Clinton pouted then after a second, he has this sulking face but fortunately, Hera finally got used to his husband's sometimes childish attitude that his sulking face was now nothing to her. Hera walked inside their closet then chose a comfy pajama's. She didn't bother picking her underwear because she doesn't wear one at night. And while doing that, her husband was following her. But No is A No. She felt sore down there because of her husband who has been deprived of sex for two weeks, well, not anymore. He just had his ways on her these afternoons. She entered the bathroom then locked the door leaving the frustrated husband outside. Hera was chuckling with herself, she knows how insatiable her husband is. He could fuck her all night with all his might! but they can't do that now that she was pregnant already, she gets easily irritated and easily gets tired. She removed all her clothes then she stared at her reflection in the mirror. She saw so many love bites on her neck, to her b
ENJOY READING, HONEYS🦋🦋🦋 WHEN MORNING came, Hera woke up with a smile when she felt her husband's arm wrapped around her waist, her back was on her husband while he was facing her back. Hera slowly removed Clinton's arm that was resting on her before she carefully got up. She glanced at her husband again who was now hugging her pillow. Hera smiled before carefully leaning down to kiss her husband on the lips. She dropped three sweet kisses before she finally got up from bed. When she was standing on the edge of the bed, Clinton spoke. "Just three little sweet kisses?" His eyes were still closed and his voice sounded demanding at the same time complaining. Then his eyes opened and it settled to hers. "Come back here, wife, give your husband a 'goodmorning kiss' again." She rolled her eyes at her cute but sometimes annoying husband. "I did it already. Now, get up." After saying those, she turned her back away from her husband and went inside the comfort room. She washed her face
THEY ARE now on the way to the Donovan mansion. The three were sitting comfortably at the backseat of the car, the one who was driving was their personal driver, in the passenger seat was occupied by her son's nanny. "Nana," Hiro called his nanny. She was his nanny since his son was two years old that was why the two were pretty closed to each other, things that she is happy the most. The babysitter looked at the back. "Yes?" "Did you bring me toy train?" Hiro asked. His babysitter nodded with a smile. "Yes, it's in the back compartment." Her son grinned widely. "Yes! Thank you." Her son murmured something that she managed to hear. "I will show them my new toy train and I would crush the toy train of Cousin Cyro he bought last week." His son looked so happy while planning what to do with his cousin's toy. Did she already say that her son was a little bully? She turned to her husband and whispered over his ears secretly. "I think our son will bully your nephews again." Her hus
🦋I HOPE YOU ENJOY READING, HONEYS🦋 THE WHOLE living room was in a mess. The kids were happily playing, hide and seek, tag, then they would crawl on the floor to play car toys and all of these were witnessed by Clinton together with his two brothers, Christopher, and Cloude who just came. Where were the wives? In the garden gossiping—err catching up. Then he turned to his brother Cloude. "Did you hear about your daughter, Winter's boyfriend?" Clinton asked. Cloude sighed heavily as if he was shouldering something big and heavy. "My Winter keeps on arguing with me every time I tell her to stay away from that boy." "Should we assassinate the boy?" Clinton asked again. He received glares from his two brothers. "Idiot! Dumbass!" The two choruses. Then Cloude spoke. "We can't, my princess will be broken hearted at such a young age," Cloude was staring at his daughter. Clinton grimaced. He was about to say something when, Winter got up and walked towards them, in front of her father
Gooo baby Hiro! Hit his car and crush it to tiny pieces!" Clinton cheered his son. "No!" It was Cloude. "My nephew, Cyro, defeat those two!" Then it's not Christopher who cheered his son too. "Go! Go! Go! Defeat them!" Cyro looked at the two behind him making, Hiro advantage to hit, Cyro's toy. "Did you realize that the two of us are the only ones fighting, why are you joining?" Christopher eyes wide open when he saw his son's car being hit multiple times by Hiro who has a wide grin on his face. Christopher held his son's head and turned it to the front to see what was going on. "No talking or else we'll lose!" Christopher snapped at his son. Cyro sighed before he continued playing—no! They weren't playing at all, they were doing a battle. The loud cheering became even louder when the other kids joined them. Creed and Winter were on Hiro-Clinton team. While Kisses went to sit on the lap of his father while rolling her eyes at Hiro. "Go big brother, Cyrooo!! Defeat the bully!"
