Nobela ni Yna

"Love, I'm starting work tomorrow," I announced, raising my voice to ensure he heard me. He was currently swimming in the pool while I prepared his snack.He emerged from the water and approached me, and I handed him a towel. "But didn't you decline that?" he asked, referring to Luke's proposal."Yeah, but I changed my mind. I don't want to stay here doing nothing," I explained. It was my choice after all; no one forced me to make it."If that makes you happy, love, I'll support you," he said, prompting me to hug him in joy."I'm wet, love," he chuckled, causing me to release him, realizing my soaked attire."Well, you're wet too; you might swim as well," he teased, grabbing my hand and pulling me along for a dip.We relished each other's company until we realized it was already 6 p.m.AS MONDAY DAWNED, I rose and prepared for work, finding Rylee cooking breakfast in the kitchen."Good morning, love. Where's Manang?" I inquired.He planted a kiss on my forehead before replying, "Good m

"Jia?" a guy uttered softly, a glimmer of excitement in his eyes. I glanced at him with a poker face until his smile slowly faded away. His face held stories I couldn't decipher."I'm sorry, do I know you?" I questioned, the earlier joy in his eyes replaced by an expression of disbelief."I'm Luke; don't you recognize me?" he asked, frustration lining his face. I remained silent, caught in a web of confusion. "We met at the bidding event, and after a year, I searched for you. You worked at my company as my secretary and a fashion designer.""Why didn't you show up at the wedding?" He asked with frustration. I strained to grasp the threads slipping through my fingers. His words, once a source of comfort, now left me in bewildered silence. The love he spoke of felt like a phantom in the recesses of my forgotten history. Why does he say something different from what Rylee told me?Within me, a storm brewed—a tempest of frustration and confusion. I stood on the precipice of a love erased

LUKE'S POV"Any updates?" I asked my cousin over the phone. I checked daily, hoping for news about Jia."I'm sorry, coz, but still nothing. Even her father knows nothing." I was starting to lose hope. It's been five years, Jia. I've searched for you, and you haven't told me where you were going. I thought you were different from Amy, but it seems you're just like her, not showing up for the wedding."Come in!" I shouted inside my office when my secretary knocked."The board called for an urgent meeting, sir," she said."Why so sudden?" I asked curiously."I don't know, sir.""The company is slowly falling, Luke. What are we going to do?" I sighed. Yeah, another problem."You know what? I've thought of something. This might be our only hope for success," one of the board members said. "Yana Alvarez, a famous fashion designer in the US, has a renowned company that skyrocketed within a year. She revived the failing company she bought from a man who was losing hope. She saved it, and after

THE WEEKEND VIBES HIT, and I found myself at home, the clock ticking away to 10:13 in the morning. A sudden pang of hunger struck, urging me to venture into the kitchen. Lo and behold, there was Luke, masterfully shirtless, whipping up something magical. His presence was magnetic; my mind yelled, "Don't look!" but my rebellious eyes couldn't resist."I might just melt," he quipped, now standing before me. His words from the night before echoed, along with the lingering sensation of his tender kiss."Why the rosy cheeks? Feeling the heat?" he teased, prompting me to retreat to the table and savor a cup of coffee."That's my brew," he declared once I drained it."Why didn't you tell me earlier?" I questioned. "You seemed to enjoy my saliva," he chuckled, playfully chasing me for a meal.WE SETTLED ON THE SOFA, a silent understanding hanging in the air."Shall we make tonight a dinner affair with your dad?" Luke proposed, reigniting our plan for a weekend feast."Oh, sir, where did you me

With a calming breath, Jia stepped out of the car, her eyes widening at the sight of Luke Castillo's imposing mansion. After weeks of her father's recovery, she braced herself for the unknown twists her life might take.The butler ushered her into a grand foyer, and with a polite nod, he disappeared, leaving Jia to marvel at the opulence surrounding her. The towering ceilings and lavish decor made her feel like an intruder in a world far removed from her humble beginnings. What could a man of wealth like Luke possibly want with a simple village girl?As she ventured further into the mansion, each step seemed to echo the beating of her heart. The silence was broken only by the soft rustle of her clothes, emphasizing her solitude in this grandeur. The air carried a mix of unfamiliar scents, the fragrance of exotic flowers and polished mahogany, making her senses dance in confusion.Footsteps resonated on the marble stairs, a rhythmic prelude to Luke's descent. He appeared with an enigmat

LUKE'S POVIT WAS JUST ANOTHER MUNDANE day, the monotony of routine settling in like an unwelcome guest. I found myself seated in my office, pen in hand, gazing absently through the glass wall. Recalling yesterday's conversation with my manager, a sigh escaped my lips."So say something!" I attempted to keep my anger in check, maintaining a cool facade. This wasn't the time for an outburst."Pardon me if I couldn't convince Miss Jia to heed your search, sir," my manager stammered, trying to conceal his fear. I sympathized with him, but what had come over me? Ever since encountering that girl, I'd learned to control my temper. "I tried persuading her, but, sir, she exudes an air of haughtiness, and she has her own polished way of turning down offers." Damn that woman! How could she reject such a fantastic opportunity?"Get out of my office right now!" The command echoed in the room. This was unacceptable; no one in their right mind had ever dared to reject my proposal. I needed to take