-hi," I replied, my eyes fixed on the guy who was still facing away from me.

"What's up? You got me running all the way here," I inquired, then spared her a stare.

"Well..." she paused, then stared at the guy, who turned to look at us.

What? Isn't he Mike? Like Mike, Charlie's manager?

How come he is here? I wondered, staring at him.

"I... I guess I'll have to leave you two," Tara said after a while, then started leaving.

"Huh, Tar..."

"Hi, I'm Mike," he cut me off before I could ask Tara to stay, then I turned my attention to him.

"Ye-yeah, hi. What can I do for you?" I questioned curiously.

🍷Charlie's POV🍷

These past days I've been thinking seriously, like more than before.

First, about the elevator lady and model. Then second, about what Mom and I discussed about getting Ria a mom – more like a fake mom, though.

I hope she forgives me in the future, but I can't just help it.

But the main problem now is, who am I going to introduce to her?

I don't want someone that is b-tchy; I need a cool lady. When it comes to my daughter, things have to change.

I don't know any lady that will play that role in my daughter's life for the main time, and that seems to be the bigger problem here.

All the ladies I've had one or few things to do with are unfortunately the same.

I don't even have friends who can do that.

It seems like a very big problem.

But then, still thinking about it, my mind went to her.

The elevator girl, the model.

She seems to be quite different from the other ladies. Like, I can't even get her off my mind, even with the pressing issue on ground.

Wait, what if I use her as Ria's fake mom, at least for now?

Hmm, that will give me a good chance to get closer to her and probably find out the very reason why I keep thinking about her.

Yeah, she's different and perfect for it, and that's the very reason I've sent Mike to go to her.

My very plan will start from there.

👠 Rosanna's POV👠

"I'm here to pass some very crucial information to you."

"I heard your name is Rosanna, right?" he inquired.

"Ye-yeah. What message is that? And from who?"

"You're to meet up with him at Land Mall Hotel," he started.

"Land Mall Hotel?" I half-yelled.

"Who the hell is that?" I found myself yelling, even if I was already suspecting who it might be.

"CB. He wants a meeting with you, and it's not actually the hotel room part, but the restaurant part, tonight by 8:00 PM," he announced.

"W-why... why would CB want to meet up with me?" I asked, trying not to sound too shocked.

"You'll find out once you get there. Remember, tonight by 8:00 PM," he replied, then started walking away.

Like, is he being serious?

CB? Tonight? Land Mall Hotel?

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INTIMACY - MY V-IRGIN GIRLFRIEND

(Dinner)

👗Rosanna's POV👗

"Girlfriend, be fast! Your hair is still not packed! It's 7:00 PM already!" Tara kept shouting as she ran up and down the house to get me a dress.

I just sat down in front of the mirror, thinking about the outing.

Why on Earth would he want to meet up with me?

Did he find me attractive and want to have me in his bed? Because I know that's the only thing he does with ladies, especially celebrities.

"Rosanna!! Come on, get up and try this dress," Tara yelled, standing behind me.

I turned and saw a red armless dress with her, one of my best dresses actually. Then I sighed, got up, collected the dress from her, and changed into it.

"Gosh Ros, what are you thinking? You have been sitting down without doing your hair all this while?" she shr-ieked, then pushed me towards the bed. I sat down, and she started working on my hair while I kept thinking.

I hope he doesn't want to get tight with me because that's a big no. But hell! How am I going to face someone like him?

How am I going to do that, and in public? I might as well faint.

"Go check yourself out in the mirror," Tara's voice disrupted my thinking. Then I stood up and went to stand in front of the mirror to check myself, and I was looking really great.

"I'm sure he is going to trip for you, girlfriend. I'm quite sure because you look so pretty. Now sit for your makeup; it's going to be light and quick because there is no more time," she kept rushing me.

🍷Charlie's POV🍷

I stood in front of the mirror with a creepy smile on my face, buttoning my shirt.

"CB, what do you seriously want with that model?" Mike, who was standing behind me, kept questioning.

"Mike, must I tell you everything? Can't I have my own privacy?" I asked.

"No, you can't," he retorted.

"Why? Why can't I?"

"Because I'm your manager, and I deserve to know every little thing you do or say," he answered.

"I'll reveal my plans, but not now, Mike," I said, then faced the mirror again and continued dressing myself while he kept giving me dangerous stares from behind.

He always wants to know every damn thing! Everything!

👗Rosanna's POV 👗

I got into my car after getting done with everything.

"Be careful, girlie, and make sure you don't lose this opportunity 'cause I know he wants something with you," Tara grinned, holding my car door.

"Okay, I've heard you. The time is far spent. Can you let me go now?" I asked, rolling my eyes.

She removed her hand from the door, and I shut it close and ignited the engine.

"Make sure you charm him with your pretty looks, alright?" she yelled to me as I drove out of the apartment.

The time is almost 8:00 PM. I hope he won't get mad that I didn't arrive earlier, I thought, then increased the speed of my car.

*

I got to Land Mall Hotel and parked inside the garage.

I sighed deeply and got down from the car. As I was about to go in, I saw one of his cars driving in.

I stood there and watched as one of his guards opened the car door for him, and he stepped out.

My mouth fell open immediately as I watched him.

Gosh, is he a human being? Why is he so handsome? I wondered, still with my mouth slightly open.

Then his eyes met mine.

He released a light smile which made my heart pound.

I don't think I can face him. What do I do? I don't think I can face him.

I averted my eyes from his direction and fixed them on the floor as his guards escorted him towards me.

Then he asked them to leave us.

"Hi Rosa," he called with a very sweet voice.

I lifted my eyes and stared into his. They were sparkling white, which made my heartbeat increase.

"H-hi Charlie," I responded.

"Sorry I arrived a bit late. So, shall we?" he said calmly and beckoned for me to go into the hotel first.

"Ye-yes," I answered and got into the hotel with him behind me.

Then a waitress took us both to the VIP lounge of the hotel's restaurant, as requested by Charlie.

*

We both sat facing each other as he sipped from the cocktail he ordered a few minutes ago.

"Are you sure you don't want this?" he asked, and I nodded affirmatively.

"I don't drink. I can only take water," I replied and heard him chuckle.

What's funny? I wondered but couldn't stare at him.

My eyes had been fixed on my legs ever since; I couldn't bring myself to stare at him.

"Alright, so can we order now?" he asked again.

"Order? What are we..."

"Aren't you going to eat anything? Of course you are. This is actually a dinner, so you have to," he cut me off.

"Oh... okay," I mouthed, still unable to stare at him.

He pressed something that looked like a bell on the table, and a waitress came in.

"What's your order, CB?" she asked, smiling.

"What would you like to take, Rosa?" he turned to me and asked.

"Well, I'd love to take... um..." I paused and thought for a while.

I seriously don't know what to say. I've forgotten everything I used to know just because of him.

"The menu can help you," the waitress said after a while of waiting, then she handed the menu to me, and I just picked out a meal randomly.

"What about..."

"Give me whatever she ordered," CB interrupted the waitress.

"Okay, I will be right back with the meal," she smiled and said, then left.

I immediately looked down at my legs but felt him staring at me.

He kept quiet. Everywhere became quiet, making the whole situation more terrible.

What is he thinking? Why is he looking at me like that? I kept thinking but couldn't even bring myself to ask him.

No, this is the height of it. I will have to ask him why he called me out.

I have to, so we can wrap things up, and I can go.

I cleared my throat, then looked up at him. Since he was staring at me, our eyes met, and I felt my heart skip.

The worst part is that he continued staring at me without blinking, and for me to stop looking at him became difficult.

Just like that, our eyes remained locked for about 5 straight minutes until the waitress, accompanied by two other waitresses, came in and served what was ordered.

"Go on," he urged me to start eating.

"Wait... CB... why did you ask to meet up with me?" I inquired.

"Because I have a very great proposal which you won't be able to reject," he answered.

"What is it? The proposal," I asked again.

"After we are done eating, I'll tell you. Let's eat," he said, then began eating slowly.

Proposal? I wonder what it is.

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INTIMACY - MY V-IRGIN GIRLFRIEND

👗Rosanna's POV 👗

After we were done eating and the table was cleared.

He faced me again and released a soft smile, which made my heart skip.

Like, it was kind of unexpected. I wonder what he really wants from me.

"I was planning on taking it slow, but I don't think I can do that anymore. I just can't," he started, making me wonder what he meant.

"Sorry? I don't get you, CB," I forced myself to say.

He adjusted himself properly, with his hands placed on the table.

"Rosanna," he called, making a very serious face, which got me more curious.

"Yes... yes," I answered.

"If you were asked to take care of my kid, would you accept?" he asked, shocking me.

"Your... your kid?" I asked, wide-eyed.

I didn't expect that from anywhere, but thank goodness it's not what I imagined it to be.

"I... I don't know, CB," I answered, with my eyes fixed on the table.

"You won't do it for free. It will come with a lot of benefits, Rosanna. Think about it," he said further, making me go into deep thought.

"B-but why me?" I suddenly asked, and he cracked a smile.

"Well, I won't beat around the bush. It's because I like you," he stated bluntly, and my heart skipped multiple times. I restricted myself from pinching myself.

It would be very embarrassing if I pinched myself to check if I'm dreaming or not.

"What?? You... you like me?" I found myself glaring at him.

Like, is he the real Charlie? The popular billionaire? Or an imposter? I wondered.

"Yes, I like you. Well, it might be more than that, but I don't know yet," he said simply.

I coughed and drank from my bottle of water that was still there.

"It's kind of weird, right? Well, I want you to think about both requests. I'll be expecting both answers by tomorrow," he continued.

My heart was still beating really fast, and I was starting to get sweaty.

How did this happen? This must be a dream, right?

Yes, there is no way this is real.

"Rosa," he called after a while of silence, and I raised my eyes to his.

"Think about it carefully. Tomorrow, let's meet, same place, same time. And this is my card in case of any emergency," he said and placed his card on the table for me.

I picked it up and stared at it with disbelief.

"Let's go. You should get home now," he cooed, standing up.

I picked up the small handbag I came with and also stood up with him, then we went out of the restaurant and to the garage where my car was parked.

"Get home safely so you can think about it. I'm expecting a positive answer, though," he smiled and said, and I only nodded.

I was surely lost for words.

I opened my car door, got in, then ignited the engine and drove out slowly from the hotel.

🍷Charlie's POV 🍷

I watched as she drove out keenly, with a smile plastered on my handsome face.

She's really beautiful, I thought, and walked to where my car was.

Mike stood in my way as I was about to enter.

"I'm afraid someone took pictures of you and her. I wasn't able to get the person on time," he stated worriedly.

"Well, it's okay," I smiled and placed my hand on his shoulder.

"But CB," he stopped me again as I was about to pass.

"What do you really want with her?" he inquired.

"You want to know? Why don't you find out everything about her for me?" I asked back.

"I just did. Heard she's one of the contestants in the Foodies and Chef competition," he revealed.

"Really? Well, make sure she wins that contest," I instructed.

"Yeah, heard she might win even without you getting involved, but I'll still make sure of that. But tell me why you want her," he kept pressuring as we got into the car together, and the driver took off.

