"My queen," Tandre softly called to his wife, a gentle affection in his voice. Arwena immediately smiled, her heart warming at the sound of his words. He had been watching her for a while, patiently waiting for her to finish what she was doing. And now, with her task finally completed, he couldn't resist approaching her. Arwena shook her head with a knowing smile, fully aware of the silent longing that had been building in her husband. She knew he was eager to be close to her. He wanted to embrace her, to kiss her, but because of the warning she'd given him—that she wouldn’t join the Denovan Jewelry launch—he had held back. "Are you done?" he asked softly, his hand resting gently on her shoulder, caressing it with tenderness. Arwena responded with a sweet smile and a playful sparkle in her eyes. How could she not smile? Tandre's intentions were as clear as day. He wanted something more. He wanted to kiss her, and she could see it in the way he bit his lower lip, his gaze never le
"My queen," Tandre whispered as he wrapped his arms around her, his lips pressing a soft kiss to the back of her neck. His voice was tender and full of affection, and his touch made her heart skip a beat.She had been on the verge of drifting off to sleep, the peaceful lull of the night calling to her, but how could she refuse her husband, who had just returned from work and seemed determined to work his magic on her?“You smell so good, my queen,” he murmured, his voice warm and inviting, just as she turned to face him.His gaze was intense and inviting, and he bit his lower lip, his eyes dark with desire.Without thinking, her hands instinctively found their way to the back of his neck, drawing him closer. His eyes sparkled even brighter, and his smile deepened in response.She couldn’t help but feel as though she was being drawn in by the way he looked at her. His eyes spoke volumes of his love for her, conveying that she was the most beautiful woman in the world—his world.“You’re
Archie sighed repeatedly, his gaze following Louie as he retrieved an umbrella from the car. His heart stirred with a mixture of longing and frustration. He liked Louie, deeply, but he had learned to keep his feelings at bay. He had stopped flirting with him, knowing full well where it would lead—only to heartache.Louie was a real man, strong and genuine. Even though Archie couldn't help but notice the small signs that Louie might feel something for him too, he was afraid to take the risk. He knew that someday, Louie would find a woman who could give him the love he truly deserved, a woman who could fulfill the needs he had as a man.And so, Archie had learned to keep his emotions in check. Every time Louie came into his presence, his heart would thunder in his chest, but he had forced himself to accept that Louie was nothing more than his assistant and friend. Nothing more."Sir Archie..." Louie called out, his voice snapping Archie from his thoughts as Louie ran toward him, umbrell
Two months after Tandre’s romantic proposal at the gazebo of Hotel Denovan—a place that once bore witness to one of the saddest chapters in Danreve’s life when Arwena rejected his marriage proposal—things took a different turn.Danreve had knelt, holding a ring in his hand, as the sky lit up with fireworks he had prepared for the woman he cherished most. He had promised himself to replace all of Arwena’s painful memories with joy.The proposal fulfilled one of Arwena’s long-held dreams. Danreve put in great effort to decorate the gazebo with small lights that look like fireflies, along with red and white roses, symbolizing pure and genuine love.Arwena’s heart overflowed with happiness at Danreve’s grand gesture. She hadn’t expected him to go to such lengths. Although she once resented him for forcing her to sign a marriage contract, that was in the past. Danreve had kept all his promises to her, never falling short as a husband and a father to Nathan and the baby in her womb.For Arw
Four months after Tandre and Arwena's wedding, Archie and Louie decided to get married. Despite being family-centered and private, their wedding day was filled with deep emotion and beauty, but it was not without its challenges and moments of tension. Although it is a joyous celebration for them, it comes with society's judgment and harsh opinions that, at times, overshadow the happiness they are trying to embrace.Archie and Louie have been together for months, sharing a bond so strong that no amount of prejudice or criticism can tear them apart. But, like any same-sex couple in a world that isn't always accepting, their love is met with judgment from the people around them. From family members to strangers, their relationships face obstacles that are impossible to ignore.For Louie, the pressure was too much. Growing up in a family that still held traditional values, he heard whispers and hurtful words. Some family members, including some distant relatives, could not understand why
After Arche and Louie's wedding, Tandre and Arwena quickly returned to the country, knowing that in just a few months, their little bundle of joy would arrive. The excitement and anticipation of meeting their baby girl filled their days.Finally, the long-awaited day had come—the day Baby Natalia would be born.Inside the hospital, the family gathered outside the labor room. The atmosphere was tense with excitement, worry, and impatience. Everyone was eager to see Baby Natalia and to make sure Arwena was safe.Tandre, however, was the most restless of them all. He paced back and forth in the hallway, running his hands through his hair and glancing at the labor room door every few seconds. His heart raced with joy and worry, unsure of what to expect.Minutes felt like hours as they waited. Tandre tried to calm himself, but his mind was a whirlwind of thoughts. “Will Arwena be okay? What if something goes wrong?” he thought, his palms sweaty and his breathing uneven. He wanted to be str
