Eric paused from reaching for his blanket. “Hey… it’s fine.” He grinned at her. “I really don’t expect to convince you on the first try.” Then he laughed. “Can’t blame a man for trying.”She smiled. Then sighed. “I’ll do it.”“Arianna—”“Don’t cover yourself. I’ll do it.”She heard a choked sound. “Baby… you don’t have to. I don’t have to cover myself if you don’t want me to. You know this is all yours.”She felt her cheeks warming up faster. “No, I’ll do it. Let’s do it. I want to do it for you.”She took a deep breath, took the phone tripod, then set her phone up on its clamp.Another big breath, then she started to lose the buttons on the front of her top pajamas…“Oh my god… you’re really doing it. Oh my god… I love you so much, baby!”Yna couldn’t help the smile that stretched her lips. She wanted nothing more than to make him happy, and that was enough incentive for her to forget her embarrassment at the exposure.After unbuttoning her pajama top, she opened the lapels. She didn
When Arianna could finally open her eyes, she stared at the screen of her phone, still dazed, until she realized that Eric was not doing anything but watching her, his chin tucked in both his hands, and he was lying on his front on the bed.“Eric…” she breathed his name in a sound that was both a laugh and an embarrassed cry.He breathed in, deep, slow. “God… I’ve never watched any-thing so erotic. Baby, you’re the sexiest, seriously hottest woman I have ever met.”She was still breathless. “Eric… you just… watched?”He nodded, his eyes still dazed. “You were magnificent…”“But you said you’re going to do it with me?”“You said you wanted to watch me, too,” he told her, then his lips twitched naughtily. “Are you ready?” he asked as his hand reached for the hard, angry rod that protruded from the shaved area in the apex of his powerful thighs.She suddenly felt like her tongue just got shoved down her throat and she couldn’t give him anything but a whimper and a nod.With a sexy grin, h
The next few days saw Yna keeping busy.She cooked in the morning, took care of lunch breakers from lunch down to early afternoon, and cleaned up after that.Then a rest… either an afternoon nap or reading, and then anything she could get busy with in the afternoons like weeding out their garden or chatting with friends who’d come over.Zoren, Chinchin, and Giselle visited several times, bringing snacks and gossip. The girls were both still overwhelmed that she was with Eric. They were so excited and kept on making up detailed happy endings to her story, dreaming they'd also meet a prince, and making Zoren scowl at Giselle when she described different descriptions of several princes that weren’t even remotely like him.He really, secretly liked her.She always ended her day on her Kindle and with Riqui. There were nights when he looked so tired they would chat for a few moments about their day, until she insisted he sleeps as she watched the clock.They always had the video call on unt
Yna held her stinging cheek as she stared at the angry Señora, dumbfounded. Even though a part of her had feared she would be maltreated if she stayed alone with them, she hadn’t run. She felt she should face this now and get it over with.But the Señora still stunned her, anyway.And she still felt tears stinging her eyes.It probably was because she had become accustomed to the kindness and acceptance of Eric and his father that she expected the señora to at least act refined. Nevertheless, this was what she was afraid of when she became Eric’s girlfriend, when she chose to love him back. Something like this would happen because not all people on his end would view their relationship open-mindedly like his father did.She was especially wary of his mother because of whispers of maltreatment that’s been talked about her in the hacienda when she was still with the señor. They said she had a temper. It was not impossible—had she still been living here.But what Yna couldn’t believe was
Yna’s stupefaction was confirmation enough for the doña.“You see?” She had pushed away at Brad and was straightening her dress. Her gold bracelets were making tinkling sounds like chimes on her wrists as she patted at herself, as if she was trying to pat dirt from being near her. “And don’t you even deny it because Brad here bought you. He paid for you! For the amount of ten thousand pesos! How cheap are you?” She spat again but on the ground now because Brad was standing between them. “You had your hand on the coins and you wanted a barrel! If you think you can have that, you are delusional, puta!” “Tita, that’s not how it went... please...!” Brad was in a panic now. He was trying not to drag the woman back to the car though he tried in vein to push her, but she wouldn’t have it.“Will you stop it, Brad?!”“Tita, did you forget that Tito Sylver doesn’t know we’re here? With the noise you’re making, someone can hear and find out what the noise is about. He’s not going to be happy. W
Brad couldn’t wait to drive the two women in the backseat to the hotel they were staying at. He felt like he had acquired dirty things he needed to dispose of right away.Tita Lucilla’s incessant nagging about how stupid he was for apologizing to Arianna wasn’t helping. It wasn’t supposed to be like this when he drove them to give some sense to Arianna. This wasn’t how he had intended for things to go.He only wanted the young woman to have a glimpse of how other relatives would treat her when they found out.And he wasn’t still sold to the idea of her friend falling in love and possibly marrying a woman who couldn’t serve him in social circles. He couldn’t understand why Eric continued to shun away people who he could be allied with. And it was affecting Brad through association.But that didn’t matter now.Not only did he truly care about the bastard, but he also cared that Eric was the only one whom he wanted to work with. He had a lot to be grateful for when he became his friend. Y
Tommy came home earlier than usual, and when he did, he went straight up to her room. It was like he knew something already, because as soon as he came in the door, his face was at her face.And when she tried to turn away, he held her head on both sides, and he saw what she was trying to hide from their mother.“Ate…!” he whispered in a strangled voice. It was like he was the one who got beaten up. There was a wealth of emotions on his face.Then he started to cry out of sheer anger, his handsome face crunching up before he brought his face down her lap so he could hide the noise of huge sobs trying to escape from his chest to reach downstairs.She held her brother. “Sshh.. don’t let Mama hear you. I’m packing so we can leave.”She could see Tommy’s huge effort to stop crying. But he was shaking his head.“We can’t leave! Kuya Eric isn’t here yet. He’ll think of some-thing. Ate, we can’t leave until we’ve talked to him, or he’d be angry at you!”“Tommy… the neighbors would know by n
Yna heard Eric catch his breath.“You’re so unfair. I can’t even kiss you, baby,” he said tenderly. “You got a split on your lip.” He burrowed his head into the side of her head, breathing in the smell of her hair. “I’m so sorry… I’m so sorry, Arianna.”“Stop. You didn’t do this to me.”He raised his head and his eyes followed the direction of the scratches and bruises on her face. “I’m going to kill them,” he said in a rough voice.“E-Eric...” she whispered, wanting to tell him to just stop getting angry, but the tears chose then to appear and start flowing down her cheeks. She couldn’t stop them anymore, nor the self-pity, and her own anger at how she’d been treated even by Señorito Brad.When he embraced her again, she felt like she was falling building blocks from a formed structure. All the exhaustion, pain, and fear were released from where she’d been trying to hold them in.She missed him terribly. She missed the warmth of his body, the shape of him, his smell, and the thudding