Beauty's POV . "My goodness, Beauty! The news all over about you and Drew is driving me insane!" He exclaimed in excitement. Bobita's eyes sparkled with joy, and the smile on his face was radiant. We are on a video call. I thought it would do his head in, but it was the opposite of what I expected. It seems like he was having a ball with what's happening over there. "Drew Mondragon is an ideal boyfriend for me, you know," his eyes sparkle, "Imagine? Tokyo escapade! How did he know that the media would haunt you? You should check your place, Beauty. There are many reporters outside, but luckily nobody was home." I was taken aback. My eyes widened in surprise. I never imagined that things would turn out this way. Oh, God, I hope my sister will not kill me for this. "Oh my, I hope my sister, Amalia, won't kill me," I uttered. "Don't worry, Beauty. She's busy at the moment, and I just finished talking to her.". It seems like your sister does not know what's happening around there.
Beauty's POV . Drew's warm embrace makes me feel complete. He was late for our dinner, but still, I waited for him. I had nothing to eat because I wanted us to eat together. He gave me a quick kiss, and I could smell the alcohol around his lips. "I'm sorry, darling, it's hard to refuse the Japanese investors. We had a few drinks. That's why I didn't take you with me today because of this." His body deflated beside me, and his arms looped around my waist. He slightly rested his head on my shoulder and buried his face between my neck. "How did your meeting go? Is everything okay? Have you eaten?" I gently touched the side of his face while his eyes were closed. "Yeah, it was good." He tirelessly sighed. "I didn't eat anything because I wanted to have dinner with you after the meeting. But then we had a few drinks, and I was late. I'm sorry, Beauty. . . Have you eaten?" He is now looking at me in the eyes. "Not yet. I was waiting for you." We both look at the table ahead. I cover
Beauty's POV . We roamed around the town and tasted different vendor foods on display. We tried the Sushi's on Sushi no Midori. It was good, and I ate a lot. Afterward, we walked around again, adoring each display, and trying different varieties of their delicacies. Drew is not fussy when it comes to this. I thought he would, but to my surprise, he can blend in well, even with the lowest living organism around. "Here, have this," he offered. I open my mouth as he feeds me the food by hand. "Hmm, this is good. Have you tried takuyaki balls?" I smiled while chewing. I felt the sauce on the side of my mouth and was about to lick it. But Drew was quick to wipe it for me using his hand. "Yes. It was my favorite when I was in secondary school. There was an authentic Japanese stall in front of the university, which was always busy during peak hours. The chief happens to be my buddy. She always packed a decent lunch for me." He winked wickedly. "She? Your buddy?" One of my eyebrows sl
Beauty's POV."What's your greatest dream?" Drew looked at me seriously. His eyes have no shadow, and what he asks hits me.I want to smile, but I can't force myself to do this. And instead of giving him the satisfactional answer he wants to hear, I choose to look away, avoiding his gaze."What about you? What's your greatest dream, Drew?" I asked, and my eyes were focused on the TV now.The smirking noise he let go started the tension between us. We both went quiet.There's a comfortable couch in a bed size behind us. We are leaning against it. I like sitting on the carpeted floor, expanding my feet, relaxing my body, and making myself comfortable like I am at home while watching TV. Drew joined in and sat down behind me in a spoon-cuddle position.He squeezed my body closer to his frame and rested his chin on my shoulder. I felt the tingling, warm sensation crawl inside me once again."To have a family with you, Beauty. . . . That's my dream. I want to be with you for the rest of m
'I love you, Beauty, I love you. When I tell you I love you, I'm not saying it out of habit. I am reminding you that you are my life. Marry me, Beauty. I want to keep you, I want to hold you, I want to do this every night with you.' -Drew James Mondragon- . Beauty's POV . I felt Drew's tongue licking my neck. It's a combination of kisses and licks, and it ignites my body into flame. His kisses came down in the middle of the valley of my breast. I gasped as he took his time kissing me. It's like he's taking his time kissing my bare skin. I moaned in excitement as ecstasy took over me, and the only sensational response I could do was to whirl his hair, gently massaging his nape. "Oh, Drew..." I gasped for air while panting underneath him. Drew's hand travels underneath me, slowly, as he caressingly rubs me underneath. I couldn't control my needs, and I felt so hot. My body arched as I moaned, calling for his name. "If we're doing this—" he uttered under his breath, and we stared
Unconditional love is a real sense of security. Beauty's POV . Funny as it is, after that steamy night we had, Drew ended up purchasing a box of condoms. A box wasn't enough. He added four more boxes. There was no time to relax. We love making out, and it's driving me insane. And like him, I can't get enough of this desire. We were like a newlywed couple on a honeymoon's stake. "Are you okay?" He asked, kissing my bare shoulder. I smile. "Yes, darling, but I'm sad." Drew Mondragon is indeed dominant and possessive but with a good heart. Now, having here with me, loving him like this, I could no longer ask for more. I used to have a lot of insecurities within me, including my status in the society. Drew is of noble birth, while I have nothing to offer except for my heart. I don't want him to think I'm taking advantage of him. I still want to pursue my dreams. "Sad? And why is that?" Drew grabbed my hand and lingered around my fingers until he molded it with mine. He smiled whe