ENJOY READING, HONEYS🦋 SIX women were happily chit-chatting inside the VIP room of 'The Great's Bar' owned by Dwight Vucevic, husband of Aubrey. It was ten A.M. and they were having a good snack and a lemonade juice. It was still early so the whole bar wasn't crowded, only the staff were there, preparing for the later. Hera squirmed in her stomach when she felt the child moving in her womb. She is about to give birth, a month from now her baby girl will finally come out. Tiffany, who was next to her, immediately noticed the change in her emotions. "Are you okay, pregnant?" Tiffany asked. Because of her friend Tiffany's question, finally the other four of them who became her close friends look at her. Eloissa was the first to ask. "How do you feel? Does your stomach hurt?" Aubrey followed. "Maybe you're about to give birth." SHe wanted to say that she was fine, but Ysabella interjected again. "Oh my god! But you haven't had a due date yet, have you?" Ysabella. SHe just winced
Hera still wants to talk but it seems that her friends have no intention of listening to her. In the end she also agreed. "Fine...let's go," Hera said. Tiffany playfully pinched her friend's cheek. "Wow, Hera, it's not obvious that you're just being forced," Tiffany said with full of sarcasm on her tone. Hera smiled. "Let's go. It's free." Tiffany just shook her head. "When did you learn to draw?" Hera's smile widened. "The question should be where did I learn?" "Whose is it?" Tiffany asked. "Who else, you of course," Hera laughed loudly. Tiffany didn't even comment. Xyña, Aubrey, Eloissa, and Ysabella also stood up so they and Hera did the same. While walking out of the bar, Tiffany and Aubrey were on the other side of Hera, still holding her arm. When they got out of the bar, their Grandia car was already parked. It was owned by Ysabella and had a personal driver who opened the door of said vehicle for them. When they were all comfortably seated inside the driver closed th
🦋ENJOY READING, HONEYS🦋 HERA woke up from her sleep when she felt something soft and warm trailing all over her face. When her eyes finally opened, she saw her husband kissing her entire face again. When Clinton noticed that she was awake, he ran over to her causing Hera to shake her head but later she laughed when her husband tickled her through his lips, kissing her neck. That's when her husband finally stopped. He looked up, still not leaving on top of her. "Good morning," her husband's face was radiant. Hera frowned slightly. "You look happy," she commented. Clinton's smile widened even more. "Who wouldn't be happy? Happy tenth anniversary, baby!" Hera felt her heart beat faster than its normal. She still felt the same trembling. Her eyes lit up as she stared at her husband. Today was indeed their tenth anniversary since they got married. Hera bent slightly to give her husband a kiss on the lips. "Happy anniversary, baby." Hera suppressed the smile that wanted to escape f
Enjoy reading, Honeys♡The young man occupied a different hotel room even though, Tiffany would not complain if he only took one room. Who is she to complain? He has helped her so much. Even to this day she still feels apprehensive as to why he is helping her. Tiffany laid her body on the soft and wide bed and stared into space. She closed her eyes tightly when she seemed to hear a whisper in her ear and was ordered to commit suicide. Disgusted, she messed up her hair, she was beating her numb heart. She did not realize that little by little she was walking out. Until she found hersself walking by the side of the swimming pool. She ransacked the hotel she had been to earlier. Is the young man asleep? Maybe yes, it was late at night and she didn't even see anyone else. It may be early in the morning, e. Earlier, when they arrived at the hotel, she saw someone swimming at afternoon. She sat by the side of the swimming pool and dipped her feet, she looked up at the sky and her att
Enjoy reading, Honeys♡ DEANDREE sighed while looking at the woman who have a pale skin and dry lips. Her cheeks were still wet from the tears. "Such a tough woman." He whispered to her and wiped away her tears. In his feelings, anger is slowly growing towards those who abused the girl. How dare them hurt such an innocent kid! Even though the girl was asleep, he carefully laid her down. He swallowed hard as he slowly raised the hem of her dress. He had to take a picture of it so they had evidence. He can do it even without it but it will be easier when he has the evidence. He took all the bruises and wounds on the girl's body. He would just talk to the girl about it when she woke up. When he finished, he picked up the girl and went up to the only room of his condo. When he laid the girl down on the wide bed he first stared at her face. He thought, because of the girl's state, they can't file a case yet. It is likely that she is still afraid of the couple who abused her. How will
Enjoy reading, Honeys♡ He was just dumbfounded as he stared at Tiffany's pale body. It was almost yesterday because she had lost too much blood in her body. They even had to find a blood donor similar to Tiffany. He had no rest since yesterday and he watched over her all night. He did not leave beside her. He was afraid that when she woke up, she would go crazy again. Atleast he already knew it. He gently touched her bandaged wrist. He stared at her face. "What did they do to you? Why do you have so many wounds on your back?" He groaned when he remembered what the doctor said yesterday. They had a hard time yesterday because her body was no longer responding because she was too tired. In addition, a lot of raw blood has been lost in her body. Not only was her wrist bleeding, but her back also had wounds that according to the doctor were traces of a whip. Some have healed but others are still bleeding. "Where the hell did you come from?" He feels pity for the girl but his anger is
