Arman is the private investigator I hired to investigate the woman who abducted me, and I trust Arman to get the information I needed in a short amount of time.

"Thank you," he said before leaving me with the file on that woman.

"Amy, I didn't want to be disturbed," I told my secretary after calling her on the private line.

I immediately opened the brown folder, where I immediately saw her picture.

According to the report, her real name is Gabrielle Crisostomo, but she preferred to be called Gabby.

I saw several pictures from the folder; she looks really different compared to the time when I saw her in the bar, looking sophisticated and mature.

She looked so simple and innocent, which I approved, but I immediately dismissed that thought since this is not the time to admire her looks because I needed to make her pay.

I tried to compare Gabby's picture with Mel's, if I was going to be honest, Mel is actually my usual preference, but there was something about Gabby that made me interested in her; hence, if I was going to choose, I would go with Gabby anytime.

"Shit!" I cursed when I suddenly remembered the time I kissed her, and right this instant, I felt my member reacting as if still feeling the lust from that day.

"Gabby..."

For some reason, I enjoyed saying her words, and again, I felt the heat of lust enveloping me.

I couldn't deny the sexual attraction I was feeling toward that girl, and an idea popped into my head, which I'm going to execute this coming Monday.

But first, I needed to prepare everything before Monday came, and by that time, she would get what she deserved.

"Amy, get here."

After thinking about the things I will be needing to do, I called my secretary in my office.

"Do I have any important appointments for the next two weeks?" I asked her as soon as she got inside.

She checked the tablet in her hand and checked my schedule, and after a few minutes, she finally lifted her head and looked at me.

"You don't have any important meetings for the next two weeks," she answered.

"Good, I want you to cancel all my appointments for the next two weeks; actually, make it until further notice. I'm going on vacation," I said, smiling wickedly.

I could see curiosity in Amy's eyes, but she didn't make any comment. I knew she was surprised since I seldom go on vacation.

After I was done giving her further instructions, she finally returned to her table, leaving me in my office. The smile on my face was still visible.

"Gabrielle Crisostomo, you're going to have the taste of your own medicine," I thought to myself as the smile on my face widened even more.

-=Gabby's Point of View=-

I woke up the following morning feeling a little tired because, just like the previous nights, I had nightmares.

During the weekend, I was really anticipating that I would be arrested because of what I did to Jayden, but even after the weekend ended, nothing out of the norm happened, which scared me even more.

The thought of the unknown was scarier compared to the things that were expected to happen.

"Monday," I suddenly remembered, and I couldn't stop the smile forming on my lips when I realized that today is Monday, which means I have to go to work.

I hated Monday mornings before since it was the first day of work, but now I couldn't wait to go to work.

So, I immediately got out of bed, took a quick shower, and readied myself to go to work, and it only took me almost an hour to do all those things.

"Good morning, Gabby," the morning guard, Gardo, greeted me.

"Good morning," I replied, trying to keep a smile on my face while he inspected my bag.

After just a few seconds, I was good to go, so I got inside and clocked in. My shift would start at exactly seven a.m.

"Good morning, Gab, you look horrible," she said with a grin on her face.

"You don't have to state the obvious, I have mirrors at home," I answered with an annoyed expression.

I know how I looked, and it was not surprising since I didn't have enough proper sleep, and the anxiety is killing me. It did cross my mind to turn myself in and confess what I did just to end this misery.

"Calm down, Gabby; you're overthinking, that dude is probably too busy making money to waste any time on you, unless..."

"Unless what?" I asked when she intentionally didn't finish her sentence.

"Unless he likes you," she finally continued.

"That's impossible, Reg, you knew the women who were being linked to that man, supermodels, celebrities, and there was no way he would like me," I told her, quite certain about it.

"Stop belittling yourself, Gabby, you're also beautiful, at least second to me," she said, which finally made me laugh.

In all fairness, there are a lot of people who tell me that I am beautiful, but I opted to ignore them and not take them seriously.

At exactly seven in the morning, the guard allowed the clients to get inside, and a few minutes later we finally started working.

Morning is the busiest day of the week, which I prefer since I was hoping that it would take my mind off Jayden.

