"There's a hot spring there" Andres said to pique her interest
"Oh really?!" she exclaimed
"Yes, we have a hot spring here. You can take Amaro with you." Mrs. Lara said.
Kashmir, averted her gaze and saw Amaro walking towards them. Her lips curled up seeing Amaro walking regally even when clad in casual clothes. Amaro stood beside her and intertwined their fingers. Kashmir felt a shiver running down her spine.
"Andres, take Kashmir and Amaro to the hot spring so they can soak and relax." Mrs. Lara said.
"Yes, aunt Luna." Andres answered.
"Get the things you need now Kashmir, so you can start to hike. You will ride a Kuliglig but you are going to take a hike to be able
A kuliglig is a vehicle composed of a two-wheeled trailer pulled by a two-wheeled tractor similar to a rotary tiller. It is powered by multi-purpose diesel or gasoline engine, commonly used in the provinces of the Philippines. The kuliglig traces its etymology from the Filipino term kuliglig, meaning "cicada" (a type of insect) which was adopted by one manufacturer as a brand.
At the restaurant, Rain and Kashmir ate silently. No one said a word while they were eating. After they had finished eating, Rain asked the waiter to serve red wine for them. When Rain was giving her the wine. "I am sorry Rain, I don't drink wine" Kashmir refused him politely. "Oh, I see. I am sorry. You don't have to drink it." he said. "Thank you for understanding me and not forcing me to drink it." she smiled at him. "Kashmir, I am not going to beat around the bush. The first time I saw you at the hospital, I fell for you. Allow me to prove my love for you." he said looking at her intently. "Rain, I know that you are a good person and you are also good looking plus you are a doctor. I am sure many women must be cravin
Kashmir couldn't resist Amaro when he exercised his authority. She can't even stand against his piercing gaze. But on the other side, she always feels secure with him. The farm workers gasped seeing Kashmir and Amaro walking side by side with their fingers interlaced. They arrived at the house with their fingers still interlocked. Inday who saw them came running towards Mrs. Lara. "Aunt Luna, I saw Kashmir and Amaro were holding hands, their fingers were interlocked." Panting while holding her chest and trying to catch her breath. "Heh, it's not new to me. I already saw them like that yesterday." she said smiling. "Are they in a relationship now?" she asked. "No, they're just friends but I want them to be together.
Kashmir woke up before the alarm clock rang. She got off the bed and hurriedly went to the bathroom to brush her teeth and took a bath. After that she had her skin care routine and donned her clothes. She wore wide leg pants, with a tube top and a cropped jacket and put on ankle strap pointed pumps. She tied her hair in a messy bun. She went out of the room, pulling her luggage. Ryan was already waiting for her at the door. "Hey little sister" He put his arms around her shoulder and ruffled her hair. "Hey stop it, Ryan. You're messing my hair" she tried to dodge as he was already messing her hair. Ryan did not let her go, instead he said "What came to your mind that you suddenly want to go back to Dubai? We haven't spent much time catching up and now you are flying back to Dubai? You are really unfair, my h
"Please get up from kneeling first and sit on the couch." She gestured for him to sit beside her. "I didn't think that you took advantage of me. I was ashamed that I found myself in a compromising position." she said, her head down. "It's not your fault, it was mine. I should not have slept there." Amaro said, realizing his mistake. He should have controlled himself. "No, it was my fault in the first place. If I didn't sleep on the couch, you wouldn't bring me there." Kashmir refuted. "Can we just forget about it, like nothing had happened?" Kashmir said to him. "Alright princess." He said, smiling at her. However, in Amaro's mind he couldn't forget the way
The following morning, Kashmir came out of her room and was heading to Amaro's room for the mourning routine but the butler called out her name "Ms. Kashmir!" Kasmir turned towards the butler. "Good morning" she smiled at the butler. The butler seemed troubled so she asked him "Is something the matter?" "Ahem... " clearing his throat. "His Highness already left for the office and told me to tell you that breakfast is ready at the garden" he said. Kashmir's heart sank, she felt as if it was drowned in a vast ocean. She found her voice after a few seconds. "Alright, I'm going there now." She was holding herself b
Kashmir turned on her heels to look at which direction he went but to her dismay, he was going out of the restaurant. She walked fast to chase him but she wasn't able to catch up, for he walked in large steps. She went back toward the powder room downhearted. She was wondering why he didn't recognize her. 'Maybe he forgot about me.' she thought. 'Maybe, I'll still have a chance to see him again.' She was hopeful to see him again. After washing her hands, she went back to their table and the food was already served. "Hey, girl, what took you so long? Are you feeling alright?" Joyce worriedly asked Kashmir. "Joyce, I saw Amir on my way to the powder room." Ka
Kashmir woke up happy because of what she thought was a dream. When she was dressed up, she walked towards Amaro's room smiling but she slightly frowned when she saw the butler approaching her. "Good morning Miss Kashmir, breakfast is ready at the garden," he said. "But I have to attend to His Highness first before going for breakfast" she said "You don't have to, His Highness already left for the company" He regretfully informed her, he doesn't feel good to see Kashmir dejected. He wants to see the two lovey dovey as they were before. "Alright, I will go to the company then." she said. "But you haven't eaten your breakfast yet." he said worriedly. Since they came back Kashmir hasn't been eating well.
