Love Me One More Time

Chapter 1

GOTCHELLE RAMIREZ'S POV

I was already Early organizing my things because we have a seminar to attend tomorrow so we are leaving today. I am still an employee now in my father's own company. It is our family history to start in a low position and need to be trained.

We are not the ones in charge right away because the newbies can't because the company can make mistakes or collapse if we don't have pride in being able to handle our family business.

Eigenmann and I are the only two siblings and we are exactly what our parents expect. Especially for me because I am the eldest son but we are two heirs. My brother will be my partner in the company.

He's still in high school as of now, so he can't work with me yet and I also know that he will also start in a lower position, according to our family's custom. Our academics are more important.

"Are you leaving, son? Are you ready?” Mom asked me. When I looked back at him, he was barely peeking out the window.

"Yes, Ma," I answered and went to my closet to get my underwear.

I only brought a traveling bag and only a few clothes because our seminar was only for three days. It's only there in Cebu, so the trip is long.

"Son, when you get home we will schedule the Lordez family," said my mother and I stopped what I was doing. I took a deep breath.

"'Mom, is there really no other way? We are in the modern world and why do we still follow our family tradition? The arranged marriage?” I will ask.

We have already talked about this. Eigen and I must be married to one of their family friends. He said that it is necessary to follow what we have been used to since my great grandparents were born into this world and no one has yet broken that tradition.

Even though I told them that I have a boyfriend, they don't want to give me permission. They don't want me to be happy. Thank you

That's right, I have a boyfriend and Marjon and I have been in a relationship for a year. He is just my officemate and he is not like other rich men. Because his life is simple and he doesn't come from a rich family. He said he had nothing to be proud of. Only his love for me is what he can do.

He is also an employee of our company. It's an oil company, so we must really know something about operations.

"Son, you know our family tradition. It still needs to be followed,” he reminded and I sighed again. Follow what we are often used to, that's all.

"I understand, Mom. I know that you and Papa have already made up your mind. You always follow what you want. Eigen and I really don't do anything," I promised Mama in a thick voice. I don't want to be angry with them but I can't help it.

It's just sad because they don't care about our own happiness. Don't they know that arranged marriages are not really happy? The type where you don't even know the person you're going to marry and you don't even know if he's a good person.

Whether we can make our relationship work as a couple. Good luck is all I can say for myself.

"Son, it's not like that. My Papa and I love you, Eigen, your brother. All we want to happen is that we won't have to worry about the future of you two. We know the Lordez family, it's a good family so we feel safe in your bed when one of their children will be with you and you can take care of it, Gotchelle. I hope you can understand us, hija," he promised long before he left me in my room.

I took a deep breath again and just shook my head. What is my choice? But the only one who really agreed.

"I'm leaving, Mom, Dad," I said goodbye to my parents when I found them in the living room. They both have a day off from work today so they are actually at home.

"Be careful on your trip, son," Papa reminded me.

"Yes, Pa," I replied and walked out.

We will gather at the company because our service is there. I jumped in shock when Eigen's car suddenly rang.

He is only in his second year of college and he also took a business management course. He now has his own car and is really independent. There is also a condo but he preferred to come home to our house more often.

"Get on board, Sister. I'll drop you off," he presented to me and I didn't hesitate to get on board. Well, it was my brother who offered to drive me.

I also don't want to drive because we will be gone for three days. I don't want to leave my car with the company.

I put on my seatbelt and he took my luggage to move it to the backseat. Then he drove.

"I thought you weren't at home because you didn't come home last night," I said to him.

"We went out last night with my friends, Sister. It's like going to a bar, eh. So I just thought that we should sleep at Ejik's bar," he explained to me.

"Or maybe later that you have a girl that's why you didn't go home? That you chose to spend the night there at the bar?” I asked with raised eyebrows. I am literally accusing him. Because I know that he is not young anymore. He is young and has needs.

"Sister, eh. I'm working on something right now. I don't want to have a bad record with him. He was with us last night, he was also with his friends," he said.

"It should be. One of the things I taught you is not to flirt, especially if you just met her at the club house," I reminded him.

"Brother Joavani is also there, Sister," he said, silencing me.

I already know that man. My marriage. I met him at his Mommy's birthday party. Our parents had planned for the two of us to meet.

Mommy was just saying earlier that she will schedule a family dinner together with them so that we can talk about our engagement party.

I get really nervous every time I think about that. What should I say to my boyfriend? Am I really going to break up with him? Even if I love him?

"You've been quiet, Sister." It wasn't long before we reached the company.

“Don't come down, Eigen. Leave if you're going somewhere else," I said to him to which he just nodded.

"Be careful, Sister," he said and handed me my traveling bag.

“Babe!” my boyfriend called me and I smiled sweetly at him. I waved at him and was about to approach him when someone pulled my elbow.

"What?!" I asked angrily and I struggled hard.

His arm just slid around my waist and the hair on my body stood up when he nuzzled my neck.

"It's been a while, sweetheart," he said to me softly.

