Novels by Princess Faye De La Vega

Lost.If there’s one thing that could describe the predicament Vince is in right now, it’s probably the word lost. Despite looking tough and impassive on the outside, he has lots of things to worry about. The things he didn’t want to think of while he sought solace in Serenity’s embrace. Something that’s become implausible. The weight of it all, the responsibilities, his pledge of loyalty, and his own personal whims had dragged him down the depths of his own hell.He sighed as he buried his face on Serenity’s chest, listening to the steady rhythm of her beating heart, a melody he could listen to for the rest of his life. It was as if he was being lulled to sleep by said melody, yet he still couldn’t bring himself to do so.

“You don’t have to look at other women anymore, Vince. I’ll give you everything. Just…don’t…”Serenity, likely drunk out of her mind, was set on touching herself to get Vince to pay attention to her…and only her. Her hands were slowly trailing across her chest, going down…until Vince held her wrists to stop her.Even as she pressed her body down on his as his body reacted to her warmth, Vince shook his head at her. With that, the tears she was holding back streamed down her face continuously as her hands dropped to her sides. Disappointment was written all over her face, her mouth opening to ask why…yet no words were coming out.His heart ached uncontrollably at the sight of his Serene crying. Something within him was boiling— the rage he directed at himself. The thought of his Serene, his Aia, objectifying herself to make him stay…was enough to destroy him deep within his core.“Why—” He stopped when his voice cracked as he failed to control his emotions. “Wha- I don’t get it, Serene

“Did you really have no woman? Like, maybe someone you've had some sort of relationship with?”“Other than you?”Serenity sighed, nodding. “Other than me.”“No, why?”Serenity felt something she didn’t want to feel from within her, then looked away. “Nothing.”She couldn’t understand why Vince’s camera would have a picture of someone she doesn’t know, but even if she wants to ignore it, there’s no way she can. She’s never seen that person, and Vince swears to have never been with a woman besides her, ever.If that’s the case, then who was that? Serenity didn’t want it to bother her, but no matter where she looked at it, it was just too strange for her.“You cooked?” Vince asked as he came down, a small towel still on his wet hair.“Yeah. Sit down,” she replied in a monotone as she served the food.“That looks good, babe.”“Babe?” Serenity spat sarcastically, almost too much that it surprised Vince. “Ah, sorry.”“My bad…” he trailed off as he helped her with the food.The two sat toget

Even after hearing Vince’s response, Serenity didn’t know what to say or do. Sincerity was evident on his face, but the latter was filled with fear and distrust. A part of her wished she had not asked, but she knew her entirety wanted to at least hear Vince out.But the real question is…What are we, really? It’s the biggest question both Serenity and Vince have had. Yet it was also the scariest.Answering it means two things— it’d either spell out the end of whatever they have or they’d have to take another big risk. If they were asked to choose, then they’d rather not…for now.After a good talk, the two sat in s

“Who knows? Maybe I’ll make you mine instead.”Serenity chuckled at what Vince said. “You can’t do that.”“What makes you say so?”“Someone like you would rather get shot in the head than disobey the people you owe. That’s just how you are.”Vince couldn’t say anything back because he knew she was right. They’ve both reiterated many times over that Serenity has already memorized it. But the former never took her words seriously with a mindset that there was no point in brooding over them.Serenity’s lips formed a pout as she quietly followed him into the deepest parts of the forest. The two ventured deeper into the heart of the island, and the scenery surrounding them slowly changed. The towering trees she always noticed when she stood on the balcony were now surrounding them, with them forming a natural canopy that filtered the scorching sunlight. Serenity, as always, was fascinated by them as she looked around to see the patterns they created.She’s always adored the sea, falling in

It was that night. The first time they came to the Lopez manor in the Philippines, with Serenity drunk out of her mind after being thrown halfway across the globe to hide from their pursuers. “Hey! You’re leaving me here, seriously?” Serenity whined as she tugged on Vince’s jacket. “Serene, let go. I can’t stay here.” Instead of letting his jacket go, she pulled him in closer and forced him to sit with her on the couch. As usual, the two of them are left by themselves inside Serenity’s room. The only person that’s ever been allowed to be that close to the heiress of the Lopez clown is him, Vincentius Salvador. Sighing deeply, Vince tried to gently get her hands off his chest. Except a drunk-out-of-her-mind Serenity would never give up. Is she really drunk, though? Or is it a mere excuse to get someone to stay with her on a cold, cold night? Vince doesn’t know, but how could he leave such a vulnerable Serenity, her emotions laid bare, all alone? That would make him an unreliable ch