Just like what they were saying, we are the captains of our own ships. No one else could sail our ships except us, who can go whatever direction we want our lives to be. All the things that will happen from the start, will eventually come to pass based on the choices that we’ve made. And with every one of these choices and decisions that we make, we get to determine what will happen with our lives and future.I really don’t know where in my past life I went wrong to the point that I’m experiencing all this pain in my current life.Are all my sufferings from the moment I was born not enough?Are all the pain and hatred that I’ve received from my ex-lover ever going to be enough?Was it really not enough despite all the sacrifices that I’ve made just for my children and our future?My senses came back to reality when my driver called me to attention. "Ma’am, we’re already here."I gave him a faint smile and then nodded. He was about to go outside to open my door, but I ordered him not t
After I got out of Dylan’s office, I immediately called Allaine since she’s the only one that I could talk to and rant about my life. Only a couple minutes had passed when I reached my workplace again, went to my office, then to the elevator. As if it were destiny, Allaine and I met inside the elevator, so I couldn’t suppress my eagerness to curse out that Dylan Mijares in front of someone. Allaine stopped me from going hysterical, so I calmed myself down. I want to cry (again), but I already have no tears left to cry. I wanted to shout and go berserk however possible, but I just can’t since I’m still here in my office. I was so shaken earlier that I don’t even know how I got myself out of his building."Will you please calm down, Beks?" Allaine pleaded with her worried face.I can’t even hear her because of the rage that I’m feeling right now. That Dylan Mijares, I fucking hate him to death! Who the hell is he to tell me that he’ll be involved in our lives whether I like it or not?
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?" I was relieved that I got to his position first before he got into the twins. I was running just to block his way to my kids because he was persistent as fuck."Why? What do you think I’ll do?" He even innocently asked. He was wearing a rash guard with his shorts, so anyone could really see his toned body, flaunting his abs and his gorgeous body. Oh, my, wait, Kaye! Concentrate to push him away, okay? Don’t focus on his Adonis-like body. My eyes evaded that sight when I realized that Id been looking at it for too long. Instead, I gave him a deadly stare so he could be moved. He just smirked and looked back at me. "Get lost, for God's sake."He just simply smiled, glanced at my kids, and then looked at me as if he didn’t hear my threat. He went past me. I sighed and closed my eyes before I turned around and chased after Dylan, who was walking towards the twins.My eyes squinted in irritation. If he thought that he'd get into my children, then he’s wrong bec
OUR SITUATION continued. We always spot Dylan whenever and wherever we are, and it’s bugging me, especially when I’m with my children. I don’t want him almost stalking us, so I asked Attorney Sanchez if I could get him a restraining order. That way, he could not get near us anymore. "Tomorrow, we’ll send the restraining order that I filed against that Dylan Mijares. He’ll see what I’m capable of." I happily said to Allaine. Finally, I could get rid of that arrogant jerk from our lives. I am not comfortable with him lurking all around, so it’s better this way. I also feel harassed by all his stalking and whatnot, even though I've asked him multiple times to stop. This is just the right way to handle this."Are you sure about this?" Allaine asked after I told her what I and my lawyer have decided. "Yes, Beks. This is the only way to get rid of Dylan and to stop him from going after my children." I determinably said. "Anyway, I’ll be the one to get the kids later from the school."Sud
THE RESTRAINING ORDER was already released, and I believe that at this moment, Dylan has already received it. Well, I kinda knew it when my phone kept ringing and he’s the only one with an unknown number who would call me simultaneously.He deserves it, and I could care less!Currently, Allaine and I are not talking that much because I’m still mad at her betrayal, no matter how big or small that is. Regardless of her reasons, I can’t accept it yet. Allaine mentioned and explained that Dylan’s really going to my twins’ school because that happens to be Lindsay’s, his niece's, school as well. Since they are going to the same school, Dylan could also have the opportunity to visit Nicolo and Nicolai. I also realized that Lindsay must be Jonas’ daughter, since Dylan happened to be her uncle. I shook my head as I realized. Good for Jonas; he must have already moved on from his past. From our past. But here I am, still haunted by my wicked past with the father of my children. I recently too
JUST LIKE what they say, when too much desire overpowers you, you'll lose everything, everything of you, including yourself and principle, especially if your whole system is craving on; it's like a wildfire that would consume the whole of you.I guess I'm doomed... "Hmm… D-Dylan, please, let me—!" I moaned his name when he kept cupping both of my mounds. He was passionately pressing them together as he sucked both of my nipples. "Yes?" he asked, looking at me. Our gazes met, but this time it was not anger nor rage we’re feeling at each other right now but lust and desire to fuck each other. I pushed him as I got out of bed. Dylan was either surprised or amazed.Maybe I’m getting crazy right now, or I’m being hypnotized by Dylan because I don’t know what I’m doing. But the fact that I love the feeling that he’s giving me right now has made me fucking care less about what's the real deal between the both of us. "Tonight, let me do all the work. We’re going to take it slow, and I’l