Enjoy reading, Honeys. DEANDREE was reluctant to leave, but he needed to go to his girlfriend because she arrived in the philippines yesterday but he hasn't been there yet because he doesn't know how to leave, Tiffany in his condo. And another reason is that he doesn’t know how if he will tell his girlfriend that he has a woman he is helping and that she now lives in his condo. Tiffany is scared at people. He could not be trusted. He always sees fear in her eyes whenever he approaches her. But he focuses more on how she fights fear every time he approaches her. He feels like Tiffany's trying to be brave and orderly, that’s why he helps her because it’s hard to help the person who isn’t helping themselves. He stared at her gentle face again. It's still early in the morning but he wants to surprise his girlfriend. Maybe, Irene was still asleep in her condo. He approached the sleeping girl and stared at her first. He also didn't know but he never tired of staring at her beautiful f
Enjoy reading, Honeys. WHEN the young woman awoke, a white ceiling and atmosphere opened up to her. Is she already in heaven? Is she dead? "Doc! She's awake," That baritone voice inspired her. She quickly rolled her eyes and was almost scornful when the smell of the medicine hit her nose, one of herhands had a pierced IV. Soon a doctor examined her. Tiffany remained silent as the doctor examined her eyes and other parts of her body. Then he spoke to the young man. She no longer listened to what the doctor said. Why hasn't she died yet? Why god won't let her die? She wanted nothing othet than to rest. She wanted to escape the world only pain was given to her. "How are you?" She stiffened in lying down when she heard the young man's voice. She doesn't know if she will say all her grievances in life or say her frequent line ... "I'm fine," She smiled at him even though her heart was already crushed. It's not just her heart who is broken, its her soul. "Don't lie!" He sai
Enjoy reading. "Mom ... daddyy" She shouted. "Mom, daddy. Please .... don't l-e-av-e-me," she begged in front of her parent tbat was covered with a white cloth. Her parent's two hands she held even though it was cold. "You said ..." she could hardly finish what she was going to say because she seemed to be losing her tongue. Her heart seemed to be torn to pieces. "You said ... you will give me everything I want. And what I want is for you not to leave me," she wept and when her knees weakened dhe finally fell to her knees. It feels like she is dead too. She may be physically okay but her heart and mind was already dead. Her heart has been ripped into tiny pieces when she saw her parents slowly burning inside in thier car. And she did nothing. She did nothing! SHe just watched her parents get burned! She doesn't count children! SHe didn't even help her parents. When she asked for them a thing, they quickly gave it to her no matter how expensive it was. "You should awake up,
Enjoy reading, Honeys♡ That same night she looked for a cheap house to rent. She can't check in at the hotel because it will be easier to track her down, it would be better for her to stay with unknown tenants first. Her bare foot hurt, probably because she also stepped on a lot of sharp objects. SHe had walked so far that ehe was already feeling thirsty and her body was shaking from the cold. It was midnight but she was still walking down the street. She still can't find anyone to rent. She gasped. Her throat is really dry. She almost jumped for joy when she saw the bar open. Maybe she can drink water there. Maybe she'll get drunk too. And that night she freed herself. She drink, she dance like there's no tomorrow. She knew inside her that she was hiding fear and trauma. And that night she met Atty. Deandree Hayward. "TIFFANY RODRIGK, Daughter of Mr. Timothy Rodrigo and Mrs. Analene Rodrigo ..." Tiffany frowned as she waited for the next thing he would say. "My grandfathe
Enjoy reading, Honeys♡ That same night she looked for a cheap house to rent. She can't check in at the hotel because it will be easier to track her down, it would be better for her to stay with unknown tenants first. Her bare foot hurt, probably because she also stepped on a lot of sharp objects. SHe had walked so far that ehe was already feeling thirsty and her body was shaking from the cold. It was midnight but she was still walking down the street. She still can't find anyone to rent. She gasped. Her throat is really dry. She almost jumped for joy when she saw the bar open. Maybe she can drink water there. Maybe she'll get drunk too. And that night she freed herself. She drink, she dance like there's no tomorrow. She knew inside her that she was hiding fear and trauma. And that night she met Atty. Deandree Hayward. "TIFFANY RODRIGK, Daughter of Mr. Timothy Rodrigo and Mrs. Analene Rodrigo ..." Tiffany frowned as she waited for the next thing he would say. "My grandfathe
Enjoy Reading, Honeys♡ Warning: Vulgar and strong langguage ahead. Tiffany was lying in the bed like a dead person as she stared at the ceiling with a luminous light. Her body can't move, her tears stop from dropping. Maybe her tears were over. But her heart is still aching. She badly wanted to cry out loud but her eyes are too tired to shed another tear. Her brain stop from circulating. She can't think of something. This is what she live four years ago. Everytime that she is alone, memories of her parents shouting for help as their body's burning always plague her dream. A nightmare she wanted to erase. She wanted to sleep peacefully just for once. So even in sleep she would be at peace. It's been five years but nothing has changed. Justice for the death of her parents she still does not get. She was tired but she couldn't do anything. The only thing she can do is obey all the orders of her aunt in exchange she will help her achieve justice for the unjust death of her parents.