"Let's just say I'm more than attracted to her," I replied.

"Really? So you want her this time as your girlfriend, not just a one-time s-ex partner girl?" he inquired.

"More than that, Mike. I hope she accepts," I cooed and rested my head on the seat.

👗Rosanna's POV 👗

I drove into our apartment and goodness! I found Tara waiting outside for me.

I got down from the car immediately and went to her.

"Why on Earth are you standing out here? Do you want to freeze to death? Let's go in," I said to her, and we went in together.

"I might fall asleep and won't be able to hear the gist of you and CB tonight. That's the reason I stood outside," she replied, and I shook my head.

Gosh, she surely wants to know everything.

"Okay then, I'll explain everything that happened," I started, then explained everything to her.

She exclaimed immediately and jumped up.

"Really? Oh my gosh, that's really nice."

"I know I really like CB, but it's nice hearing that he likes you. So he wants you to be the mother of his child or babysit his daughter for him?" she inquired, and I nodded.

"Wow girlfriend, you're so lucky! I wish I was in your shoes. Please promise me you won't let go of this opportunity, alright?" she said, and I managed to nod.

Right now, I'm still in doubt.

I don't know what to even think, but tonight I'll give it a long thought because I have till 8:00 PM tomorrow to accept or reject his proposal.

"Let me go in and rest, babe," I cooed, standing up.

"Yeah, go on. Goodnight," she yelled to me as I went to my bedroom.

🍷 Charlie's POV 🍷

I got to Ria's room and walked to her bed without making much sound so she wouldn't wake up from her sleep.

It's been a long day. She surely needs someone by her side.

I hope pretty Rosa accepts the proposal; it'll really mean a lot, I thought, and fondled with her hair before leaving her room.

Next day.

👗 Rosanna's POV 👗

I got to the modeling company the next day with Tara and noticed all eyes on me.

I don't know why, though, but they all seemed to be talking about me.

"Babe, what is happening? Seems they are all staring at you," Tara asked, and before I could open my mouth to say a thing, one of our colleagues ran up to us.

"You're really lucky, Ros! I can't believe CB had dinner with you last night!" she said, eyeing me.

"What??" I found myself shouting.

There was no reporter or anything yesterday, so how come they are talking about it? I wondered.

"It's all over social media," she further said and showed us her phone.

Tara and I stared at each other, and I sighed.

Just one dinner. I'm becoming more popular with just one dinner with a superstar.

This is awesome.

*

I got to the restroom and entered one of the toilets to ease myself when I started hearing two different female voices.

"It's obvious CB wants to use her too. I mean, that's CB for you. Or he might just get her pregnant and later pay her off," one of the voices said.

"Yeah, what else... everyone knows CB, but she's really lucky to be chosen, though. It's a thing one can die for," the second voice said.

"Yeah, I bet she gave in her best for CB to notice her the last time he came. She's really lucky," the voices continued saying until I stopped hearing them.

I concluded that they were out already, and I came out to wash my hands.

I stared at myself in the mirror and sighed.

I really don't want people to think I'm his next s-crew girl.

I guess I'll just have to reject his proposal, no matter what. I have my dignity to keep.

Yes, I think that's what I'm going to do. I'll just have to reject him, I concluded in my mind, then brought out my phone and texted him.

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INTIMACY - MY V-IRGIN GIRLFRIEND

(Rejection)

👠 Rosanna's POV 👠

Immediately I dropped my phone, it started ringing.

I picked it up, and he was the one on the line.

📱 "Let's meet up like we planned," his voice rang out, and then the call ended.

I sighed and dropped the phone.

Well, I didn't text him the answer. I just texted him that I was ready to give him a reply.

I felt it was better telling him face to face so he'll know how serious I am.

🍷Charlie's POV 🍷

I dropped the call, and my eyes fell on Mike, who had been with me in the recording room.

"Mike, I'm kind of feeling weird about this," I told him.

"Why?"

"Because I expected her to give it a long thought, but she already has an answer," I replied.

"So? Girls are like that. Am I the one to educate you on them? Which lady in her right senses will refuse the offer? Except well..."

"Except what?" I asked when he stopped halfway.

"Well, except nothing. But I haven't seen that kind of lady before. They would be very rare, if at all they exist, and those kinds should be made to stay with you at all costs. Like considering..."

"What exactly are you saying, Mike? You're making me nervous," I cut him off.

"I'm sure she is going to accept. No need for long talks," he replied, and I nodded.

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A lot of hours later.

The time is currently 7:45 PM.

I decided to go alone to the hotel for the dinner with Rosanna. It took a lot of effort and bribing for the guards not to follow me.

I drove at a high speed and soon I got to the hotel to surprisingly see her standing in front of the hotel.

I quickly got down from the car and went to her.

"Hey," I called, and her eyes met mine.

"Why are you standing outside? You should have gone in. Let's go..."

"No, Charlie. I want to leave now. I have a contest to prepare for. I want to tell you my answer here. I'm sorry for acting like this," she rushed her words, surprising me even more.

Truly, no one has ever acted like this towards me. No lady.

"Alright then, you can go ahead," I gave her the go-ahead to talk.

"Charlie, I'm sorry, but I don't think I'm the right person. How can I be? You should look for someone better. I am not fit for the position of both..." she paused and sighed.

"...your girlfriend and your daughter's mom," she completed her sentence, which made me scoff.

Like, I felt bad a little about it. I suspected something like this after her text, but she just proved my suspicions.

Like, did she just reject me? It's really shocking.

"I'm sorry about that. You should find someone better. I'll get going now," she added and started leaving in a haste, but I stopped her.

"What makes you think you aren't fit for it?" I questioned, and she stopped walking but didn't turn to stare at me.

"I'm sorry, but I got to go," she said instead, which left my mouth open.

Never in my life have I experienced something like this. A very bad rejection.

I watched as she got into the car she came with, and then she drove out of the hotel.

"Ahhhhh!! It's CB!!" I heard screams behind me but didn't even bother to turn back or anything.

Right now, I need to get my head straight. I can't seem to process the whole thing well.

I got into my car and drove out of the hotel too before anyone could get to me.

👗 Rosanna's POV 👗

I drove out of the hotel but immediately parked on the roadside and then placed my hands on my fast-beating chest.

Did I really do that? I did it. I rejected both his offer and him.

I can't believe it.

I had been practicing the way I was going to face him and say it straight without stuttering or something, and I did it.

Oh gosh! Hope he is not going to get mad, though.

It must have come as a big shock because the face he pulled when I rejected him was as if I was speaking a foreign language.

I placed my head on the steering wheel and continued panting.

At one point, I thought I wouldn't be able to do it.

Tara is going to get really mad at me for sure because what I'll tell her is not what she's expecting.

Slowly, I ignited my car engine and started driving to the apartment we lived in.

I really need to practice for the upcoming contest that's just coming up next week.

The whole of next week I'll be really busy, and CB is going to be modeling for the company same next week.

Thank goodness I won't get to see him because I won't be around. It will be really weird seeing him, honestly.

*

I got home, and as expected, Tara bombarded me with thousands of questions, but I only told her one thing.

"Tara, I rejected him, and right now I don't need disturbance, okay?" I replied and left for my room.

She didn't say any other thing again, and I bet she must have been so shocked.

🍷Charlie's POV 🍷

I poured a large quantity of v-odka into my drinking glass.

I didn't mind the fact that I was getting drunk already.

Like, it's still unbelievable to me that she rejected me.

I can't seem to comprehend the feelings I'm having right now.

Like, I felt st-abbed. Like a feeling of betrayal I know I'm not supposed to feel.

If it's concerning Ria, I can still get another person if I search, but I guess my heart is too wounded.

I guess I'll have to deal with it like this. I'll have to accept the fact that I got rejected for the first time.

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INTIMACY - MY V-IRGIN GIRLFRIEND

😄Writer's POV 😄

Days ran by quickly with Charlie trying to get over his rejection and Rosanna trying to get her head straight and concentrate on the fast-approaching contest.

And then the day came, the day of the contest.

All the contestants did their very best, but of course, Rosanna emerged the winner.

Immediately she became very popular; her name was all over social media, a lot of people that didn't know her got to know her.

Different modeling companies asked her to sign a deal with them; companies and different brands used her as their model.

She became extremely busy, going from one television show to an interview on the Radio.

People got to recognize her and her perfect beauty, but what she still didn't know is that Charlie was actually involved in her success.

Of course, without Charlie, she could have emerged as the winner, the first or second runner-up, but with Charlie's connection, she was just awarded the winner without much thinking.

Charlie, on the other side, modeled as signed throughout for the company Rosanna works in for a whole week but didn't set his eyes on her. He didn't really bother because he knew the reason behind her absence in the company.

Every day, Charlie found himself staring at her on TV. He couldn't still get her off his mind, no matter how hard he tried.

It was as if he was charmed by her.

Then, taking Mike's advice again, he decided to ask her out for the second time.

It was just a simple lunch which Rosanna, of course, agreed to reluctantly because of Tara.

Charlie didn't make any moves at first but later revealed his interest.

Rosanna wasn't too shocked, but she still stood her ground and rejected him. Now that she had become really popular, every little thing she did tended to come out on social media, so not wanting to stain her name or give people reason to call her a b-tch, she again turned him down.

But Charlie wasn't convinced; he was now determined to get her and currently, he is planning on asking her out for the third time.

🍷Charlie's POV 🍷

I stood in front of the few board members who were currently disclosing the situation of one of Dad's companies.

"So Mr. Bran, we need a few more employees in that branch because the work..."

The one speaking stopped because my phone started ringing.

I brought it out from my trouser pocket to see that it was one of Ria's nannies.

Why is she calling? I wondered and picked the call.

📱 "Hello."

📲 "Hello sir."

📱 "Yes, why are you calling?"

📲 "Sir, it's Ria. She... she is not feeling too good, and she refused treatment, saying she wants to see you."

📱 "What? My daughter is sick??"

📲 "Ye-yes sir," came the reply.

📱 "Hope Doc William is there with you?"

📲 "Yes, he is, and he said she might be running a temperature considering how hot her body is."

📱 "Make sure you guys remain there with her. I'll be there soon."

I ended the call, then faced the board members.

"I guess we'll have to continue next time. I got to go now," I said in a rush.

"But... Mr. Bran," one of them tried protesting, but I was out already.

I got down to the garage, and luckily the guards were there beside the car. They opened the car for me, and I got in.

"Be fast. I want you to get home in fifteen minutes," I told my driver, and he nodded and drove out of the company without wasting time.

Minutes later, we got home despite the little traffic we encountered on the way.

I got down from the car and rushed to her room to see her lying on one side of the bed.

Doc William was there with her two nannies and a few other maids.

"Ria," I called and lifted her up.

"Why don't you want to take medication, huh!? You want to get hospitalized, huh? And how come she is at home by now?" I asked, referring to one of her nannies in the last sentence.

"Sir, she came back an hour after we took her to school," one of them replied.

"Sweetheart, what is it? Why don't you want to take medication?" I asked her for the second time.

Truly, her temperature seemed to be acting up.