"J-Joavani?" I said his name in shock. I didn't expect to see him here and in front of Marjon.

God...wrong timing.

I was worried about my boyfriend's reaction just because Joavani approached me. Even now, when are we leaving and face to face? Marjon is still here. Where he can clearly see everything.

So when I glanced at him again, he had a surprised look on his face and his fist was tightly clenched. I sighed before turning to the man who dared to touch me. I don't want someone to shock me and touch me without permission.

"Can you? you let go Many people are looking at us now. Get ready," I promised him coldly and gave him a bad look.

But he just smiled. He's really the type of guy that you can't count on when you're with him because he's always smiling. You won't feel the danger around you because his aura is too light.

Joavani Enriquez Lordez is indeed handsome. The way he stares is so deep, as if he's going to kiss your soul and his eyes are gray in color, it's even better when he blinks. Very alive. His nose is pointed and his jaw is well shaped. He is such a perfect man and his sex appeal is also strong. I also get nervous every time he's around.

Because you will feel his heavy presence first. Tall and with a good body. It doesn't look like a doctor if you look closely at him. Because he looks like a business man.

He has a good career. He is a neurologist doctor. He has his own hospital and as far as I know they are all doctors. That is their family's profession. They are not just ordinary people either. They come from a rich family and are known by most as obvious doctors.

"I'll take you, Gotchelle," he said in a soft voice but I just shook his hand. He felt really close even though we only spent one night together.

"What will you bring me? We have a seminar!” I yelled at him but he just grabbed me around my waist and I quickly averted my face because I knew he was going to kiss me. "Stop it," I said coldly.

"Miss, I'm your fiancé," he said making me almost smirk.

"We are not officially engaged yet, Joavani. So stop me now. Because you don't have a right to me yet," I threatened him and the corner of his lips rose.

"Your mom told me you had a seminar so I'm here to accompany you. I even volunteered to drive you, sweetheart,” he said to me with a wink. I think this one forgot where we were at this time.

"I don't need a partner," I promised emphatically.

"Because your boyfriend is there? Because you are with him?” he asked and he looked at what I was staring at. Marjon, who still had a look of surprise on his face.

"You don't care about that," I said.

"Does that man happen to you, Gotchelle?" I was shocked by his question. Why will he be disappointed when I tell him that?

"What about you if he became my first?" I asked him smiling.

I thought he would be upset because he found out that he was no longer the one who came before me but his face just came closer and whispered in my ear.

"I don't mind, sweetheart. I don't care about that as long as you are mine until the end. I can assure you of that. You will only come to me. Now go with your boyfriend,” he said and gently pushed me. I took a deep breath but Marjon also started to avoid me because he seemed to have an idea of ​​what was happening.

Even though I knew we wouldn't be together in the end, I still didn't give up on him. I still tried to fix our relationship while we were at the seminar even though we were very busy, so when those three days ended our team leader decided to go out first to unwind. They chose a bar that was just around the corner from the hotel we checked into.

Marjon couldn't stand me either because he also forgave me in the end. "Arranged marriage? I'm not shocked anymore, Gotchelle. Because I know... that will really happen," he promised bitterly.

I told him about our family history and even though he knew that, he didn't try to separate us because he loves me too. We love each other. Even if it can't be fought.

"Marjon," I uttered his name.

"That's enough. You've been drinking for a while. You know you get drunk easily," he said and grabbed the wine glass I was drinking from me.

"Marjon..."

“Hmm?” he responded and caressed my cheek making me smile.

“I'm sorry... I'm sorry if...I can't do anything for our relationship but...but if you wait for me, Marjon... I can divorce Joavani after just one year. Please...wait for me," I begged.

If he will let me marry someone else first and wait, I will find a way to annul my marriage with Joavani. If he can wait for me.

"What?"

"Please, wait for me, Marjon. It's the only way I know. What's in our family history will still continue but my parents won't be able to do anything if I divorce my husband by chance. Marjon, just give me one year and I'll come with you," I said and I thought it would be difficult to please him but he just nodded. He also smiled as if he agreed with my idea.

"Alright, I'll wait for you, hon. I don't care anymore if I'm not the first man to marry you as long as you're mine and we'll still get married in the end," he said and I suddenly remembered what Joavani said to me earlier.

But I just shook my head and smiled at my boyfriend. "I love you, Marjon."

"I love you too, Gotchelle," he promised with all his heart and his face slowly approached mine. So I immediately greeted him with a kiss on his lips, which he quickly responded to.

"Take me, hon... I want...you to be my first choice even if you are not the first one I marry. Please...make love with me...” I begged and he nodded in response. He pulled me to stand up.

I drank a lot because what I see now is not good. It was loud inside with the DJ's music and the laughter of the customers as they all danced. You will inhale pure smoke from their cigarettes.

When Marjon and I were walking, he even let go of my hand so some people dancing pushed me until someone caught up and quickly wrapped his big arm around my waist.

"Gotchelle," he said my name.

To Be Continued....