Beauty's POV "I'm happy that Drew has found a wonderful woman." I couldn't keep myself from smiling so much. It's nice to listen to Nay. She's adorable and reminds me of my grandmother. She taught me a lot about Drew's preferences when it comes to adding spices to his food. It was a simple dish, but Drew's taste buds had an elegant palate. "Did someone mention my name again?" I turn to see him. He looks fresh and smells great. He is drying his hair. He had just finished his warm shower. "Drew and Liam are my sons. Please take care of that big one." Nay chuckled slightly as she pointed to Drew. Drew is smiling and walking towards us confidently. "Drew's father is a perfectionist, Beauty. I hope you won't get intimidated by his words," Nay continued. I pressed my lips together and wrinkled my nose when Drew peered a quick kiss on my lips. He also gave Nay a quick hug. "Go and put on some top clothes, son. Food will be ready soon." Nay ordered him. "Yes, Nay." Drew's lips quickl
Beauty's POV . "Welcome back, Mrs. Beauty Mondragon!" Bobita exclaimed loud enough for the others to hear. "What the heck, you!" I grabbed his wrist and pulled him with me straight to my office. I shut the door the moment we both stepped inside. "What the heck is wrong with you?" with both hands resting on my hips, my face flustered. He wickedly looked at me from head to toe and whirled around, heading towards my table. He sat on my chair, and his eyebrows raised. The expression on his face definitely tells me one thing. He told everything to my sister! "How's the honeymoon?" his expression softened, and he looked at me suspiciously. "What honeymoon? W-Who told you that it was a honeymoon? It was work, okay!" I stammered. I avoided his gaze and walked towards the other table, where more papers were waiting for me to review. "Come on, Beauty, tell me your story." He is now following me like a puppy. "Oh, come on, Bobita! I told you it's a secret, okay? But why did you tell my
Special Chapter "One, two, three, pose. Good job, Beauty! One more round." I watch her quietly while drinking my coffee. She smiles in my direction, and my heart melts how beautiful my lovely wife is. . .my Beauty. I'm attempting to concentrate on the reports Amalia handed me this morning, but I found my gaze returning to my wife. She's seven months pregnant now, and she still looks very sexy to me. I was considering terminating her contract with Atticus at Monde Fashion because she's pregnant and gets tired quickly, but Atticus refused to let her go, so I let her do what she likes. A lot of companies want Beauty as their endorsement, especially now that she's pregnant. Our wedding was simple, and it happened privately. It was solemn as we celebrated it with our families. Beauty wanted it that way, and I was happy as long as she was. We even went to Italy and Paris together for our honeymoon and stayed two months over there. From there, she experienced a life living outside the
The Interview . "Relax, everything will be fine," I said, brushing my thumb on her lips. She looked nervous, and I could sense it. "I'm worried," she sighed. "Is my dress okay?" I slightly chuckled and sweetly nodded. "You are beautiful, Beauty. Perfect as it can be." I looked at her from head to toe while biting my lower lip. I am a proud husband-to-be, and like Beauty, I have many insecurities. I'm insecure because I don't know if I am enough for her. I don't know if I'm doing the right thing, but I guess I am. She has no complaints about everything and just goes with the flow. I want to hold her and cover her against the eyes of many, but I know she will never like that. "You are the most beautiful woman on Earth, darling. Trust me," I winked, acting cute and sexy. She laughed. "You and your moves." She quickly looped her arms around my neck and brought her body against mine. She rubbed our noses together, which alone ignited the whole of me. "I want to eat you," I whispered
Beauty’s POV . “And where are you taking me, Drew?” “We’re nearly there.” I giggle with excitement, and our hands remain entwined. Drew’s other hand holds the steering wheel while the other grasps mine. I called my sister earlier, letting her know I am with Drew and will probably be late or I will be staying at Drew’s place. Either way, she’s okay with that and is happy for me. She saw what happened earlier as it was live on TV. “Are you mad?” I looked at him thoughtfully. “Do I look like I was angry?” He smiled. It was only quick. The whole country knows now about us, and I will no longer go to Paris. He doesn’t seem unhappy with that. I was just making sure that he is not. “Do you like me that much?” he teased, his eyes beamed. “Uhm, I like you the way how you like me,” I winked wickedly. He chuckled and kissed my hand. “I love you, darling.” “And I love you more,” I responded. It took us an hour, and my eyes are weary now. But when my eyes gave up, Drew announced we ar