She didn't even stare at my face; she kept staring at her doll, which she held tightly.

"Baby, look at me. Why are you like this?" I asked, getting more worried.

I don't understand why she is acting like this.

A tear rolled down her eyes instead, and I turned to stare at her nannies and the rest.

"You all should leave us. Doc, you can leave. I'll come over to your hospital with her," I instructed, and they all left, shutting the door behind them.

"Ria, did something happen at school?" I inquired with the calmest voice ever, and she sniffed.

"I promise if you tell me, I'm going to solve it no matter what. Just spill it," I urged.

"Why am I the only one that doesn't have a mommy, Dad?"

"All my classmates have. Their moms pick them up from school after closing hours, not some nannies," she started in tears.

"Ria, I thought..."

"No! I won't listen to you anymore, Dad! I want a mom! I deserve one too!" she cut me off and stated firmly.

"Okay, I promise I will look into..."

"No! I want one now!!" She cut me off the second time, escaped from my arms, and ran out of her room.

I sighed and ruffled my hair.

Raising a kid is damn difficult, but of course, I'm looking into it.

It's just that it's not working out as expected, and I seriously don't want someone that's after my money to act like her mom.

It's really high time I act differently. Maybe by being sincere about her or something, she might end up accepting me.

Maybe she thinks I only want to use her like other ladies. It's high time I make her realize that's not my main aim.

Yeah, I should act towards changing her mind tonight.

INTIMACY - MY V-IRGIN GIRLFRIEND

(Meeting up)

👗Rosanna's POV 👗

I dropped my phone down after receiving the reminder text from CB.

He wants us to meet up this night.

Am I ready to face him again? I'm seriously tired of rejecting him. I so much want to give him a chance now, seeing how he didn't stop coming, but not now.

I wish he could just understand and let me be for now. I'll need to give it a little bit of thinking too.

Not now. I wish he would ask in maybe a month's time, but not now. I don't think I can give him a chance even now.

I sat down on the couch in the sitting room and continued sipping from my raspberry juice when the door burst open and Tara showed up.

"Hey babe," she smiled as she approached me.

"Hi, you're back already?" I inquired, sitting up.

"Yeah, it didn't really take long," she replied and sat facing me.

"So, how are you preparing for tonight's outing with CB? Hope you aren't going to act your usual self, 'cause I won't forgive you this time around," she cooed.

"Are you even sure he wants to ask me out again?" I inquired, rolling my eyes.

"It's obvious. Seriously, he is into you real well. I've never heard of him being stuck up on a lady before," she responded.

"Well, that's because no lady has ever rejected him," I answered back.

She glared at me for a while and looked up.

"You are doing this because you know he is really interested in you, right? You're making him suffer unnecessarily. For goodness sake, Ros, accept him!" she yelled at the last part.

"Tara, you know what? I am not ready to argue with you over CB's matter. I am not making him suffer unnecessarily either," I said, standing up.

"I'll just leave you to have some sleep before I leave for the dinner," I added and left with my raspberry juice.

Ever since I rejected CB from the first day, I've not had peace.

She's always p-issing me off. It's not that I'm really doing it to make him suffer the way she's putting it, too.

I guess it's because she loves him so well that's why she's always concerned about him.

I'd wished he liked her instead with the way she's always reacting to things concerning him.

My recent meetings and all with CB have always popped up on social media.

A lot of people comment things that aren't even happening, disg-usting and discouraging things about CB s-crewing me and all that.

Heavens know I'm still a v-irgin and I plan on keeping it, at least till my wedding night.

One of my strong reasons for rejecting him in the beginning, but I'm starting to think otherwise as he still continues showing interest.

What if I accept him? Will it be possible not to have s-exual intercourse?

I don't even think that will happen. I'm honestly a little bit afraid of that.

Once I accept him, it's bound to happen.

I got to my room and decided to check what's happening on the internet.

I logged in to my Instagram account and continued scrolling down till I got to one of CB's recent posts.

"Still chasing her."

It got millions of comments on it. I continued scrolling down his posts till I got to one of his old posts.

Pictures he took with his four-year-old pretty daughter. She's really beautiful and adorable.

It could be a very nice thing playing mom to her, the best thing actually, but I'm still considering myself. My dignity.

I did a little research and found out a lot about her mom.

Her married mom.

CB actually had a one-night stand with her, and she got pregnant for him. She collected millions from him for ab-ortion and didn't ab-ort the baby.

She actually left for Mexico, gave birth to her, then returned with the girl and presented her to the father, which is CB.

CB was beyond shocked but got more shocked when he realized she had already gotten married to a man she actually really loved. She used the money CB gave to her for ab-ortion and built up her beloved husband.

Well, CB had no option but to accept the six-month-old baby, then he raised her himself up till date.

Well, some rumors stated that he had a lot of things with the lady, while some rumors stated that it was only a one-night stand.

Whichever way, the real deal is that he got a daughter with her.

After searching the net for long, I dropped the phone and slept off.

*

I opened my eyes, and it was already 7:45 PM.

"Sh-t!" I cussed and dragged myself out of bed.

I won't be able to make it by 8:00 PM. No way, and Tara couldn't even call me.

Guess she is angry with me.

I picked up my phone and texted him that I wouldn't be able to make it at 8, then I shifted it to 9:30 PM.

Then immediately I started preparing. I firstly ran to the bathroom, then did the necessary, came out and rubbed lotion and cream.

Put on a black dress which had my back exposed. It is a free black gown.

One of a kind.

I didn't apply much makeup, then I ran out with my blue purse, out to the garage.

In case you don't know, one of the prizes given to me for winning the Foodie Chef competition is a black Lamborghini, latest model.

I opened it, got in. Before speeding off, I checked the time to realize that it was already after 9.

"Damn! Damn!!" I cussed repeatedly as I sped off into the highway.

INTIMACY - MY V-IRGIN GIRLFRIEND

(Drunk)

👗Rosanna's POV 👗

I got into the restaurant to see that he was already seated, waiting for me.

I couldn't find anyone around here; guess he reserved the whole restaurant like he did last time.

I walked up to the table he was seated on and sat facing him.

"Hi, I'm... sorry for arriving late. I didn't know when I overslept," I cooed, my gaze low.

"It's okay, I haven't been here too long," he said with a soft smile.

My shyness has reduced; I'm no longer that shy, though still a bit shy.

He is Charlie Bran, after all.

"So, what would you like to have?" he inquired.

"Um... I'll go for chicken Alfredo pasta and an orange juice," I answered, then he nodded.

At the snap of his fingers, two waiters ran up to our table. In case you're wondering, we aren't in Land Mall restaurant this time but a different one.

"You should take something good as a drink, though. What's with the orange juice?" he raised his brows and asked.

"Well, I don't take alcoholic drinks," I replied, and he pulled a puzzled face.

"Chicken Alfredo pasta for two," he said to the waitress.

"A bottle of v-odka and um..." he looked at me.

"Orange juice," he finally said, and they both nodded and left.

He focused his attention on me, and I lowered my gaze again.

"I won't wait for too long, Ros. I will go to the main reason why I called you out again," he started, and I gulped hard, getting really nervous.

I knew he was going to head here, but I couldn't help but feel nervous about it.

"You might think I just want to use you like the rumors say, but you don't have to listen to those rumors 'cause they are all lies. For the first time in my life, I'm being really sincere. I'm really sincere about you. I don't plan on using you, so...."

His voice trailed off immediately the waitress arrived with our order.

I kept my gaze low till they finished serving.

"You can eat," I heard him voice out.

I raised my eyes to the pasta, picked up the fork beside it, and started eating.

Biting the pasta slowly and supporting it with my orange juice.

While he ate his and drank seriously from the v-odka.

After a while, we were done, and he moved back to what he was saying, but I shut him up by cutting in.

"CB, I believe all you've said, but you see, I am not just ready for anything yet. I'm sorry. I don't want to get your hopes up or sound rude, but I think you should drop it here. I'm truly sorry about it."

"I pray you find someone to take care of your kid since it's urgent. I'm sincerely sorry for turning you down again," I replied, staring him in the face.

He was surely disappointed; that disappointment and painful look was there, but what can I do?

I've realized his sincerity, but I wish he could wait. If I tell him to wait, I might later change my mind, so that's why I don't want to get his hopes up.

"I'll contact you personally, CB, if there is anything," I added, then stood up.

"I'll get going now," I said without staring at him, then I left the restaurant in a haste.

I got into my car, drove a few meters away, then stopped.

After about twenty minutes, I continued driving, driving through a road where cars don't usually follow.

I feel really bad about what I did. I feel like going back to him. I feel like hugging him. I want to tell him yes, I'll be your girlfriend and mother of your kid, but I just can't.

I feel bad that he is like that. I can't honestly believe I left him in that state, I thought as I drove slowly down the lonely road.

🍷 Charlie's POV 🍷

Already getting tipsy, I scoffed and stood up from the seat a few minutes after Rosanna just walked out on me.

I got into my car still with my bottle of v-odka. Yes, I took it with me.

Again. It's happened again.

I got rejected thrice by one person, I thought and chuckled.

I'm obviously losing my senses.

Today Mike, my driver, and guards aren't with me. I paid them off handsomely.

I paid them to let me be today.

I drove out of the restaurant slowly, driving with one hand and drinking with the other hand.

I wasn't even seeing clearly on the road, but I was sure I could get home.

I started off, about to take a turn, but sighted her car; she was just ahead of me.

I turned towards her direction in a haste and started following her.

She wasn't moving fast, and the roads were empty of people.

I continued drinking from the v-odka, getting more tipsy as I did, but I cared less.

This rejection is like a k-iller. It hurts real bad.

I continued following her up even if I didn't know the reason myself; it felt like I had to.

👗 Rosanna's POV 👗

I saw a familiar car following me but wasn't sure about it.

I continued driving and driving, and after a while, the car moved ahead of me and stopped in front of the road, thereby stopping me from moving.

I halted and got down immediately.

"Hey! What the hell do you think you're doing?" I had to scream at whoever it was.

Then, surprisingly, Charlie stepped out of the car with a bottle of the drink he was drinking at the restaurant.

For some reason, I moved back a little bit, away from him.

He looks wasted.

He rubbed his eyes, then staggered towards me. I kept moving back till I got to my car.

"Cha... Charlie?" I called, getting scared, scared of his state.

"Hi princess," he said and chuckled like there was something funny.

He got closer to me and stopped, then rubbed his eyes again.

"I got you now, didn't I?" he sounded really drunk.

"You're... you're drunk. You should head back..."

I was trying to advise when he got closer to me.

"I really liked you. It's actually more than like. I think I'm in love with you, but see what you did to me," he said, sounding so depressed, but instead, he laughed.

Tears gathered up my eyes as I stared at him. I should have just accepted him.

This is not the person I watch on TV, definitely.

He took a step closer to me again, and I quickly opened my car door and got in.

This place is really deserted. I think I need to call someone to come pick him up.

I reached for my phone and was about to search my contacts when he also got into the car, and my heart skipped a beat.

"What... what are you doing?" I asked, getting more scared.

