Force Majeure

Chapter One: 🎶 For the first time 🎶

"The most beautiful part is, I wasn't even looking when I found you."
~ Autumn

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GREGGY's POV:

FUCK!

I know that this is going to happen one way or another, but I am not ready. And quite frankly, it seems that I do not have to be. I don't have much choice, do I? I'm not ready but I am not ungrateful. I know that a lot people will do anything to even just get a taste of the life that I have, it's just that it is suffocating, sometimes.

With my father branching out our already diverse business model to sustainable energy, I am left with no other option but to go back home. He needed my help, he made that loud and clear. And for someone who is set to inherit the fortune someday, who better take charge than me? I'm aware that it is logical, but still.. I would like to have made my own plans for my own life.

But as much as I despise working for our company, here I am.. on board the plane that will take me back home.

FUCK!

I will be missing my life here in London! Corporate job is really not for me but as a lawyer, I have the freedom to navigate how I wanted to turn tables to my favor. Not only will I be missing being a normal regular lawyer, I will also be missing my social life here. My carefree friends, the sports my mother advised me not to take but I just cannot say not to my adrenaline, so I am doing them anyway.

And the girls!
Oh how I love European women! They're as careless and stupid and selfish as I am to give up their freedom for a marriage but not dumb enough to not enjoy the dating arena. Those one night stands that I lost count how many were there.. oh God! How do I even give that up?

FUCK!

My father better not be expecting any family from me because I cannot see myself getting married, ever!

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True to my mother's grandiose nature, I for once have to stop myself for asking her if we are going to feed the entire Forbes Park! What the hell are these foods for? They're too much! I got back, it's not like I did got married!

"Mama! Enough na. Seriously? Si Patricia nasa UK pa, si Elvira lang at Yael yung pupunta. Bakit napaka dami naman nyan?"
'Greggy naman, ilang taon ka sa London, hindi ka umuuwi. Masama ba na gusto ko special ang dinner ng unico hijo ko?'

Dinner? She's calling it dinner? Just dinner?
FUCK! It's a feast!

"Why are you doing much of the chores also? Nasan mga maids natin?"
'Gregorio!! Anong maids? I told you, stop calling them that! Mga angel natin sila dito sa bahay. Without them, imagine how are we going to function?'

Stop calling them maids? What are they anyway?

"Whatever, Ma. Anyways, nasaan sila?"
'Ay naku! Birthday kasi ni Wella, nagpa alam sa amin ng Papa mo kung pwede na lumabas sila-'
"And you agreed? Mama! Look at you! Ikaw yung napapagod tapos sila happy happy lang?"

'Gregorio! Ano ba? Bakit ang sama ng ugali mo? Ano ba na napapagod ako? Hindi naman ahh! Anak.. they're all nice people. Stop that attitude.'
"I don't know Ma, it feels like you're being taken advantage of, kayo ni Papa. Si Art?"

'Oh.. that. Anak si Arturo kasi, sa Papa mo muna, ha?'
"Ma! Sino ngayon ang personal maid ko?"
'Greggy!!!! Stop with that maid sabi ehh!'
"If it's Art, I will not be calling it that. Kaya lang hindi si Art ehh. So.. who is it?"

'Isa sa staff natin from Bulacan. She's nice, anak. Mabait, masipag, magalang. Hindi lang marunong mag drive, pero pwede mo naman kuhanin na driver si Nick, walang problema.'
"SHE??? Mama! Bakit babae?"