*** RAVEN ***It was an eight-hour flight. When I arrived at the mansion, the first thing I went to was our bedroom. I checked her closet and half were taken, leaving the glamorous gowns and cocktail dresses. There were expensive bags and high-heeled shoes. Like she only took the comfortable ones. Her jewelry? She didn’t take much of it. Like she hasn't taken all of the ones that I bought and designed for her.I went to bed because I knew that’s where she was going to leave a letter. A red envelope was waiting with the rings over it. I glanced at the maid whom I assigned to assist Hyacinth… waiting outside on the open door. I slid the rings into my pocket as I opened the document. There’s a letter on the envelope. I open it and read it before going to another document.Raven,I don’t know why you marry me. But I don’t want to be drawn into you again. I had enough of the pain from the past. It hurts… so much. Also, do not blame your staff. I drugged them so I could escape. Don’t find me
****HYACINTH****It’s been ten months. After I resigned from the company, I became a full-time writer. I got used to living in a two-story cabin. I have been taking care of the mini vegetable garden. I also rarely go out unless I am out of food. I somehow received a lot of money from the first book that I published. I was happy living life alone, away from social media and people who gave me pain. I managed to communicate with my best friend through my number. After months of not contacting her, she scolded me. She was so worried and told me everything that happened after five months of disappearing. Raven, which she mentioned as my ‘husband’. He’s been around her many times, and he has had men follow her just to track her. But I bet if she ever had a stalker, they would be bored of her. She's a laid-back person just like me. She would rather sleep than go out with people she doesn't know much. They probably got tired. I managed to break contact with them for ten months. Surely, my
***Hyacinth***When I woke up to buy groceries, it was gloomy. The news was all about a typhoon coming, and it was a good thing that I bought groceries. Yet I didn’t have enough budget to cover everything. And Raven came out of nowhere. I started with the typhoon guard on each window as I peeked at Raven, who was still in his car. His window rolled down as the strong wind entered his car.After the renovation of the cabin, my grandmother had typhoon guards ready on each window and door. The cabin had concrete walls and wooden porches. It was the most beautiful place that I ever had. I felt bad for making Raven stay there for four hours and it was already dark. The rain poured together with strong wind. He finally moved his car closer and went to the terrace with his bag. He stayed by the bench. I rolled my eyes. I should have told him to just leave. I ignored him and started to cook with some soup. I shouldn’t care about him again but I couldn’t leave my ex-husband there. In the pou
****** Raven ******I made sure that the locks were in good condition including the typhoon guard. I had so many thoughts on how to create a typhoon guard with just a remote control. I checked the logs on the chimney and I know that those logs aren't enough. So, I headed out, fishing my car keys and hers. I set the cars in the garage-like barn. Once I settled it, I took out more woods where she stocked most in the same area. Some woods were outside and already wet. I searched for a plastic bag… something that would cover it. There, I found a sack and put more logs into it as I headed back to the terrace. I opened the door when I noticed a light behind me. I turned to see a car pulled into the driveway. “Hyacinth?” A man came out in a waterproof coat and boots. He approached me and looked at him. We had the same height or rather, I am a few centimeters taller. He seemed to be puzzled seeing me. “Oh, hi good evening. Is Hyacinth there?” His accent isn't that bad. It’s almost like an Am
****** RAVEN ******To ease Zian’s anxiety or worries, my best man… I contacted him as soon as I checked that there was still a reception in the area. I told him that I found my beloved wife. She’s already a citizen of the country since her mother registered her and brought her here when she was a baby. They had her baptized and somehow, paper works were done. I don’t know what else happened, but it seems that Hyacinth’s grandmother was quite popular around here. According to the records that I had gathered, Hyacinth has been here many times through her mother, which she didn’t remember. Now, once I am fully dressed, my wife is trying to kick me out again from her bedroom and she has gathered blankets and pillows for me. But I would never be separated from her. So, I made sure that we made love in her bed. A queen size bed, making her come many times in my mouth, with my fingers… and with my cock. She's too tired to push me out of the bed anyway. I headed downstairs to put more wood
*****Hyacinth****Shortly, the electricity came back and the surroundings were clear and bright. I headed quickly upstairs to my study room and checked the cameras. It came into view and one of the pine trees fell in front of the driveway. I stopped upon seeing a man by the