I quickly moved from the passenger's seat, then to the back seat, but I found him crawling after me.

My hand was still on the phone, and I fearfully dialed just any number, but the phone fell from my hand when he also followed me to the back seat.

INTIMACY - MY V-IRGIN GIRLFRIEND

(Please...stop)

😍Writer's POV 😍

Rosanna shook and watched CB. She didn't know what to do anymore.

She watched Charlie draw closer to her.

"Cha... Charlie," she stuttered his name but didn't know what else to say.

He got hold of her dark long hair and sniffed the scent. She stayed cuddled up and continued watching him as he pulled closer and closer.

Then his lips met her skin; he k-issed and sucked on her skin like he had been denied it for long.

"Cha... Charlie," she found herself stuttering his name for the second time.

"Pl-ease," she begged as if knowing what he could do to her in that state, but unfortunately, the real Charlie was far gone; the v-odka was the one doing all this.

Slowly, he made to undress her, but she held onto her clothes tightly.

"No... don't do this," she pleaded again, tears spilling from her eyes.

She was helpless. People get stronger whenever they are drunk, so she knew she surely couldn't escape even if she tried to run.

Where would she even run to in that deserted area?

He had her cornered real well.

Charlie succeeded in f-orcefully yanking her gown down to her abdomen.

In another minute, her bra was off, and she was half n-aked.

Charlie fondled with her middle-sized b--bs. Hell, they were so soft, and it felt good touching them.

Rosanna bit her bottom lip and shut her eyes as the feeling of what he was doing overwhelmed her.

She felt pleasure she had never felt before, but she was extremely scared, scared of where he was headed.

Charlie k-issed her br-east line down to her abdomen, then again succeeded in pulling away her dress.

Now her fears increased. They increased when she saw him undressing himself.

"No!! Charlie, please don't do this! I promise I will accept, please don't f-orce it!" she pleaded and tried running away this time, but he pulled her back without much effort. He had really gotten stronger, probably because of the v-odka.

In that small space, he had her legs spread open and without wasting time, he yanked her p-anties off and f-orced himself into her.

She screamed immediately she felt him coming into her.

She screamed with all her strength for him to leave her, but she was only wasting her damn time and strength.

Then, not too fast or too slow, he started thr-usting in and out of her.

She gripped onto the car door as she felt agonizing pain in her V.

Then the thr-usts became fast and rough.

"Please... stop..." she continued pleading, her tears spilling like rainfall.

"Stop... it... you're hurting me," she cried, but nothing. It was as if she was talking to a brick wall.

After a while, she stopped crying. She already felt her hymen cut. She was no longer a v-irgin, so why the stress?

Charlie had her the way he wanted. Being the kind of womanizer he was, 30 minutes of s-ex didn't even satisfy him.

So he continued drilling her until he got really exhausted, or should we say the d-evil using him that time got satisfied. By the time he stopped, it was already 12:34 AM the next day.

When he finally pulled out of her, she had lost her strength and senses.

She couldn't do more than cry. Then picking up his v-odka drink, he left her there.

Next day.

👠 Tara's POV👠

"Doctor, how is she?" I inquired the doctor who just came out from Rosanna's ward.

"She is going to be okay. As you have said, she was r-aped, and she sustained injuries, but they aren't that much."

"She should be okay in the next 5 hours," he replied.

"You can go in and see her," he added, then left.

I sighed and opened her ward door, then got in. I wonder how it all happened.

She had dialed my number yesterday. I was a bit reluctant to pick it because she really annoyed me, but I picked the call anyway but couldn't hear anything.

But I continued listening. I started hearing her faint voice; I heard when she was pleading with someone.

I didn't really understand the real thing that was happening until I heard her call Charlie's name, then she screamed afterward. That was when I knew that something was up.

I left the house immediately, tracking the call to know where she was. Then when I finally got there, I saw her lying tiredly inside her car.

She had already been r-aped. It's really unbelievable.

Why on Earth would Charlie r-ape her? Did she perhaps reject him again, and he used that anger to sleep with her?

I just don't know, but I brought her to the hospital anyway.

I got in and met her awake.

I sat down beside her on the bed and touched her.

"Girlfriend, I'm really sorry about this. Charlie really did this to you?" I apologized then asked, but was answered by her sniffing.

She has been crying ever since.

"Ros, you have to speak...."

I was still saying when my phone started ringing, and I picked it up. It was one of our work colleagues.

📱 "Hello," I mouthed.

📲 "Please don't tell me it really happened! Did CB really f-orce himself on Ros, or is the video trending online Photoshopped?" I heard her say.

I brought the phone down from my ear in shock, then went online and was more shocked.

What the hell? A trending video about Charlie and Ros.

It showed Charlie holding a drink and approaching Ros, then he followed her into the car and...

The phone almost fell from my hand.

No... this is c-razy! Who is the b-astard that uploaded this? Ros will really die if she sees this video.

Oh no!

Who is the b-astard!!?? Everything has gotten really messed up.

I stared at Ros, who is still lying on the hospital bed, cuddled up.

Oh, my friend! This video is worse than the real thing.

I wonder what she is going to do now.

INTIMACY - MY V-IRGIN GIRLFRIEND

(Seeking for her forgiveness)

🍷 Charlie's POV 🍷

I opened my eyes slowly but covered my face from the rays of sun coming in through the window.

I winced and slowly got up but flinched when I noticed Mike standing there.

"Hey, what are you doing here? Why are you in my room?" I inquired and rubbed my eyes.

He took a few steps towards me and stopped.

"What the hell happened? How did I get home last night?" I questioned, standing up to get a bottle of water.

"Don't you remember anything?" he inquired, following me till I got to the fridge inside my room.

I opened the fridge, brought out a bottle of water, and gulped a little out of it.

"What happened?" I asked and fixed the brim of the water bottle in between my lips when last night's memories started coming into my head.

I brought down the water bottle immediately. With my eyes wide open, I turned to Mike.

"What happened?" I half-yelled, afraid of what I remembered.

"If you're acting this way, that means you already recalled what you did last night," he replied simply, and the bottle slipped from my hand.

"No, it's a lie! My memory has to be wrong!" I shook my head.

"It's true, CB. The news is all over the place. You f-orced yourself on Rosanna last night," he added to my fear.

"No! It's not possible! I didn't know any of those!" I denied.

Then he brought my phone closer to me.

"Do you mind logging into any of your social media accounts then? Because I don't understand the reason why I would lie about such things. You clearly remembered it too. I didn't f-orce that memory into your head," he said with a strict tone.

My heart sank into my chest.

Oh my... did I really do that? Why?

Why did I do it? I questioned myself as I went to the bed slowly and sat on it.

"Oh no..." I mumbled, not knowing what to think or do anymore.

"And the worst is... it turns out that she is a v-irgin. Most of your fans are so angry at you," he added.

"But why didn't you stop me? Why was I not stopped?" I half-yelled, feeling really bad.

"Don't you remember you made us leave you yesterday? None of us followed you like we used to because you really bribed us. Who could have thought you could do such a thing in one night?" he scolded.

"But... but how is she? I mean, where is she?" I asked, staring at him.

"She is in a hospital, where she is being treated," he answered.

"Oh no... I'm... sure she hates me now. How could I make everything worse? What got into me?" I kept asking myself.

"What should I do, Mike? You've got to help me. I can't have her hating me," I said with pleading eyes.

"Like I've said before, a lot of your fans are so angry at you. First, you'll start by apologizing to her, and second, by apologizing to the general public," he stated.

"The public is not my problem. I've seriously got to see her," I retorted.

"Of course, but there is a little problem," he said.

"What is it?" I inquired.

"A lot of reporters, should I say millions of reporters, are gathered at the gate, ready to k-ill anyone that steps out of here with questions," he explained, and I sighed.

"Then how do I get out? I need to get out of here."

"Well, luckily your father has employed more guards to help prevent the reporters from breaking down the gate. And one more thing... the cops came," he said.

Of course, it's expected. They're bound to come, but they aren't my problem.

"Your father again paid them off. It took a while and millions, but they left anyway," he added.

"But... Mike, how come everyone knows about this? I can remember a little that there wasn't a single soul on the street, so how did it happen?" I asked.

"Well, there was a surveillance camera there and... one of the people in charge..."

"Surveillance camera?" I cut him in.

"Yes, the person released the video online. We are currently tracking the individual down," he stated.

"Okay, but I still need to get out of here. I need to see her," I reminded.

"I know. I'm going to look for a way to distract them. I will drive out with one of your cars and two other cars from behind. The reporters will tend to run after your car, which will make it possible for you to sneak out through the back door with just a car," he explained, and I nodded.

"Good, get on with it," I urged, and he left.

I went into the bathroom and quickly took my bath with my heart pounding.

Gosh, I'm really scared. I've never been this scared before.

How could I have done that to her?

I can hear her voice in my head, asking me to stop.

Why didn't I stop? Why? I'm such an idiot.

Did I do this because she rejected me a third time?

I really like her, but I've just made her hate me.

I usually solve problems with money. I know even money can't deal with this stuff. I'll have to try my best so she will forgive me, even if it's the last thing I do.

I will keep trying. I will try not to mess up the way I did last night.

I got out to my room, put on a new dress, and came out to the sitting room.

Mike left with my car, which distracted the crowd, then I took the backyard route out.

I unlocked my phone, checked for the name of the hospital, and saw the name.

My dad's private hospital.

I drove at a high speed and got there in no time.

There were reporters and a little crowd outside the hospital.

I brought out my black face cap which I took and put it on. Then I adjusted my sweater to cover my face, tucked my hands into my trouser pocket, and stepped down from the car.

With my head bent, I walked into the hospital. The crowd didn't bother to look at me; they probably thought I was just some random guy.

I didn't stop at the receptionist's office but headed straight to my dad's doctor's office. He revealed her ward number to me, and I started searching for the number. As I walked, my heartbeat increased in fear and nervousness.

I don't know how she is going to react seriously, but I hope she forgives me someday.

Then finally, I stopped in front of her ward, which was guarded by two different guards.

They made to stop me from entering, but luckily the ward door opened, and her friend came out. Not that I knew her very well, but when I searched up about Ros, I came to understand that they are best friends.

"Who are you?" she asked, glaring at me.

"I need to see Rosanna," I replied instead, changing my voice.

She stared at me suspiciously.

"Are you one of those reporters? If yes, then I'm afraid you can't see her. She doesn't even want visitors," she folded her hands and said. The guards were still ready to drag me away.

I looked right and then left to realize there weren't any incoming people, then I pulled down the cap, which revealed my face.

Her mouth fell open immediately.

"CB!!" she shr-ieked and placed her hands on her mouth.

"Yes. Now can you let me see her?"

INTIMACY - MY V-IRGIN GIRLFRIEND

👠Tara's POV 👠

I didn't expect to see Charlie. I thought it was some random guy or even a reporter that wanted to sneak into her ward room.

"Yes. Now can you let me see her?" he requested.

"Um... I... I'll go talk to her first about it, CB. Let me ask her," I replied to him and immediately opened the ward door and got in.