Beauty's Pov.I felt shy and didn't speak much while eating gently beside Drew. Everyone at the table ate quietly, with only the sound of utensils breaking the silence being all you could hear.Sitting across me is Skye, the wife of Liam, Drew's brother. Between them is their son, Logan, and beside Logan is their youngest, Amber. The little boy Logan caught my attention with his constant smile, especially when he was with his grandfather. Both kids are adorable.After the sweet confession, Drew and I quickly left the place with his family. It was a rush, and the reporters had many questions, but Drew never answered them. We walked past them.I was just thankful that Drew's family seemed okay with what happened right after that. His father remained calm and didn't utter a single word.Logan walked over to his grandfather, who was seated on the edge of the table. It is a reminder that Drew's father was the head of the household."Nonno, voglio sedermi accanto a 'te," Logan smiled, and
Beauty's POV.Holding the folder that contains all the reports, I exited the building comfortably.Vincent held the car door open for me, and I slid onto the leather seat before buckling my seatbelt. We have to drive for another five minutes, and then we will reach our destination.I composed myself when I stepped out and cleared my throat when I entered the building. I followed my sister's instructions for me to be able to get inside the place.It is a secluded venue exclusively reserved for the gatherings of high-profile individuals. The reporters and media personnel are present, as indicated by the cars outside and Vincent's earlier message."Thank you, Miss," I said to the lady at the information desk. She gave me a visitor's ID for entry.One of the security in-charge accompanied me all the way to where the venue was located. I smiled at him, and he formally smiled back. He never said a word, and we were quiet until we arrived on the right level.The moment the elevator opens, t
My love for you comes with a lifetime guarantee..Beauty's POV."Are you sure about this?" Ceilo looked at me seriously."Yes," I nodded without regrets. It felt good to be on the right track in my life.This morning, I woke up feeling complete. This is the best feeling I have had so far, after so long. I always have my worries with me before, and I don't look forward to my day. My mind is busy thinking of other things, including modeling, Drew's family, and my own family.It seemed like I was walking in a path like a robot with a clear direction but without a heart. I wasn't happy.*(conversation I had with Atticus the other day)"Are you sure you will not regret this, Beauty?""Yes, Atticus. I will not. I contemplated a lot and thought not just once but more than a hundred times. And my decision is final, Art."He shook his head slightly and smiled at me. "Beauty, true happiness, and contentment come from within. If you have found that, then nothing more is needed. If this is you
Drew's POV.Damn this. When are they going to stop this nonsense?I heaved a sigh after reading the articles online. I barely had any time to have my coffee as the business in Greece was facing inclination.Xavion has to fly there to check the conspiracy. A few people on the board of directors are doing the pullouts, giving a scare to the rest of the investors.I've been receiving calls for the meeting since last night. I didn't have a drop of sleep as I also took care of the annual year-end financial scheme of the El Monde Towers. My father is crushing me to the bones, manipulating the rest of the investors again, threatening me of the decision I've made.I will never let him arrange my marriage to someone this time. I will rule my life, and I mean it. If he wants war against me, I will face him, heads on high."Don't worry, Drew. I have already talked to Samuel. He will help us." Liam said in the line. "Just take care of Beauty. The articles about you and Beatrice may hurt her. You
Beauty's POVI let the warm water wash my face while my tears are flowing. I waited an hour in his room, but he never returned. I had the heaviest heart when I left the place and came back here, in my hotel room. I don't think I will be okay after this. I just can't take it.My message to Drew:Drew, darling, I love you, and I'm sorry. I got carried away with my insecurities and jealousy. I forgot your sacrifices. I love you so much. I will see you back home.I stared at my cell phone simultaneously and still had no messages from Drew. I know that he left Japan last night. Mamita confirmed it with me. Today is the day I will also return with Mamita. I turned off my cell phone and have no plans of turning it back on."You, alright?" Mamita asked beside me. She probably noticed I wasn't at myself as I was quiet the whole time."I'm good, Mamita. Thank you," I weakly responded, and she smiled.***My eyebrows met while watching the TV. I paused to eat the banana bread that my sister Amal
Beauty's POV I walked towards Drew's shut door without a plan. I looked around, and there was no one. I took a deep breath and was about to knock but changed my mind. I felt my flesh shaking thinking of Beatrice. I fisted my hands and took another deep breath. I stared at the door before me briefly and stepped back. I dialed Drew's number, and it rang a few times. He didn't answer it. I chuckled, feeling so annoyed now. Me to Drew: Drew, are you free to talk? I waited long enough for a response, but I realized he would never respond and probably chose to ignore me today. My blood rose to the limit of what I could handle. So, straight away, I knocked heavily on his door. It opened, and it was no longer a surprise for him to see me. He left the door open for me to enter and turned his back to me. I stepped in and looked around. The empty cups of coffee are still sitting on the coffee table. My brows furrowed at the thought of Beatrice being here a while ago. "Drew?" I looked beh