driveway in front of the thick pine tree that fell. A familiar raincoat. Eino. I peeked at the window and saw a flashlight flickering. “Eino,” I mumbled as I quickly headed downstairs. Suddenly the whole room got cold and Raven came out of the basement.” “Basement was flooded.” He said. “It seems that we need to rebuild this cabin again.” “Uhm,” I sighed. “What if I did not follow you here? What would you do?” He asked. I only shrugged at him. “Oh, baby.” He approached me. “It seems that we need to cuddle close tonight.” “I think Eino is outside,” I said and a knock on the door interrupted us. Raven went to the door and pushed it forward. The wind is strong pushing back the door close. He let Eino enter as my
***** Raven *****Being between her legs and hearing her moan was the best thing. If I only had a lot of time after our wedding, we wouldn’t be leaving our bed. But this is it now. A second chance. I’m going to win her back. She was still in her robe. It was open and the ribbon was tangled. Her legs were spread open and seeing it shake as she shuddered when she came made me a damn King. Her clitoris was the most sensitive part but I wonder if there’s more. I grabbed more towels and placed them under her. Hyacinth couldn’t say no to me. Seeing her a little helpless every time I did this made me so happy. She’s not in control of her body now. The passion, urges, and orgasms that she deserves were what made her like this. I pulled her hips closer and started thrusting hard and deep while she tried hard not to scream aloud every time she was near. I am not done by only taking her to bed… but everywhere in this room and even by the window seat. I will let her know what she missed for the
**** Raven****It was breakfast and lunch. For a short Brunch. We gathered in the dining hall with Mrs. Aada Hekkinen, Eino’s grandmother. From what I heard from Hyacinth, his parents were out of the country attending their family business and so were his siblings. I am uncomfortable with someone else’s house, but it was safer for Hyacinth. But anyway, even though I am uncomfortable, I am comfortable enough to make love to her in the guest room that we are occupying. The woman spoke in fluent English toward Hyacinth. She seemed to like my Hyacinth. But what can I say? She’s likable. I glanced at her ring finger where I put the rings back. It was a little loose since she lost weight. But it wasn’t the only thing that I noticed in this lunch. Eino’s eyes were always on Hyacinth every time she spoke. Those kinds of eyes… I know what it meant. I looked at her the same way. Love… obsession, possession… passion. Maybe he can look at her that way… but she’s my wife. I won’t just let any man
*** Hyacinth ***The soft glow of the moonlight filtered through the curtains, casting a serene ambiance in our bedroom. Raven’s arms were wrapped around me, his warmth seeping into my skin as we lay there, basking in the afterglow of our love. His fingers traced lazy patterns on my arm, and I couldn’t help but smile, feeling utterly cherished. Raven made me feel like the most important person in the world, like nothing else mattered when we were together. His love was my sanctuary, a place where I could be completely myself, vulnerable and unguarded.As we made our way downstairs, his hand never left my side, his possessive and tender touch. I loved how he always seemed to need to be close to me as if even the slightest distance was too much. His PJ pants hung low on his hips, and I couldn’t help but admire the way his muscles moved with every step. Raven was effortlessly handsome, his dark hair tousled, his eyes always holding a hint of mischief. But it wasn’t just his looks that ca
*** Raven ***Janice’s unease was palpable, a dark cloud hovering over her usual sharp demeanor. She stood in the corner, her fingers gripping the wine glass like it was the only thing keeping her grounded. My eyes narrowed as I tried to piece together what had shaken her so deeply. The flowers—those damned flowers—were a piece of the puzzle, a clue to the stalker who had been lurking in the shadows. But before I could dig deeper, the door opened, and Anthony and Maggie walked in.Hyacinth greeted them with her usual warmth, but my stomach churned. Their arrival felt... calculated. My plan was unraveling, and I didn’t like it.The evening pressed on, the room filling with laughter and the clinking of glasses. My mother and Hyacinth had outdone themselves with finger snacks and drinks, creating an atmosphere that felt almost too perfect. Eino, ever the social butterfly, was already deep in conversation with my friends, his familiarity with Anthony raising my suspicions. Venla, graceful
*** Darcy *** As I stood there, holding the bouquet of Hyacinths, my heart sank. The flowers were beautiful, but they carried a weight that made my stomach churn. The note inside the envelope was a stark reminder of the darkness lurking around Hyacinth and Raven. My hands trembled slightly as I unfolded the paper, and the words written there sent a chill down my spine. The sheer malice in the message was overwhelming. *How could someone be so twisted?