I went to sit beside Rosanna. Though she is no longer crying, she still has that dull face on. She hasn't spoken anything about the incident, and I, in turn, haven't told her about the leakage of the video to the general public.

"Ros," I called.

She didn't blink or even turn to look at me, but I continued.

"C... C..." I found it hard calling his name since he is the very reason she is this way. I really pity her.

"CB is here. Should I let him in?" I finally spilled out.

At the mention of CB, her brows raised to stare at my face, but in a very dangerous way. Immediately, I could tell that she didn't want to see him.

I stood up.

"I'll go tell him that you are sleeping," I said and left.

I got to the door but found it hard opening it. How do I lie to him? Will he notice? I wondered but opened it reluctantly.

"Um... She is sleeping and..."

"She doesn't want to see me," he cut me off, and I gulped.

"No... no... she's just..."

"If she was asleep, you could have let me know the moment I requested to see her 'cause you just came out from her ward," he cut me off again, putting me in a tight corner.

He is not only handsome. He is smart.

"Ye-yes, she doesn't want to see you," I replied coyly, and he nodded.

"I knew it would be difficult anyway, but I'll still earn her forgiveness," he said softly before turning back.

For a second, I pitied him too. He has always been rejected; maybe that's why he did it out of depression.

I watched him as he disappeared through the hospital corridor. I sighed, opened the ward door, and got back in.

I noticed her mood changed a bit. She looked duller than ever.

I hope she gets over it on time.

She has lots of deals with companies. Lots of endorsement deals. She can't afford to miss this opportunity that will make her really wealthy.

🍷 Charlie's POV 🍷

I got outside the hospital, totally forgetting to put on my face cap.

I forgot because I couldn't get my mind off her. It pains so much that she doesn't want to see me, but I don't blame her; I blame my stupid self.

How could I be so foolish to do that to her? Even if I was drunk, I shouldn't have. I should have just headed straight to my house and dealt with the rejection the way I've always done.

I shouldn't have done that. I just shouldn't have. I'm so mad at myself. If there is a way I can just avenge her, I will just do it, but that means hurting my own self.

"Isn't that CB?" I heard voices ask, and I raised my head to stare at the crowd there.

Immediately, they started rushing towards me, taking pictures with their cameras.

I was quick to rush to my car and got in but got stuck. They blocked the way.

I quickly brought out my phone and called Mike.

I instructed him to come with the guards, then I ended the call and placed my hands on the wheels. I rested my head on my hands in sadness and depression.

The crowd kept hitting and trying to get my attention, but I tried to remove my mind from my surroundings.

Just 20 minutes later, the guards arrived. They helped in moving the crowd away, and I drove off immediately.

I got home and made to head to my room straight but was stopped by Ria.

"Dad, what is happening? I can't go to school! Why are a lot of people outside the gate?" she questioned, but I was nowhere near ready to say anything to her.

I'm afraid I might scare her even more. I turned to look at Mike, who was just coming in after me.

"Can you just help in telling her anything?" I asked, and even before he could say anything, I left for my room.

"Dad! Dad!!" she kept calling, but I couldn't turn back to look at her.

After some minutes, Mike got into my room.

"Mike," I called immediately.

"Can you take Ria later to the mansion I bought for her months ago? I don't want her here for now. Take her there; at least it will distract her a bit," I requested.

"But... you bought it as a gift for her, for her birthday gift which is just two weeks away," he said.

"I know. Just do it. I'll look for something else to gift her with," I snapped.

"Okay. Anyway, I just received a text that the man that leaked the video out has been caught. He is being brought here and in..."

He stopped talking when we heard a knock at the door. He went to answer it, then he came back.

"The man has been brought here, and he is in the basketball court," he stated.

"He? You mean the b-astard?"

"Yes," he confirmed.

I got up immediately and left for the court.

I got there to see him on his knees; about three guards were with him. One was holding a torture rod, an electric one.

"Give that to me." I stretched my hand towards the one with the rod, and he turned to look at Mike first. Mike shook his head for him to give me the rod, and he did.

I collected it and without wasting time hit him hard on the back with it.

"Hey, you shouldn't k-ill him!" Mike immediately collected the rod from me.

The man kept yelling in pain. I don't care if he is in his forties. I just wish to k-ill him.

But I saw a bottle with the nearest guard beside me. I snatched it from him and smashed his head with the bottle. The bottle broke into pieces, bl-ood rushed out from his head, and he fainted immediately.

"Charlie, you really shouldn't be doing this with your own hands. If the news gets out, I'm afraid you will get arrested even if billions of dollars are spent to bribe them," Mike said, but I wasn't listening to him.

I stared at the man's unconscious body on the floor with hate and anger.

I'm angry at myself, just looking for who to relieve my anger on, but it seems not to be working out. I know what to do.

I left the basketball court and got into one of my cars.

"Charlie, where are you going?" I heard Mike asking after me as he got into another car.

Not caring if there were many people outside, I left, headed somewhere.

INTIMACY - MY V-IRGIN GIRLFRIEND

👗Rosanna's POV 👗

I let out a muffled groan as I sat up on the hospital bed, hours after Tara had told me about Charlie wanting to see me.

How could he even dare show up? After what he did.

The ward door opened, and Tara got in.

"Ros? You're up?" she asked, coming closer to me.

"Yes, get me discharged. I want to get out of here," I mouthed, and she sat down beside me on the bed.

"Why? You're going to be discharged tomorrow, not today," she inquired.

"I'm just tired of lying here. Please get me discharged. I want to leave this hospital," I insisted.

"But..."

"Please?" I cut her off, and she stood up.

"I'm coming," she stated and left.

I sank my fingers into my hair and bent my head.

I still can't really believe this happened to me. I never thought I'd be losing my v-irginity like this, being f-orced on, by someone that is drunk?

And the worst of all is that it's CB.

How did this happen?

I'll have to leave this hospital if I want to get rid of this pain. In order to forget this, I'll have to go on with my normal daily life. I'll have to try and forget this ever happened quickly.

The door opened, and Tara came in.

"You're good to go. I've signed the necessary papers needed to get you discharged," she said, and I nodded and managed to drag my feet down from the bed.

Last night, the pain I felt was the worst, but it was more painful because it happened to be him.

I stood up and changed into the dress Tara gave to me. Even walking is a little bit difficult, but I'll manage. I'll have to get over it.

Tara followed me, and we passed through the back side of the hospital; Tara had made us pass there.

Then we got to the garage, got into the same car I was r-aped in – funny.

And then left.

*

We got home a few minutes later. As we were about to go into the apartment we lived in, we heard a muscular voice.

Tara and I turned back, and I saw my younger brother.

Huh! How come he is here?

"Matthew?" I called and watched as he walked up to me, then he embraced me.

"I'm sorry for what happened, Rosa. I didn't believe my eyes when I saw the video. I didn't believe it up until now," he said remorsefully, and I turned to stare at Tara, who had taken her face away.

"Tara? What video is he talking about?" I questioned curiously, suddenly getting scared.

🍷 Mike's POV 🍷

When Charlie drove out speedily, I and a few other guards got into another vehicle, a black van actually, and followed after him.

He drove at a c-razy speed, and we were forced to follow.

Sometimes, he acts like a kid. He doesn't think; he just acts.

I've known him since; we actually schooled together. He never had friends up until now, but I still stick by his side – one of the contracts his father made with me.

I'm not only his manager. If anything happens to him, I don't think his father won't spare my own family, that's the reason I'm always concerned about every little thing he does. I regret it; I shouldn't have left him yesterday.

I should have followed him yesterday night, secretly. I should just have.

Now the unexpected has happened.

The worst is that the news is everywhere, the video.

Now, I'll have to be even more protective of him because like I said before, he acts without thinking.

He kept driving at a very fast pace, violating traffic rules and signs. We had no option; we had to break those rules too in order to catch up with him.

He continued driving, going to some unknown place. It started becoming dark, and he was still driving.

At one point, he reduced the speed of his movement and finally stopped. He stopped on top of a bridge, then he came down.

We were quick to also come down.

There was much breeze which blew sand up; it was as if rain was going to come down anytime soon.

I walked up to him and stopped. He was facing the ocean with his hands on the railings dividing the bridge from the ocean.

He didn't bother turning to look at us, but he knew we were behind him.

After a very terrifying silence, wondering what he was thinking, I decided to speak up.

"Charlie, you need to get back. It's going to rain anytime soon," I told him.

He didn't reply or make any movement; he just continued staring at the ocean as if there was something in there he was searching for, but then after a while, he spoke up.

"You guys should leave me. I want to be alone," his voice came out husky.

🍷Charlie's POV 🍷

"You guys should leave me. I want to be alone," I hushed, but as expected, none of them moved.

"I said leave! I'm not asking you to leave me, I'm ordering you!" I half-yelled, getting annoyed.

Why won't they just let me be for once?

The guards stared at themselves and started moving back, but Mike didn't.

"Aren't you listening to me? I want you to leave me!" I groaned.

"I'm afraid I can't, CB," he retorted, looking elsewhere.

"Alright then, if you don't leave, consider yourself fired. You won't work as my manager again," I told him bluntly, and he looked at me in surprise.

He wasn't expecting it - obviously.

This is the very first time I've threatened to fire him too.

He hesitated for a while before he took a step back, then the next, until he was far from me.

I took my eyes back to the ocean.

Maybe I should just do it. Once I'm dead, I won't be able to feel this pain again. Yes, I won't. It's better I just end everything here.

It was supposed to be peaceful and quiet, but Mike and those stupid guards followed me. I was supposed to think in peace, but nevertheless, I'll do it. I don't think I will be able to live with her hating me.

Yes, this is me getting revenge for her. I hope she forgives me when she hears of my death, I thought sadly, really depressed, frustrated, and useless. Yes, I felt useless.

If she doesn't want me, why should I just continue living?

Let me just stop thinking and do it. The more I think about it, the more it hurts.

I held the railings of the bridge and released myself into the ocean.

As I was falling, I felt someone grab my hand.

"No! I won't let you die, Charlie! You won't die on me!" I heard Mike say.

INTIMACY - MY V-IRGIN GIRLFRIEND

(Emotions)

👠Tara's POV 👠

Hours ago.

"How could you hide such things from me, Tara? How on Earth could you hide such videos? Why didn't you tell me?" Rosanna yelled, tears spilling from her eyes.

"I'm sorry, but how could I tell you such things? How could I be the bearer of such news, Ros? I couldn't bring myself to tell you," I replied calmly.

"How the hell did it get out? What in heaven's name is all this?" she asked no one in particular.

"I'm sorry, Ros. I'm sorry this had to happen to you, but I learned that the video has been taken down from the net not too long ago," I responded.

"When everyone has seen it already?! Gosh, I'm ruined! Will I ever be able to face the public? What did I ever do to deserve this ill fate?" she continued crying.

"Ros... calm down..." I tried consoling, but she immediately turned and ran into the house.

Oh gosh! I knew this was going to happen, but I should have revealed it to her.

"Rosanna! Rosanna!!" I called and ran after her, but she quickly got into her room and slammed the door closed.

"I'm sorry this happened, but I'm sure it isn't going to ruin your career for you. I'm sure they will understand that you didn't plan for all these to happen," I said softly but was replied by the sounds of her sob.