"Let go of me, please!"Despite her dizziness and weakness, Arwena fought hard against the man who was dragging her out of the bar.She kicked and pushed him desperately, hoping to break free. But no matter how hard she tried, he refused to let go. His grip on her waist tightened, and he was practically carrying her."Stop fighting if you don't want to get hurt," he said, his voice sharp and commanding. He grabbed her face roughly, forcing her to meet his cold, menacing gaze.Arwena's cries faltered briefly, her chest heaving with fear. Tears streamed down her cheeks, and her heart pounded so hard she couldn't hear anything else.Without warning, he grabbed her neck and slammed her into the hood of a car. Her scream was cut short when the cold metal pressed against her back, leaving her breathless and stunned."Please, let me go. I don't want this," she begged, her voice trembling with desperation. Her hands pushed at him weakly, shaking as she averted her gaze from his looming presenc
Arwena looked around the room until her eyes landed on the frosted shower door, where she saw the hazy silhouette of a man."What have I done?" she whispered, her hand flying to her mouth as tears welled up.She rose unsteadily, gathered her clothes, dressed hurriedly, and slipped out of the room as quickly as possible.Frustration bubbled over as she repeatedly tapped her forehead. She felt utterly foolish. For so long, she had protected herself, priding herself on self-restraint. It was the reason her ex-boyfriend left her for her best friend. And yet, here she was, giving herself to a stranger."Tandre," she murmured, the name of the man who had saved her—and the man to whom she had surrendered."Arwena! Where have you been?" her mother’s voice, tinged with worry, greeted her as she stepped into the house. Her father shook his head in silent disappointment.She longed to collapse into their arms, to tell them everything—the horrible events of the previous night, her boyfriend's and
After Arche and Louie's wedding, Tandre and Arwena quickly returned to the country, knowing that in just a few months, their little bundle of joy would arrive. The excitement and anticipation of meeting their baby girl filled their days.Finally, the long-awaited day had come—the day Baby Natalia would be born.Inside the hospital, the family gathered outside the labor room. The atmosphere was tense with excitement, worry, and impatience. Everyone was eager to see Baby Natalia and to make sure Arwena was safe.Tandre, however, was the most restless of them all. He paced back and forth in the hallway, running his hands through his hair and glancing at the labor room door every few seconds. His heart raced with joy and worry, unsure of what to expect.Minutes felt like hours as they waited. Tandre tried to calm himself, but his mind was a whirlwind of thoughts. “Will Arwena be okay? What if something goes wrong?” he thought, his palms sweaty and his breathing uneven. He wanted to be str
Four months after Tandre and Arwena's wedding, Archie and Louie decided to get married. Despite being family-centered and private, their wedding day was filled with deep emotion and beauty, but it was not without its challenges and moments of tension. Although it is a joyous celebration for them, it comes with society's judgment and harsh opinions that, at times, overshadow the happiness they are trying to embrace.Archie and Louie have been together for months, sharing a bond so strong that no amount of prejudice or criticism can tear them apart. But, like any same-sex couple in a world that isn't always accepting, their love is met with judgment from the people around them. From family members to strangers, their relationships face obstacles that are impossible to ignore.For Louie, the pressure was too much. Growing up in a family that still held traditional values, he heard whispers and hurtful words. Some family members, including some distant relatives, could not understand why
Two months after Tandre’s romantic proposal at the gazebo of Hotel Denovan—a place that once bore witness to one of the saddest chapters in Danreve’s life when Arwena rejected his marriage proposal—things took a different turn.Danreve had knelt, holding a ring in his hand, as the sky lit up with fireworks he had prepared for the woman he cherished most. He had promised himself to replace all of Arwena’s painful memories with joy.The proposal fulfilled one of Arwena’s long-held dreams. Danreve put in great effort to decorate the gazebo with small lights that look like fireflies, along with red and white roses, symbolizing pure and genuine love.Arwena’s heart overflowed with happiness at Danreve’s grand gesture. She hadn’t expected him to go to such lengths. Although she once resented him for forcing her to sign a marriage contract, that was in the past. Danreve had kept all his promises to her, never falling short as a husband and a father to Nathan and the baby in her womb.For Arw
