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
AS SOON AS I got into the emergency room, I saw the twins having seizures, and my heart almost dropped. Mamita was crying so hard, while Papito was keeping his composure, but still worried about his wife and the kids. Automatically, I cried so hard and would have almost gone inside, but the nurse held me and stopped me. We were forced to move out of the emergency room to clear the area. At that moment, the attending physician and some of the kids doctors also came and helped assist Nicolo and Nicolai. The doctors were trying to loosen anything around Nicolo’s neck while a nurse was unbuttoning Nicolai’s shirt. They were helping each other to clear the area and assist my children’s situation. Despite being occupied by what I am seeing, it feels like my life flashes before my eyes whenever I see my kids suffer like this. Excessive thoughts and overthinking have been rushing into my mind, but I'm also trying my best to stay positive and tell myself that everything’s going to be alright.
AFTER THE talk that I had with Allaine, I immediately decided to move away from this province so I could swiftly reach the city. I need to meet Dylan in an instant. Yes, I know that this is one of the last things that I would do—talk to that bastard—but life gave me no choice. Again… after I did so much just to stay away from Dylan’s presence, I still ended up begging for him at the end of the day. I am helpless, again. "Mama, you will come back, right?" Nicolo asked while I was fixing his hospital bed. "Of course, baby, I’ll come back for you." I immediately answered and caressed his cute face. "Mama, come back immediately, okay? Please?" Nicolai butted in and reached for my hand. I also kissed his forehead, then fixed his bed as well. "Sure, baby, I will." I replied. I waved goodbye to them earlier, as well as to Mamita and Papito, to settle things with Dylan. In this moment, I need to do this for the kids, whether I like it or not. Many might call me ‘hypocrite’ for doing this
IF THEIR stares could kill, I might have been dead right now in front of them. Dylan just looked at me while he was with the lady earlier who hung on him like a lizard.Meanwhile, Dylan stared at me with a look of confusion sketched across his face. He must have been asking me, "What am I doing here in his office?" He might be thinking that I just got lost in his office by accident, since the very last thing that I want from him is to accept his TRO and get lost. Our staring contest was not long enough because I avoided his deadly gaze. "Dylan, why would you ask why a janitress’ here? Isn't it obvious? Her job is to clean!" This lady dramatically said it and faced Dylan. "Excuse me, but what janitress are you talking about, Rachelle?" Dylan asked her back, still confused by what was happening. "What? OMG! Don't give me that look, Dylan!" This flirty bitch told Dylan and faced me with raised brows. She even crossed her arms over me as if I wasn’t supposed to be here. "My God, Dylan
I WAS SPEECHLESS… No, ‘speechless’ is an understatement! I was fucking dumbfounded and yet stunned by the condition that Dylan was asking for in exchange for his help for the twins! And take note: the twins are his fucking children!"You are fucking insane!" I told him, gritting my teeth. He was about to touch my lips, but I grabbed his arm and threw it away. How dare he humiliate me this way! I was feeling this intense anger, blood-boiling rage toward this man right in front of me. I know that he is also feeling it since my eyes were so sharp, as if it could kill him. Though, my heart was beating so fast, not because of his mere presence or this weird feeling for him, but because of my anger towards this little shithole, I was so damn mad!Oh, God. Help me not to strangle this man’s neck with my bare hands just so he can get a sense of what he’s talking and thinking about. He’s damn fucking evil!How dare he play this petty game with me, even though he knew the twins situation? I
"MAMA, LOOK! I shot 3 points!" Nicolo happily cheered at me while I was preparing their breakfast. They have been playing basketball since earlier, and they don’t seem to be tired until now."Yehey, I also did too!" Nicolai screamed next, jumping in enthusiasm. I waved my hand at them while they were playing with Dylan.I can’t stop myself from smiling at this beautiful sight in front of me. I am genuinely happy that my kids are okay now, and at the same time, I can sense that they’re getting comfortable and happy with Dylan. It’s very obvious, though. Anyone could think of them as a happy family, and no one could think otherwise.I was also thankful that the sun was up today. It was just as bright as our mood this day. We were so happy that we got to surpass what we struggled with these last 2 weeks.Yup, that was just two weeks ago. Back then, I thought we were already hopeless, but no. At the very least, I’m thankful for Dylan and will forever be grateful for what he did for the tw
The contract agreement to become Dylan's sex slave will come into effect and be carried out after the twins are completely okay. At first, I thought it might not happen, but knowing Dylan, I was doubtful. I know it could happen anytime, but I wasn't expecting it to be this soon, and to top it off, we're going to do it here at Mansion de Zobel, where he will shamelessly take advantage of me.As much as I wanted to protest, I couldn't do anything, so I just followed what he had ordered me to do. I swallowed several times when my face was almost level with his proud, thick, and long shaft.My eyes widened in surprise since I wasn't expecting him to be so big. I couldn't believe that thing was able to fit inside me."Miss Zobel, are you just going to stare at that?" My eye twitched when Dylan said that."I-I’m…" I heaved a heavy sigh. "I’m sorry.""I once told you, Miss Zobel. I’m an impatient person, so please, don’t let me wait." Dylan answered while his hands traced my jaw to my chin
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