I turned back slowly and walked up to her junior brother - Matthew - who was dragging in his luggage.

"Matt, please talk to her for me. I didn't want to make the situation worse; that's why I had to keep everything from her," I told him, and he nodded.

"I understand. The real problem lies with that musician. That spoilt brat couldn't control himself. I'm going to sue him to court for r-aping her," he fumed and walked past me.

Things are just getting worse.

Back to the present time.

🍷Mike's POV 🍷

The guards ran and helped me in pulling Charlie out. As if I knew the exact thing he was planning.

The way he left was really scary. He came all the way here from his house to k-ill himself?

"What do you think you're doing, Charlie? Did you even consider Ria in all this? Did you consider the little motherless girl? You want her to grow up without a father or a mother by her side, all by herself? You want her to grow up with the knowledge that she wasn't loved or cared for? Did you even think of your aging parents? Your dad could give up all his wealth to make sure you don't see the four walls of the prison."

"Your mom might end up having a heart attack once she learns you committed s-uicide? What about your die-hard fans, huh!? Damn, what about me?"

"You're really selfish. You don't care about any other person except yourself. I've been by your side for almost 17 years now, yet you only consider your f--king self."

"You know what? You can give up if you want to. I'm tired of your selfish acts, alright? It's time you grow up to be a real man. You are still a mommy's boy."

"Damn, I'm tired!!!!" I didn't know when I yelled at him in anger.

It was really frustrating.

"And if you want me to quit, it's okay. You can find a manager of your choice," I added and turned to leave in anger, but his voice stopped me.

"I'm sorry," I heard him mutter, and I stopped walking, then turned to face him.

"What did you just say?" I inquired for him to repeat it again. It's rare to see him apologize, honestly.

"I said I'm sorry. I was being stupid. I didn't really think about all those. I was in haste to end the pain I felt. I'm sorry for doing this. Please don't tell Mom or Dad," his voice cracked up as if he was going to cry anytime soon.

I exhaled and stared at the pathetic figure in front of me.

"It's okay, as long as you don't try it again. Rosanna will surely forgive you, even if it takes years. I'm sure she will. Even if she doesn't, I'll make sure of it. Right now, I'll start by clearing your name," I said more calmly this time, and he nodded like an obedient dog.

Next day.

🍷Charlie's POV 🍷

Yesterday's event still replays in my head. How I almost committed s-uicide.

Yes, almost, because Mike was there to prevent it.

I really didn't think like he said. I just felt like ending everything there.

I didn't want to continue hurting, as the pain is something I've never felt. Growing up was so easy for me.

I never had to ask for something twice before I got it. I was envied by a lot of kids, mostly the reason I had no friends.

I met Mike as I was about finishing high school. He was the only one by my side, but I never really considered him a friend.

I never knew what that was in the first place, but yesterday I actually got to know that I have someone more than a manager; he is more like a friend to me. A friend I never had.

Thinking about it, it's a bit selfish of me too.

I never thought about everything he mentioned.

Geez, how could I have forgotten Ria. My baby.

I wouldn't have forgiven myself, even in hell, if those things he said happened to her. Thank goodness he was able to stop me, and like he said, Rosa might end up forgiving me one day.

I just have to continue trying to earn her forgiveness. Yes, I have to continue.

INTIMACY - MY V-IRGIN GIRLFRIEND

(D-emons)

Next day.

🍷Charlie's POV 🍷

I sat down in the sitting room with the television turned on. I honestly don't know how Mike is going to solve this, but I hope he clears this up one way or the other.

"Dad!!!" I heard Ria's voice and looked up to see her at the entrance, coming in with her nannies.

I haven't set my eyes on her since yesterday.

"Baby?" I called, standing up.

"Dad!" she called again and started running towards me while I waited for her to come closer.

She got really close, and I picked her up and hugged her to myself.

"Dad, I really miss you," she said with her tiny voice.

"How are you doing?" I inquired.

"I'm good, Dad! I love my new mansion! It's so big and lovely. I started counting the rooms but couldn't finish counting them all. I'm going to show my new mansion to all my classmates on my birthday!" she hollered.

"I'm glad you like it, honey," I cooed and kissed her forehead, then sat down, placing her on my lap. As always, she is with her teddy.

She goes everywhere with that teddy, even to school. I wonder why she loves that doll a lot, though.

"Dad, I'm so, so happy right now! I was angry at you yesterday. I planned never to talk to you anymore, but you've made me happy, so you're forgiven! And you know what??? You're the best dad in the whole universe!!" she hollered again and hugged me, wrapping her tiny hands around my neck. Her hands could barely even reach my neck, but I helped by hugging her back.

"Thanks, baby. You are the best daughter a father could also wish for. I promise to always make you happy. I will never leave or abandon you, alright?" I cooed, and she disengaged from the hug and nodded her head.

"Alright, I want to go take my bath now. Will be attending a friend's birthday too," she explained, climbing down from my body.

"Huh! A friend? What friend? I've never seen you with one before," I questioned.

"Don't worry, Dad. He is also one of my classmates. I heard he has a crush on me. That's the only reason I'm attending his birthday party. I'll go now," she replied and ran up, leaving me staring at her.

A he? Crush? What does she know about that? I wondered and chuckled.

"Anyone!" I called out, and one of the guards came to me.

"Find out whose birthday party Ria is about to attend and make sure she gets back safely," I instructed, and he nodded and left.

Then... I took my attention back to the screen to see Mike already coming up the stage, where he went to clear things up.

A lot of cameras kept flashing. I bet hundreds of reporters are there taking pictures; they are there to know about what he is going to say about the r-ape incident, which I obviously did.

He cleared his throat and started.

"The video that was released on the net yesterday about Charlie Bran and the fast-rising model and Foodie and Chef winner Rosanna Scott. I am here to address what really happened in that video that night."

"Yesterday, it showed Charlie Bran following the young model into her car and obviously f-orcing himself on her, at least that's what most of you believed, but I'm here to explain what really happened."

"Yesterday, Charlie and Rosanna went on a date, but unfortunately, Charlie got a bit drunk. What he did wasn't really f-orcing himself on her, but they both did it willingly...."

"So you mean Charlie didn't r-ape Rosanna?" a reporter cut him off and asked.

"He didn't. It was well agreed by them both. Or do you think it's coincidence that they both were alone together last night without guards or anyone? They obviously planned it that way, but..."

"So you mean Charlie and Rosanna are dating? They are a thing?" another cut him off.

"Yes, they are," Mike responded, and more questions flew in.

I sighed and bent my head.

Is this what he is planning?

Dating? Agreed?

I switched off the television and immediately stood up, then left for my room.

👠Tara's POV 👠

"Geez, I can't believe this! After f-orcing himself on you, they are trying to cover that fact up? Who do they think they are?" Matthew fumed just after hearing what CB's manager said at the national conference room.

"I can't believe this! He doesn't want to go to prison? They are all d-emons! How could they cover things up this way?" he kept ranting.

I took my eyes to stare at Rosa, who hasn't been speaking much. She has been really quiet and only managed to come out from her room this morning.

She stood up from the couch without uttering a word still and left for her room.

"Sh-t!" I heard Matthew mutter.

"I know what to do," I heard him say again, and he vanished.

I took my eyes back to the television, and they were already showing other things.

As long as you have money, you can do whatever you like.

I didn't expect them to do this, though. They lied to the general public about the whole thing.

I rested my head on the couch properly to think on what to do when one of the doors flew open, and Matthew stormed out, headed for the main door.

"Matthew? Matthew? Where are you going?" I asked worriedly. He is acting strange.

What is he planning to do?

He got to the door, opened it, but paused and didn't step out.

"I'm here to see Rosanna," I heard that familiar voice and quickly got up.

I ran to the door to see Mike there.

His eyes shifted to mine, and he released a sigh.

"Tara, I'm here to see Rosanna. We have an important issue to discuss," he stated.

"No! You're not seeing her! You all are going to rot in jail, first for r-aping my sister and second for denying you ever did!" Matthew fumed, but Mike maintained his expression as if Matthew didn't just reply him; he was still expecting an answer from me.

"Well... her brother has already replied...."

"Yes, I'm here. What do you want?" I couldn't complete my sentence but got interrupted by Rosanna, who appeared from behind and answered him.

INTIMACY - MY V-IRGIN GIRLFRIEND

(You really love her?)

👗Rosanna's POV👗

"Are you going to talk to him after all that?" Tara asked, glaring at me.

"I will. Come inside," I replied, referring to Mike in that last sentence.

I walked to the dining area and sat, and he took a seat across, facing me.

"So, what do you want?" I asked sternly.

"I just want to discuss the conference I had. I want you to do something for me," he said.

"What is that? You've already covered up everything by lying. What else do you need from me?" I questioned.

"I need you to agree to it. Tell your fans, let them know that you are dating CB," he replied, and I scoffed.

"For real? You want me to agree to your lies? Did you forget I'm the one that got r-aped? Really? You lied without even considering..."

"I considered you too. You can log in and take a look at the internet. People knowing that you weren't r-aped is better; it'll save you from pitiful looks and all that. Getting to know that you're actually in a relationship with CB is better, Rosanna. It'll help delete those hurtful images. A lot of people will get to envy you. You'll become wealthier just because of the news. I considered you too, and that's the very reason you need to agree to it. You might be called out for interviews; you just have to prove to them that you guys are dating."

"I'll also be releasing pictures of you two to the internet. I'm sorry this has to happen to you, but this is the only way to clear things up. You can go back to your normal life in a few days, knowing that the looks on people's faces will be different," he explained.

"So, you are not giving me a choice, are you? You planned everything yourself. Me saying it's a lie, will it even change anything? I'm sure you'll still find a way to save your face."

"I'm sorry, Rosanna. I don't want to do this, but if you feel cheated, then you can sort things out with Charlie. I'm just doing my job as his manager. He also isn't aware of all this; I planned them myself because they are the only way to end all these quickly," he retorted.

"So, I'll be going now. Please think about it. Think about yourself too. I'm sorry for what Charlie did. Take care," he concluded, got up, and left.

"Are you going to do it? These wealthy people are so irritating! He doesn't want to get punished for what he did? He wants to bury it all?" I heard Matthew ask and huff.

"Ros, are you going to agree to it? It's kind of hard, you know, but I also think that's the only way to save your face. It's kind of better, but he'll go unpunished," Tara added, and I sighed.

"I'll be in my room for now," I said to them both, got up, and left for my room.

"Come on, Tara! Charlie will go unpunished! It's better he gets punished by the law, and he'll learn his lessons. The rumor and all this will die down with time. If you ask me, I won't agree with them at all. The situation is favoring them too well. He'll escape prison," I heard Matthew say to Tara as I got into my room.

I sat down on my bed and buried my head in my palm.

I wish to just disappear to where no one knows me. I think that situation will be much better and easier than all these.

🍷Charlie's POV 🍷

I heard a knock on the door of my room after some time.

"Come in," I hushed, and the door opened, revealing Mike.

"Mike?" I called and stood up.