Archie sighed repeatedly, his gaze following Louie as he retrieved an umbrella from the car. His heart stirred with a mixture of longing and frustration. He liked Louie, deeply, but he had learned to keep his feelings at bay. He had stopped flirting with him, knowing full well where it would lead—only to heartache.Louie was a real man, strong and genuine. Even though Archie couldn't help but notice the small signs that Louie might feel something for him too, he was afraid to take the risk. He knew that someday, Louie would find a woman who could give him the love he truly deserved, a woman who could fulfill the needs he had as a man.And so, Archie had learned to keep his emotions in check. Every time Louie came into his presence, his heart would thunder in his chest, but he had forced himself to accept that Louie was nothing more than his assistant and friend. Nothing more."Sir Archie..." Louie called out, his voice snapping Archie from his thoughts as Louie ran toward him, umbrell
"My queen," Tandre whispered as he wrapped his arms around her, his lips pressing a soft kiss to the back of her neck. His voice was tender and full of affection, and his touch made her heart skip a beat.She had been on the verge of drifting off to sleep, the peaceful lull of the night calling to her, but how could she refuse her husband, who had just returned from work and seemed determined to work his magic on her?“You smell so good, my queen,” he murmured, his voice warm and inviting, just as she turned to face him.His gaze was intense and inviting, and he bit his lower lip, his eyes dark with desire.Without thinking, her hands instinctively found their way to the back of his neck, drawing him closer. His eyes sparkled even brighter, and his smile deepened in response.She couldn’t help but feel as though she was being drawn in by the way he looked at her. His eyes spoke volumes of his love for her, conveying that she was the most beautiful woman in the world—his world.“You’re
"My queen," Tandre softly called to his wife, a gentle affection in his voice. Arwena immediately smiled, her heart warming at the sound of his words. He had been watching her for a while, patiently waiting for her to finish what she was doing. And now, with her task finally completed, he couldn't resist approaching her. Arwena shook her head with a knowing smile, fully aware of the silent longing that had been building in her husband. She knew he was eager to be close to her. He wanted to embrace her, to kiss her, but because of the warning she'd given him—that she wouldn’t join the Denovan Jewelry launch—he had held back. "Are you done?" he asked softly, his hand resting gently on her shoulder, caressing it with tenderness. Arwena responded with a sweet smile and a playful sparkle in her eyes. How could she not smile? Tandre's intentions were as clear as day. He wanted something more. He wanted to kiss her, and she could see it in the way he bit his lower lip, his gaze never le
After a deafening gunshot that made Arwena squeeze her eyes shut tightly, a series of explosions reverberated through the conference room, causing her breath to catch in her chest. Time seemed to slow as the violent sounds echoed in her ears. She was crying, but no sound came out—her mouth was open, but her voice had abandoned her. Her shoulders trembled uncontrollably, and her lips quivered as her body shook with the shock. Tandre, on the other hand, held her firmly, pressing her against him as if to shield her from the chaos. He held his breath too, certain that it was the end for them. He had accepted that it was their last day together. They remained locked in that embrace, a tense silence stretching between them, until the frantic shouting of police officers and the bomb squad’s urgent commands filled the conference room. The sharp contrast between the quiet aftermath of the explosions and the chaos of the responders was disorienting. Farah, caught completely off guard by th
“No, Wena! Don’t go in—” Tandre shouted, his voice desperate, but his plea was abruptly cut off when the cold barrel of a gun was shoved against his forehead.“Shut up!” Farah snapped, her voice trembling with rage as her finger twitched dangerously on the trigger. “You’ve been pushing me too far, Tandre! I’ve had enough of you!”“Don’t do this, Farah, please!” Tandre pleaded, his tone raw with sincerity, his eyes locking onto hers. “I’m begging you. I’ll do anything—just leave Arwena out of this.”Even as he faced the weapon aimed at him, not once did Tandre fear for his own life. His only concern was for Arwena. The mere thought of her being harmed made his chest tighten with a suffocating pain.Janica clenched her fists at his words, the weight of them stabbing into her like a cruel dagger. Hearing the man she loved beg for another woman crushed her heart, each word twisting the knife deeper.“I said shut up!” Farah’s eyes blazed with fury, her voice rising. “No amount of begging wi
“F-Farah!” Janica exclaimed, her voice trembling as though she had been jolted awake from a deep sleep by the gunshot that echoed in the room. Her lips quivered, and her wide, panicked eyes fell on the man lying lifeless and bloodied on the floor. “What the…” Her voice trailed off as she clamped her hands over her ears, trying to block out the deafening chaos. Her gaze darted around the room, searching for an explanation. Her breath hitched as her eyes landed on Tandre, crouched on the floor, his fists clenched so tightly his knuckles turned white. The veins in his arms bulged, a silent testament to his barely contained fury. She wanted to scream, to lash out at Farah for her brutality. The man Farah had mercilessly shot was innocent, unrelated to their petty grievances and unending hatred. “How…?” Janica’s voice cracked as the words faltered. Shaking her head in disbelief, her eyes welled with tears. Her gaze lingered on the bloodstained hole in Tandre’s suit, and her trembl