IT'S BEEN A WEEK and our lives have become more peaceful since there’s no Dylan Mijarez meddling in our businesses. I totally disconnected my connection with everything that’s happening in the city so that I could have the peace of mind that I deserved. Speaking of our business, I still trust Allaine that she could handle it. Besides, I also tasked my assistant to handle my remaining responsibilities while I’m away. It’ll just be temporary, so I hope that can hang on until then. But, are you going to be okay in this temporary setup, Kaye? Will you still be okay after this?Lately, I’ve been mesmerizing and meditating on a lot… as in a lot. I'm also thinking about taking my kids abroad so Dylan can get tired of chasing us.Besides, I am not yet ready to let Jonas know that I already have my twins. I have no plans to tell him, though. What for?This bedroom is so wide that you could even see the garden outside the mansion through the glass door that reflects the morning sunlight. I coul
A FEW DAYS had passed after that encounter with Dylan, and since then, I never got to see even a shadow of him. No calls or texts. He also didn’t show up anytime, anywhere, so it’s kind of fulfilling for me.Though part of me says that I’m thankful.But the other part seemed to be finding Dylan’s presence. Seriously, Kaye? Are you still sane?I shook the thought off my head. Sometimes I really can’t understand myself, and the worse thing is, I always think of Dylan Mijares, despite him always pestering our lives. I always dreamt of him, and I don’t know why.Was it a curse? I hope not. Maybe every person just gets insane whenever they meet a lunatic like Dylan Mijares.My nonsense overflowing thoughts have stopped when I heard the door of my room slide open. I saw Nicolai, but he seemed to not really be feeling well."Mama…" he uttered while massaging his eyes. He must have woken up earlier than expected. I welcomed him with a hug and then kissed his forehead. "Yes, baby, are you a
Well, this is Dylan Mijares, and what else could be hidden from him? "I'm sorry I didn't tell you right away." "It's alright, Kaye... you have your reasons, and I respect that. Besides, I kept it from you too that I knew Jonas was your ex-boyfriend back then, which makes sense why you kept calling me Jonas then." I just shook my head and smiled as I remembered that day. "Yeah, that incident was so horrible and embarrassing." "Yes, I could agree. However, that incident gave us Nicolo and Nicolai, for which I am grateful. Thank you for being a great mom and dad to both of them." I leaned against the chair's backrest and crossed my arms and legs. "You're welcome, and you're right." "So, returning to your weird dream, why must you undergo hypnotism? I don't understand." After Dylan asked, I explained to him what happened since I woke up from a coma and what I saw and dreamt about. He was paying attention, hanging on to every detail I shared. He didn't interrupt me; he just kept list
Right now, I feel like I'm stumbling in the dark, and the longer it goes on, the scarier it gets. I'm afraid I might not be able to handle it. I just heaved a sigh, thinking about things that have been on my mind lately, hoping that this break will help me think, reflect, and figure something out. I snapped back to reality when I felt someone approaching me; he stood next to me, admiring the beautiful view of the mountains, too."So, how are you feeling so far?" he asked me.I glanced at him. He was dressed in a simple black V-neck shirt, khaki cargo shorts, and grey loafers."This guy looks cute right now, with a different vibe when not in a suit or tux." I thought to myself with a smile."And since you smiled, I'll consider that a 'yes.' I'm glad to hear that you're feeling better, Ms. Zobel," he added.I just shook my head before responding. "You're crazy!""Am I the crazy one?" he laughed and shook his head while handing me my coffee in a mug, "Tsk, here... coffee as you requested
I closed my eyes, trying to search inside my mind if it was possible that the dream was true or if my imagination just made it up it was, like what the Doctor and Jonas had said to me before. Remembering what happened to me in the past and when we were still together with Jonas, he told me that I fell down the stairs while reaching for something in the cabinet inside my apartment. He said he happened to be in my place to visit me. According to him, we were close friends. Honestly, when I woke up from the coma, I didn't remember anything, and if it weren't for Jonas' guidance and help back then, I don't know what I would do or where I would start... that's why I believed everything he told me. At that time, I had no other choice but to believe Jonas, and he proved to me that everything he said was true. I saw our pictures together on my phone and his as well. Eventually, I learned to trust him, but after a month, I had this dream; almost every night, I dreamt about it... I also exp