"Why did you do that? It's just like betraying her. She'll hate me even more now for lying," I asked and said.

"Charlie, that's the only way. If you want to continue with your dreams, if you want your daughter Ria to have a bright future, then it's the only way. What do you think will happen when she turns 5 and realizes you aren't there for her but in prison? If it keeps going on, I'm afraid the cops might come back. So Charlie, I did you both a great favor," he cooed and sat down in one of the couches.

"What will she do then? Do you think she'll agree to it?" I inquired.

"Well, you'll have to keep trying to earn her forgiveness so she won't misbehave one day. She doesn't have a choice; she will agree to it," he replied, and I proceeded to my bed and sat on it.

"How are Mom and Dad? What are they saying about this?" I asked, changing the topic.

"Well, your mom is going to be coming over here. I forgot to inform you. She wants to make your favorite meal for you. Expect her soon," he narrated and got up.

"I'll get going now. I haven't gone home since all these started."

**Few hours later**

I stood behind Mom in the kitchen as she cooked.

"Mom, so what do you suggest I do? I can't let her keep staying mad at me," I inquired.

"You really want to earn her forgiveness?" she turned to me and asked.

"Yes," I cooed.

"You really love her?" she asked again.

"Of course, Mom. I really do. For me to become happy for you again, then she'll have to forgive me. Since you're a woman, then you should know how she feels and know things that can make her forgive me," I said.

"Well, in that situation, it'll take time. It'll take time for her to heal as a woman, but if you keep apologizing sincerely, don't try bribing her with money or anything since she's the type of lady that is not c-razy over material things. Once you keep showing her how sincere you are, she'll naturally forgive you. Do you think she has some kind of feelings for you?" she explained and asked.

"Um... that's zero. She doesn't. But why do you ask?" I answered and asked.

"It's weird to know a lady that doesn't like my handsome son. If she has some kind of feelings for you, then I bet before next month she'll forgive you once she sees that sincerity, only if she knows how sincere you are about her. But since she doesn't, then it's fine. It'll take time, though. Just keep trying."

INTIMACY - MY V-IRGIN GIRLFRIEND

Two days later.

👗Rosanna's POV 👗

I dressed up real good and picked up my handbag. Today I'll resume my work. I won't keep on hiding indoors.

It won't do me any good.

I got out to the sitting room to see Tara also ready to go.

"Let's go," I cooed and started walking out, and she followed me from behind.

"Let me drive," she offered as I was about getting into the driver's side.

I allowed her in and went to the passenger seat and sat down. She started the car and slowly drove out of the house.

The net has been filled with our news, our photos. CB and I.

Every lip talks about us, that I'm sure of. Not really about the r-ape video, but because of the fact that we are dating - funny.

They believed what Mike had told them alongside the pictures. Who wouldn't believe? It had been rumored even before this incident that we might be dating, so this is actually like proof to all that, proof that it's true.

I even received a text from CB yesterday but didn't bother to open the message. I'm not just ready for him.

I don't want to see him or involve myself with him really.

"Are you sure about this?" Tara's voice broke into my thoughts, and I looked at her.

She looked outside, and I followed her eyes to see that we had already reached the company.

"Of course," I replied simply and opened the car door, then stepped out.

Not like I k-illed someone. I shouldn't be hiding; I did nothing wrong.

She followed after me as we walked into the company. As expected, all eyes fell on me. It was as if there was something on my face that they were staring at.

They all just kept talking and mumbling. Some even approached me, but being in no mood for that, I ignored all of them and walked into the elevator.

Pressed the floor number that I was heading to, and soon found myself in the shooting room.

I am supposed to model for a new industry in town that produces cream.

"Rosa," I heard Tara whisper to me. I took my eyes to where she was staring and saw one of the biggest industry managers approaching us.

The woman got to us and stopped. "We have been expecting you to show up, Miss. Can we grab a cup of coffee now? I have a proposal for you," she offered, staring at me, and I staring back at her.

**Four hours later**

"So, are you going to be doing the interview tomorrow?" Tara asked, creaming her body.

"Obviously, I have to. The offer is too big to reject," I replied to her.

The woman had asked me to become the brand model for their company; the pay is 30 million Dollars.

But it comes with the condition that I'll have to clear things up on air tomorrow. That means I'll have to agree to everything Mike had said, then I'll officially become the model. I might end up changing industries.

So, I agreed to it. I wouldn't dare reject such an offer. With that amount of money, I'll be ranking among the richest models.

That's a lifetime opportunity, and I'll do it.

🍷 Charlie's POV 🍷

📱 "So, she went to work today?"

📲 "Yes Charlie, she came to work, and I heard that she is going to be having an interview tomorrow. I bet she is going to confirm my statement. She has to."

📱 "Okay, thanks for letting me know. I think I'll be approaching her tomorrow."

📲 "Okay, but be careful. Still taking care of things here at the company."

📱 "Yeah."

I dropped the call and sighed. Tomorrow I'll make sure to see her. Since she went to work today, it only means she's ready to get back to her normal life, but why isn't she replying to my message?

Is she still that mad? I thought sadly and sighed.

I hope she gives me a listening ear tomorrow, though.

INTIMACY - MY V-IRGIN GIRLFRIEND

👗 Rosanna's POV 👗

I woke up early and prepared for the interview. I don't know, but I am kind of really nervous about the whole thing.

Imagine facing the cameras and lying to the whole world about myself, something I had to suffer for.

But It's fine since it'll help me move on and forget it ever happened.

I applied little makeup and put my hair and every other thing in order.

I carried my clutch and walked out into the living room to see Matthew and Tara. They were both going to be following me there in case of c-razy fans or reporters.

"Are you guys ready?" I still inquired to be sure.

"Yes, let's go. It's almost time for the interview," Tara responded, heading for the door.

We followed after her and got out. She locked the door while I unlocked my car and was about getting in with Matthew when a familiar car drove into the compound.

I quickly hastened my pace and got into the car, not ready to be seen by whoever drove in.

I waited for the car to park so I could drive out, but then the car stopped right at the entrance, which meant I couldn't drive out.

"Hey! Get out of the way! Can't you see you're blocking the entrance?" Tara yelled, staring at the car.

The door opened, and surprisingly, the least person I expected to see came down from the car.

My heart stopped beating as I stared at him from the car.

The last time I saw him was that night, that night it all happened.

He had already seen me, and he was looking directly at me.

Tara didn't say a word again.

Matthew quickly came down from the car, but I couldn't; I remained there feeling so uneasy.

I shouldn't be feeling this way. He doesn't look bothered or anything, so why should I feel this way? I thought, trying to get my head straight, but then the memories of that night flashed at me.

"What are you doing here, Mr... what name should I call you? The r-apist or... the liar?" Matthew mocked, walking closer to him, but he pretended as if there was no one else there aside from me.

"Matthew, you should stop! Stop it!" Tara warned Matt.

Matthew made to hold Charlie's shirt, probably angry that Charlie pretended not to hear a word he had said, when his car doors opened, and two of his guards stepped out and made to drag Matthew away from Charlie, but Charlie stopped the guards, then whispered something to Matt.

In anger, Matthew left Charlie and moved away from him.

Charlie started approaching my car. I fixed my hand on the door handle, pushed it open, then stepped out of the car.

He ran his eyes all over me.

"Ros..."

"What do you want?" I fired at him before he could complete his sentence.

"I just want to talk," he replied calmly.

"I don't want to talk! I have an important place to be!" I rolled my eyes at him and said.

"Please... I won't take your time. Look at your left and right; there are people actually watching us. I know where you're going. Don't give them another impression. I promise I won't take your time," he cooed, and I looked around to see some of the house occupants staring at us from their windows and from the sides.

"Five minutes," I groaned, opened the car, and got in.

He got in from the other side.

"Be fast! You still have the nerve to threaten me with people watching us, Charlie? You are so unbelievable!" I half-yelled and folded my hands.

I heard him sigh.

"I just want to apologize, actually," he started.

"I don't need it! I don't need you to feel pity for me! I don't expect that from you!" I retorted.

"Why? You think I'm a d-emon? Of course, I have a heart, and you know what happened. I was drunk. I never meant to hurt you. I could actually hurt myself rather than hurt you," he continued.

"Liars," came out of my mouth before I could hold myself.

"I don't know how, but I wish I could actually open my heart for you to see that I'm being honest here. I'm not joking or lying about the fact that I love you, and I still do, but right now all I ask is for your forgiveness. I have learned my lessons too. I won't ever fall in love again to avoid making the same mistake. I have never f-orced myself on someone before; I never planned to. You got to forgive and believe me, Ros. I'm being really sincere, and I could prove it to you whether you give me the chance or not. I will prove to you that I never meant to hurt you. I regret hurting you that time. I will prove that I have never loved any lady the way I love you, so..."

"Get out! Your five minutes are over!" I cut him off.

"B..."

"You promised! Out!! Enough with your stories! The truth is I don't want to have anything to do with you anymore, Charlie Bran! It's enough!" I looked at him and said.

"Okay, I'll leave, but before I do so, take this," he said and dropped a card beside me. "I hope to see you there," he concluded, opened the car door, and got out.

Then he went straight to his car and left.

When I saw that he had finally left, I let out the tears that I had been holding. I didn't want to cry in front of him.

He's a j-erk! I h-ate him for making things this complicated.

INTIMACY - MY V-IRGIN GIRLFRIEND

(Forgive him)

👗 Rosanna's POV 👗

The door of the car opened, and Tara got in.

"Hey," she called and touched me.

"Why are you crying now? You'll ruin your makeup. Remember you still need to go for the interview," she reminded.

"I know, but why does he have to show up? Why did he show himself to me? I h-ate him."

"Come on, Ros. You and I know you don't h-ate him. You've liked him ever since he approached you. Maybe you should just forgive him since he is really trying to get to you. Take a look at this. What is this card for?" she said and picked up the card, then opened it.

"Huh, his daughter's birthday card? He is inviting you to it. Are you going to attend?" she inquired, staring into the card.

I collected the card from her and read through it.

"I'm not going to attend," I replied and threw it aside, and she sighed.

"You are k-illing yourself gradually this way. You h-ate what you're doing, but you're still doing it. If you forgive him, it'll be much better for you to move on. Let's go. You don't listen to me anyway."

Days later.

Two days to Ria's birthday.

🍷Mike's POV 🍷

I sat beside Charlie at the bar. He was holding a glass filled with drink, but he wasn't drinking it. He was rather in deep thought.

I sipped from my own glass and continued staring at him. He was lost in thought - out of the world.

I wonder what he is thinking, though it's obvious that it might be about Ros.

These days, he has been stuck on her.

The rumors about the video and all have managed to die down. Everything was returning back to normal; the news about his daughter's birthday is the one circulating the net.

But I know he hasn't been himself, though I expected him to at least cheer up for his daughter.

"Dad! Dad!! Where are you?" Ria's voice echoed all over the house.

"He is over here, Ria," I replied to her, and she ran to him.

He dropped the glass he was holding and carried her.

"What is it, sweetheart?" he asked, smiling – a fake smile.

"Dad, my friends are asking me if my mom will also show up for my birthday. What should I tell them?" she asked.