"Your Highness, I am so sorry to disturb you" the butler said as he walked toward the table, placing the food he brought for them. He already knew that he needed to bring food for them even before Amaro asked him. He was sensitive to the prince's needs, since Murad remained unmarried, he treated Amaro as his own child. He was happy when Amaro came back to Dubai after being away for 3 years. "There's nothing to worry about, Murad," Amaro smiled at him to give assurance. "Your dinner is ready, Your Highness" He said as he finished setting up the table. "Thank you, Murad" Amaro got off the bed and looked at Kashmir. "Princess you have to eat, I'll get food for you and feed you." he said, caressing her face. "No, I'll
"Are you ready?" Amaro hugged Kashmir from behind. Turning to face him. "Yes, I am." "Finally, our Adil Amir will be the crown prince of Dubai a few hours from now," she said. The king had abdicated the throne and Kharim was crowned king when Adil Amir was 10 years old. 15 years later, Adil Amir was to be crowned as the crown prince of Dubai since Amaro didn't like the position, Adil Amir was next in succession. Kharim and Cleo had three children who were all female. As Kharim resolutely chose to be like his father and brother who had only one wife. Most of all he loved his wife and never looked at any woman. After all, he was already fed up with womanizing. So he had no hope of having a son. "Mother, you are always beautiful," Adil Amir said as he hugged Kashmir. "Thank you son," she said, looking at her 25 years old son wearing a crown. "Your mother will want you to visit us in Paris once a month. I know you'll be busier than ever now as you're already the crown prince of Duba
Amaro left the room after a period of time. He thought to give Kashmir ample time so she could calm down and they could talk. However, his heart sank in despair upon hearing that she left with the children. It was like his whole world was falling apart. The thought of losing his family is something he can't live with. "Get the car, we're leaving," he ordered Omar. "Yes, Your Highness," he bowed before he set out to do what he had been ordered to do. "Let's go to Lavigne's mansion," said Amaro, slipping in the car. His wife and children were sure to be there. He knew that Kashmir, however emotional she was, would not put their children at risk. Amaro got out of the car shortly after the car came to a full stop. His heart thumping inside his chest. He breathed in so he could calm down. He was so nervous to face Kashmir and what she was going to tell him. "Your Highness, your wife and kids went shopping with Princess Lauren," said the butler to Amaro when he asked where Kashmir wa
It's been a couple of months since Kashmir moved back to Amaro's mansion. Amaro couldn't ask for more, he had his wife back. Little did he know that there's yet to come that will shake him to the core. It was Saturday morning, Kashmir was having a shower when Amaro joined her in the shower. He spun her around to face him. Kashmir felt slightly dizzy and felt a throbbing pain in her temple. While Amaro was thirstily kissing her, the image of Irene and Amaro flashed in her mind so vividly that it's like she's taken back to the time where she saw Amaro and Irene under the shower. What happened two years ago came back to her mind. Unlocking their lips, she harshly pushed Amaro. Wearing a robe as she went out of the bathroom, her tears cascading her cheeks."Hey, what's wrong?" Amaro said as he came after her, wearing his robe. Kashmir refused to look at him, dressed up hastily. "Love, what did I do to make you angry," he knew she was angry at him.