I woke up in the room and saw the Doctor talking to Dylan. I slowly got up to find out what just happened. "What happened?" I asked softly. Dylan immediately noticed me, so he quickly approached me and helped me get up properly, gently leaning against the bed's headboard where I was lying. "You passed out," Dylan said to me as I regained consciousness, "and because you were unconscious for a long time, I called the doctor to check on you." I was surprised why I fainted. Was I really that stressed in life that I ended up in a fainting situation? I couldn't believe it as I looked at Dylan, "Wh-What? How's that even possible?" then my eyes shifted to the Doctor, "---Doc?" "Well, it's possible Miss Lopez since—" the Doctor looked at Dylan before continuing, "since you've been stressed lately, and Mr. Mijares here told me about what's been happening with you... but you don't have to worry because you need proper rest and avoid getting stressed." As the Doctor explained, I nodded; may
I saw myself slipping on the side of the road; someone pushed me so hard that I lost my balance, and my head hit the concrete, where I fell. I was crying and scared, especially when I saw a body lying in the middle of the road. "Drew... Drew... Drew..." I kept repeating that name. I couldn't understand why I was saying that name. Who is Drew? Why am I crying for him? Why am I scared for him? I tried to open my eyes; I didn't want to close them... I was scared and worried about the body lying in the middle of the road. I wanted to scream and ask for help, but I was slowly losing strength. Until I saw some feet stop in front of me. I was lying there and slowly losing consciousness, but I fought it. I saw the owner of the feet that stopped in front of me squat down and seem to be examining me. Based on his posture and clothes, I saw that he was a man, and his hand brushed away a few strands of my hair covering my forehead. "Drew..." I kept whispering that name. After a few minute
Why do I feel this way? Whenever he hugs me, I feel something unexplainable right from the start... For some reason, Dylan's embrace always gives me relief, security, and comfort that I can't even explain to myself. It's like my body knows him so well. My body seems to trust him, which is why I easily give in to him and find it so hard to push him away. But is this right? I was trapped inside Dylan's strong arms. I could consciously feel how tight his embrace was. We were standing facing each other, but I wasn't hugging him back—it was just him holding me. I could also feel every exhale on my neck becoming aggressive. I also found myself swallowing my saliva multiple times as if something was blocking my throat. I don't know what else to say. How should I react to what he's doing? I know now that it's peaceful and I really like it. I close my eyes, wanting to cry. That's how I feel. Is this the same feeling I had with Jonas before? Unfortunately, it's not... even though I loved
I woke up to sunlight touching my skin and hitting my face. I moaned with annoyance because it was blinding. How did the sun's rays manage to penetrate the curtains of my room's window?How did that happen?As far as I can remember, I didn't remember opening the window and pulling its curtains.So how?I was wondering, and even though I was too lazy to open my eyes, I forced myself to open them, even though they seemed reluctant to open. My head felt heavy—the aftermath of drinking too much wine.I opened my eyes but not wide enough; as I attempted, I closed them again and changed positions. I turned around to the different side of the bed, the right side since the large window is on the left side of this unit."Ahhh! What is this?" I groaned irritably. Lying on my side, I covered my head with a pillow and tried to go back to sleep.But when I heard a creak from my door, I suddenly became alert and opened my eyes under my pillow—actually, I was very wide awake. My forehead creased as
SO I understand now why I couldn't just forget about those eyes that almost killed me with just one look after a long time. That feisty woman who never thinks twice about challenging me. My mind may forget, but I could say my heart recognizes her. I couldn't fully understand those times. But since that event happened to us, I couldn't sit still. I often dreamt of her, searching for her without reason until I decided to get a private investigator to find her... to see Kaye. It wasn't easy, especially when she was suddenly gone for five years and even changed her name. For the second time, I thank the heavens for giving us another chance to meet again. I'm not the type who believes in destiny, but what happened with Kaye and me involves destiny. I thought I was just obsessed with her because I was looking for her and wanted to know about her, and then I found out she has kids... our kids. When I saw her again at the mall with those kids, I knew in my heart who she was, and those kids w
A tear dropped as I finished reminiscing about the past while Kaye was asleep, just crying silently. I reached out, wiped away those tears lingering on her cheeks, and smiled bitterly. 'I hate myself that even after all these years, all I bring to Kaye is pain... maybe... I will never be good enough for her.' I sighed deeply once again, then stood up. I tucked her in, ensuring she was comfortable, adjusting the covers and brushing away a few strands of hair falling on her face. For a moment, I ran my fingers over her beautiful face, tracing every feature, then smiled as I gazed at her with teary eyes before leaning down to kiss her forehead. "I missed you... so much!" I softly but firmly said after the kiss, gently pressing her cheek with my thumb. Before long, I stood straight and took a few soft steps towards the door to leave Kaye's room. Carefully, I opened and closed the door behind me as I exited. But before finally shutting it, I stole one last glance at her. Once I was su