"Your friends? When did you start having friends?" Charlie asked back.

"You should know that they are my classmates, actually. What should I tell them?" she pouted.

He looked at me, and I shrugged my shoulder, meaning that he shouldn't look at me. It's not as if I have a solution to that... but wait, don't I have one?

"Well, she will. You'll see her," he replied to her, and she hollered.

"Wow! Thanks, Dad!" she said and kissed his cheek before getting down from his body.

"I have a lot of things to do. I'll get going," she smiled and ran out from the bar.

He sighed, picked up his cup, and sipped from it.

"Are you sure she is going to come? You told me your last encounter with her wasn't encouraging, didn't you?" I asked.

"I can't keep Ria waiting. I might as well find someone else. You can do that for me in case she doesn't. She h-ates me. I am unsure about her attending," he replied grumpily and stood up, then he left the bar.

I dropped the drink immediately and got up. I need to see her.

👗Rosanna's POV 👗

I received a call from CB's manager asking me to step out of the gate.

I put on my flip-flops and went outside the gate, wondering why he had asked me to come out.

I came out to see a red car parked outside there.

He wound down the glass of the car and beckoned for me to get in. I stared into the back seat to be sure CB wasn't there.

When I'd confirmed it, I got in.

"Um... is there something wrong? Why did you ask to see me?" I questioned him.

"Can you fasten your seat belt? I need to show you something," he asked, and I reluctantly did.

Then he started the car and drove into the streets.

Soon he was on the highway.

"Mike, where are you taking me?" I asked after the long silence between us.

"Like I said, I need to show you something," he replied simply and continued driving.

The drive took us hours, and he continued driving, which made me a bit confused and uncomfortable.

Where the hell is he going? I thought but tried relaxing my mind.

Night was fast approaching, and still, he didn't stop; it was as if he was going to the next country.

He continued driving until he got to a bridge. He stopped driving and then came out of the car.

"Come out, we're here," he urged.

"Huh, here? On a bridge?" I shr-ieked but got down anyway.

He went to one side and stood there. I followed after him and stood beside him.

"What is here to look at, Mike? You want to show me the ocean?" I questioned, getting annoyed.

"The following day after the night Charlie f-orced himself on you, he came here," he started.

"He did? But why?" I found myself asking.

"He came here to commit s-uicide," he replied.

"To what? C-commit s-uicide?" I faced him and shr-ieked.

"Yes," he replied and faced me back.

"He wanted to end the pain he felt. He just wanted to k-ill himself without thinking. He didn't even think of his family; he didn't think of his little daughter. The only person he thought of was you, and since he was sure you h-ated him to the core, he decided to k-ill himself and end it all," he continued, and my mouth fell open.

"That is how much he loved and still loves you. He is even ready to die."

"After he met you that day at the elevator, after that encounter, he couldn't get his mind off you. He asked me to search you up, and I did. Then, you were still contesting for the Foodie Chef contest. I won't tell you the amount I had to give them for them to make you the winner, though you were still going to emerge the winner – you have all the right tools – but still, we had to make sure you came out as the winner, and luckily you did."

"He continued asking you out, but you kept rejecting him. You know better that he didn't mean to do what he did that night. You are the first person he has ever loved, the first lady."

"You are the first lady he has ever f-orced himself on too. Have you ever wondered? If Charlie was just after your body, after that night, wouldn't he have stopped coming to plead with you? But he came to you again yesterday, didn't he? But you didn't even let him talk."

"That shows that number one, he is deeply in love with you and really wants you. Number two, he is so much regretting what he did."

"Do you know that he is supposed to be releasing an album this month? But it all got canceled. Even his daughter, he is supposed to write a song for her, but I'm not sure that is even in his mind again. You are just the only person occupying his mind."

"I don't want to sound selfish or too commanding. I know you also have your reasons for doing all these. I know you are the one that lost your v-irginity in a painful way, but don't you think you should start thinking about forgiving him?"

"Don't you think you should at least give him a chance to prove himself to you? Give Ria a chance too. She keeps disturbing Charlie for a mother. Don't you think it's high time to play that role?"

"Why don't you just give him a chance? Help him know happiness. Help him to know the real definition of happiness because he hasn't known what that means since the first day you rejected him."

"Don't let him give up. Don't let him waste himself this way. You are the only one that can bring the real him back. Only you."

"So please, Rosanna, for God's sake, just forgive and attend Ria's birthday."

"He has always been playful with things. Help him know how to grow up. Help his daughter know the feeling of having a mom, please. If not for him, just do it for the little girl."

"She's lovely and will love you, I bet. So please, Rosanna, please help him," he concluded, leaving me speechless.

INTIMACY - MY V-IRGIN GIRLFRIEND

👗 Rosanna's POV 👗

I sauntered into the sitting room with my mind somewhere else.

"Ros, how come you're just getting back? Do you know what time it is? It's almost midnight! Where have you been?" Matt ranted, coming to stand in front of me.

"Matt, I need you to go back home. Go stay with Mom," I told him simply and walked past him, but then encountered Tara, who was just coming out from the kitchen.

"Ros!! Where have you been..."

"Tara, I don't have good clothes, right? Get ready, we're going shopping tomorrow," I cut her off and said.

Matthew and Tara kept staring at me without uttering a word again; they watched me go into my room.

They are probably wondering what's up with me.

Yeah, what's really up with me?

Fast forward.

🙄 Writer's POV 🙄

Preparations for little Ria's birthday party were ongoing at her new mansion.

Gifts were already prepared for her by Charlie, her grandparents, Mike, and a whole lot of other people. Charlie prepared a brand new girlish sports car worth billions of dollars.

A lot of people weren't invited, just Ria's classmates, some of their teachers, and a few other celebrities.

The whole place was beautifully decorated. Loud music was playing.

Ria, in her new room, was being dressed up by her stylist.

After clothing her with her pink Barbie dress, a crown was placed on her tiny head to make her a perfect princess.

Her heels weren't left out, even her princess bag.

After all those preparations, it was time for the occasion to fully begin.

Ria didn't forget to take her doll with her; the reasons why she can't do without the doll are still unknown.

Charlie was seated at the bar side with a champagne glass in his right hand, trying his best to get along with other celebrities that graced his daughter's birthday.

He didn't forget the mom stuff. He had left finding a mom for Ria in Mike's hand, and he was expecting Mike to come with any random lady and introduce her to him first, but Mike wasn't doing so.

At one point, he became a bit worried. He excused himself from there and went to a corner to call Mike.

Mike picked the call on the second ring, and Charlie asked him about the fake mom.

Mike told him not to worry, that he had it under control.

After hearing this, Charlie calmed down.

He made to walk back into the mansion but got stopped by Ria, who ran to him.

"Daddy, when is Mom coming? I'm about to cut my cake! I don't want to do it without her!" her tiny voice came out.

He squatted down to her level and touched her hair gently.

"She will be here soonest, sweetheart. Don't worry. I think the traffic is delaying....."

"She's here already," CB got interrupted by Mike.

He raised his head to stare at him.

"Where is she?" he asked, running his eyes all over him because he couldn't find anyone beside him.

Mike let out a smirk and stepped to one side, revealing the incoming queen of the day.

Rosanna, of course.

Dressed in a very pretty pink ball gown, just like the one Ria was putting on.

With her clutch and her six-inch gold heels.

Charlie's mouth fell open as he slowly rose to his feet. Shock is a word that can't define how he felt at that moment. He also felt happy and very relieved.

Rosanna walked closer to Charlie, but he stood transfixed, watching her.

They didn't even mind the cameras clicking everywhere.

"Hi Charlie Bran. Nice meeting you again," she said, extending her hand for a handshake.

He kept staring at the extended hand. He couldn't believe it.

Then slowly, he took her hand into his and welcomed her.

She let out a light smile, which got Charlie's heart pounding.

The last time he had gone to see her, he didn't get a chance to talk to her, and here she was acting as if they were good.

It's just so unbelievable.

"Dad! Dad!!" Ria's voice came out; she was dragging his leather p-ants.

He looked down at her immediately.

"Is she the one? Is this my mom?" Ria questioned curiously.

Charlie looked at Ros, wondering what he was going to reply his daughter, but Rosanna helped him out.

"Hi honey. You look so beautiful. I'm sorry it took this long to come," she beamed smiles at Ria.

Ria's eyes widened, and she immediately ran into her arms.

Rosanna carried her up and embraced her.

Happiness filled the entire place.

Charlie kept staring as Ria showed all her classmates and teachers her mom. The little girl's happiness was out of this world. She had never been this happy before, even when Charlie gifted the mansion to her.

Charlie looked down at the floor and saw the teddy she always held.

He picked it up and stared at it, confused. She left her doll? He thought and sighed.

I guess because she found new company, Charlie thought and smiled, then his eyes went to Mike.

What could he have done without him? Absolutely nothing.

He couldn't believe Mike still managed to convince and bring Rosanna after all.

He is more than a brother, and he'll be forever indebted to him.

The party went on and on and finally stopped in the midnight.

Rosanna stayed with Ria all through the day and even at night. She only got freed from her when the little girl fell asleep.

Rosanna sighed, tired from the day's activities, and made to leave for her apartment but was stopped by Charlie.

"You can't go home now. It's 12:30 in the morning. There are a lot of rooms here; you can sleep in either of them," CB said, and Rosanna stopped and looked at her watch. She didn't even know what time it was.

"Um... okay," she replied simply and made to walk past him, but Charlie stopped her.

"Thanks for coming. I didn't expect to see you after..."

"Yeah, it's okay. I changed my mind after all. I like your daughter; she's lovely," Rosanna cut in, not wanting to hear horrible things that could make her sad.

"Okay," he shook his head and said.

"So, have you forgiven me?" he went on and asked.

"Silly. If I haven't forgiven you, I wouldn't be here," she answered him, and he let out a smile.

"Thanks," he thanked, almost in a whisper, and she nodded and walked past him.

**Epilogue**

Days passed. Weeks passed.

It got to a month.

To fully act as Ria's mom, Rosanna had to stay in the same house with them - Charlie's house.

Rosanna took Ria to school every day, left work, and brought her back during closing.

Cooked for her, bathed her. Ria's nannies eventually stopped working.

Charlie watched all these. He didn't make a move towards her.

They just greeted each other normally, went on with their business.

But Charlie kept watching her.

Three months passed, nothing happened. Everything kept moving well until Charlie decided on it.

He couldn't continue living that way; he couldn't continue watching her. He had got to stop and do the needful. So with Mike's help, he bought a diamond ring.

And surprised Rosanna by asking her to marry him.

Rosanna was beyond shocked. They didn't even date or anything. At one point, she thought he had given up on her, but here he was asking her to become his wife.

Rosanna accepted. Firstly, because she didn't just like him now; she had gotten to know him better too, and she had fallen in love with him.

Two, because she had fallen in love with Ria, and Ria with her. She couldn't think of leaving Ria for a day; it was no longer possible for her.

Then just a month later, he got married to her officially.

Rosanna became Mrs. Rosanna Bran.

Great, right?

And that brings us to the end of this wonderful short story.

THE END