I was so focused on serving my client, that I didn't even realize the time, so I was surprised when Regina told me that it was already lunchtime.

We asked permission from our manager first before going on lunch break.

There weren't many customers in the branch anyway, so she allowed Regina and me to go on lunch together.

"Where do you want to eat?" I asked her.

"Anywhere cheaper, you know I'm broke," she replied.

What she was earning as a bank teller is not enough because of all her responsibilities at home, so I understood her situation, and as much as I wanted to treat her to a really nice restaurant, I am also broke because of the money I spent when I abducted Jayden.

Since we were both broke, we decided to go to a nearby burger stand that offers a buy one, get one promo, and since we're not that hungry, we decided to just share the burgers.

"I am planning to go to Dubai," Regina said all of the sudden.

"Are you serious?" I asked, but I could see the certainty in her eyes, and I couldn't help, but feel sad if that happened.

"Yeah, but it's not decided yet, but I'm seriously thinking about it. You knew how much responsibility I have with my family, and what I am making from the bank is not enough for us," she said with a solemn look on her face.

She appeared to be too cheerful, but I could tell that she was just trying to act that way, because deep inside, she's having a hard time being responsible for her siblings.

"Is there no other way?" I inquired; I understand she is doing it for her family, but it will be difficult for me once she departs; she is, after all, my best friend.

"Well, there is another way," she suddenly said.

"What's that?" I asked, already thinking of helping her not to leave the country.

"That's it. If I managed to snatch a wealthy husband, then I wouldn't have to go to Dubai," she answered calmly, but I could see from behind her eyes the humor that she was trying to hide.

"You're really crazy, Regina!" I screamed at her.

"Just kidding, you're so serious, Gabby, and besides, it was just a plan, and do you think I would trust my family to just anyone?" She asked where her left eyebrow had been raised.

After finishing our meal, we decided to return to the bank and were surprised by the number of people inside.

Usually, during this time, there are not many customers, considering that it is still the lunch hour.

"Why are there so many people?" I heard Regina ask.

"Maybe there is a celebrity inside," I said.

We were only a few feet from the door when a man in black stopped us; luckily, the morning guard noticed us and explained to the man that we both work in this bank.

"What's that all about?" I asked Regina, while still thinking about the man who stopped us.

I was still looking at the same man, who was stopping anyone from getting inside, but when I didn't hear anything from Regina, I immediately looked at her face and noticed her face getting pale.

"What's wrong?" I asked, worried, and then noticed her looking in front of us, so I followed her gaze, only to be stunned when I finally saw what she was looking at.

I could sense danger from the way he looks at me, and I would rather pass out than continue looking at him, but for some reason, I couldn't take my gaze away from him.

My focus was on Jayden, and I felt that we were the only people in the bank, so I was startled when I felt someone holding my arm, and when I looked, I realized it was just our manager.

"Ma'am..." The only word that passed my lips.

"Mr. Andrada has been waiting for you for a while now," she said.

She seemed overjoyed to have someone like Jayden Andrada visit our home, but if she only knew why he was here, she'd probably feel sorry for me.

I couldn't help but back away when Jayden suddenly stood up and walked toward me. My heart was beating so fast waiting for him to come to me that I stopped myself from turning around and running away from this place because I knew that even if I did, the man outside who I think is his bodyguard would stop me.

I was almost out of breath as the distance between us got smaller and smaller until he stopped a foot away from me, and I suddenly stiffened when he brought his face closer to my ear, I couldn't help but smell his masculine scent mixed with the expensive perfume he wore.

It was as if all the hair in my body suddenly stood up when he finally spoke.

"I never forget," was the only thing that passed his lips, but it was enough to shake me from my core, and when I looked at his face, I could see a threatening smile on his lips.

I was petrified as I stood rooted in the ground.

He didn't stay for so long, and when he left, I looked at Regina, hoping that she could tell me what I needed to do, but based on her reaction, I could tell that she was also thinking the same thing.

Nothing and no one could stop Jayden Andrada from exacting his vengeance on me.

Chapter 8 I Never Forget, Gabrielle Crisostomo

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