We sat at the couch of our apartment me and Sandro were cuddling. My phone rang and I answered it while Sandro turned the TV volume up.
*picks up phone*
"Hello?"
"Its me."
I immediately stood up when I heard their voice..
"Where ya going?" Sandro asked
"Hold on, important call" I said as I left the room and went to the balcony.
"What do you want?"
"Look, y/n.. I saw you and my son last night together.. what was that all about? Kissing? A date? Are you together?"
"Why do you care?"
"You told me you didn't like him. What changed?"
"What changed is that I fell for him. You do remember I broke up with you? Enjoy your time with Liza, she wants you anyway."
"Just, its not- I'm not comfortable with my son having a thing with my ex"
"And you expect me to?"
"Break up with him."
"The fuck? You can't just expect me to do what you want."
"Fine, Meet me tomorrow, we'll talk properly. okay?"
"I- fine."
I hung up the phone and sighed. Why would he want to talk to me, after what happened? And why now? Its been months maybe even a year, Can't believe this man.
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The President
FanfictionA reader x Bongbong Marcos fanfic. TAGLISH! Y/n is friends with the typical famous sandro marcos. They've met in a conference meeting and has been friends since then. Until one day Sandro finally introduces y/n to his family. as y/n met almost all o...