The day after Kashmir's father and mother arrived, the king and queen together with Kharim and his wife Cleo arrived in Paris. The queen couldn't hold back her tears, "Kashmir, my daughter." The queen hugged her tightly as if she didn't want to let her go. "Mother, you are smothering my wife," Amaro chuckled. "Mother, my wife still has yet to recover her memory," Amaro explained as Kashmir couldn't return the affection given to her by the queen. "You mean, Kashmir is amnesiac?" Kharim chimed into the conversation. "Yes," Amaro replied, putting his arm around Kashmir's shoulder. "How are you, daughter?" The king asked Kashmir, his eyes tenderly looked at her. "I'm fine, Your Majesty," Kashmir answered and bowed her head. The king chuckled and said while looking at Amaro, "You're right son, your wife has amnesia because if she hasn't, she'll call me father." The king looked back at Kashmir and added, "Call me father, that is how you address me since
"Wow! I underestimated your skill. You're not only good at seducing, but also good at manipulating. You have taken advantage of the fact that my fiancee had lost her memory," Charles said sardonically, his lips twitched. "He didn't manipulate me, he had proof that I am his wife. And he also has proof that Adil Amir and Avril are our offsprings," she can't just remain quiet when she hears that he was ridiculed by Charles. "Amaro, please show them the proof," she whispered to him. Amaro kissed her forehead and went to their room. Charles was so jealous when he saw how they displayed their affection. For two years since she returned, he had never had a chance to be intimate with her because she always distanced herself from him. Mrs Lavigne was agitated at how Naomi behaved in front of Charles. "Naomi, what happened to you? What did he do to you to behave like this? " Mrs Lavigne couldn't hide her exasperation. "I'm not Naomi, I'm Kashmir," she fired back. Mrs Lavigne was startled
Omar opened the door of the car, Amaro smiled at him and smiled back. Omar was happy that the prince was happy. Amaro told him everything about Naomi. When the car was already on the street, Omar closed the partition to give the family their privacy and for him to concentrate on his driving as well. He was tempted to keep looking at the prince and his family and was afraid that they might have an accident because of it. While Avril slept during their trip to Amaro's mansion, all Amaro did was to plunder Naomi's mouth. Naomi hadn't complained about it as she thirsted for Amaro's kiss. He only stopped once they reached the mansion. Before getting out of the car. Amaro looked at Naomi's mouth that was already swollen because of the prolonged kissing. A slow contented smile etched on his handsome face. "Daddy, mommy," Adil Amir screamed when he saw Amaro and Naomi come into the mansion. "Who is she?" he asked, pointing at Avril. "Your little sister," Amaro answered. Naomi wanted to c
Standing beside the French window, staring at nothing, Naomi was immersed in her thoughts. Mrs Lavigne came near her daughter, she observed that since Naomi met Amaro, she was always pensive."Is there a problem?" Mrs Lavigne affectionately patted her daughter's arm who was obviously troubled.Naomi snapped back from her deep thoughts. Her heart is troubled that her marriage with Charles will be three months from now. She tried to make her heart still, reminding herself that she and Charles were so deeply in love and they have Avril. However, no matter how she injects that idea in her mind and heart, it seems that they wouldn't cooperate with her. They screamed Amaro's name. And to make things harder for her, each time she looks at Avril, she reminds her of Amaro."Nothing mom, it's really nothing,
Amaro cancelled his meeting after he learned from Mr Lavigne that Naomi was rushed to the hospital the day they left the countryside villa.Walking in large strides Amaro reached Naomi's hospital suite. At once, he entered the suite when he heard someone say to him to come in after he knocked on the door.Amaro was rooted to his spot when he saw Charles seated on the bed next to Naomi with a toddler on her lap.“Your Highness,” said Naomi, smiling at Amaro.Amaro approached the bed and stared carefully at the child in Naomi's lap. She looked like Naomi and she had blue eyes like his.“Whose child is she?” Amaro said as he held the child’s tiny hand.
That night, it seems that sleep evaded Naomi, she tossed and turned in her bed. Amaro’s blue eyes made her awake the whole night. She had an impression that Amaro is part of her life and that he holds a special place in her heart. She wants the touch that warmed her heart that seems to be lacking in her relationship with Charles. She can’t find fault with Charles, he is such a lovely gentleman and loves her so much. It’s just that her heart and body wouldn’t respond to him. However, she couldn’t solve the puzzle when she thought about Charles. According to their story she went missing for a month and returned after a month with amnesia. Did she meet Amaro at those times she went missing? Naomi had a strong feeling that she and Amaro had a deep connection and how can they have a deep connection w