* I thought, my mind racing. My protective instincts flared—Hyacinth was like a daughter to me, and Raven, though stubborn and reckless, was my son. I couldn’t let anything happen to them.Janice’s voice pulled me out of my thoughts. “Auntie? What’s so horrifying?” Her sharp eyes caught the tension in my expression. I tried to brush it off, to shield her from the ugliness of the situation, but Janice was relentless. She was a prosecutor, after all, trained to see through lies and half-truths. When she took the note from me, I felt a mix
*** Patricia ***The air was thick with unspoken tension as we moved through the mall, a strange undercurrent weaving through our little group. I couldn’t help but notice the subtle shifts in body language, the way Raven’s grip on Hyacinth’s waist tightened whenever Eino leaned in too close, his Finnish words flowing smoothly, almost too familiarly. Bless her heart, Hyacinth seemed oblivious—or maybe she wasn’t. Sometimes, I wondered if she was just playing the part, her face a mask of innocence while her mind worked in ways I couldn’t quite decipher. She was always hard to read, like a book written in a language I only half-understood.Raven, on the other hand, was an open book. His possessiveness was almost comical, his arm a constant anchor around Hyacinth, as if he feared she might float away if he let go. And then there was Venla, her eyes lingering on Raven a little too long, her laughter a little too bright. It was like watching a soap opera unfold in real-time, and I couldn’t
*** Hyacinth ***I stood there, torn between wanting to invite Eino and the hesitation that kept me from taking that step. It wasn’t that I didn’t want him there—I owed him. He had been kind to us months ago during the typhoon when everything was coming undone. But it wasn’t easy, either. Even though the mansion was technically under my name, I still felt like it wasn’t just mine. It was ours. Raven and mine. And Raven, my husband and provider, was the one who truly made it feel like home. I needed his approval, but I didn’t want to seem too eager.Raven’s voice broke my thoughts, warm and low. "Big purchase, huh," he said, his arms wrapping around my waist, pulling me closer. His lips grazed my earlobe as he whispered, “How about some sexy lingerie?”I froze, feeling his words tickle my skin, but then the heat of embarrassment rushed through me. I quickly covered his mouth, my eyes darting toward Patricia, who was standing behind us. I could feel her cringing, probably disgusted by h
*** Raven ***Eino’s eyes lit up upon seeing me. His face glows with that charming smile that he always flashes on my wife. I smiled at him formally and approached him while Seth followed my wife and Patricia into the store.“Eino, you are here… in the Philippines.”“Yes,” He grinned. “Oh, it’s amazing here during Christmas, just what Hyacinth said. It’s not cold. I mean, for us Finns, it’s practically warm!” He laughed. “I was telling Hyacinth that we have this cozy little condo in the city. It’s perfect for the holidays. But guess, what? My girlfriend, she’s been curious about what Christmas feels like in the Philippines. Can you imagine? No snow, just sunshine,” He looked at his girlfriend as they chorus on the first word. “Warm weather! I think he wants to experience something completely different. But here it’s magical. "I’m glad that you like it here." Eino’s voice was warm, but I couldn't help but wonder if it was genuine. I stole a glance at his girlfriend, trying to place her
*** Hyacinth *** I can’t shake the feeling that something’s off, like the air around me is thick with uncertainty. My eyes keep flicking back to the screen of the phone, where the memory of those photos lingers, elusive. I swear I saw them, a quick flash of images sent by someone I didn’t recognize—someone who clearly wanted me to see them, only for them to vanish in a heartbeat, as if erased by some invisible hand. But why? Why delete them right away? My heart’s racing a little now, and I find myself scrolling aimlessly, hoping for some explanation that never seems to come.Then there’s him—my husband. He’s lying next to me, so still, his breathing slow and deep like he’s in a deep sleep, unaware of the mess of thoughts swirling around in my head. It’s almost comforting in a way, that quiet rhythm of his breath, but it also feels distant, like there’s a wall between us I can’t quite break through. He mentioned giving me a new phone, with an electronic sim card. He seemed… calm about
*** Cal ***I stared at her face for a long time and kept my distance. She was too drunk this time and I took her to her room but she held me down, and ripped my clothes… we kissed but then she fell asleep quickly on my chest. She should be washing up and putting her skincare on but then, she slept like a baby, so I wiped her face and removed her makeup.She looked like an angel without any makeup on.“Oh geez.” I pulled on my pajamas and winced when I accidentally touched my hard manhood. This is Kelly’s curse to me. I get hard easily.“Hmm, Cal?” She mumbled.“Kel,” I moved closer to her. “Do you want me between your legs?”“Hmm, nope. Food. I want food.”I reach for the phone and call the kitchen. Then, I realized that it was only Irene who was in the kitchen and I was about to hang up but Irene spoke.“Hello?”“Uhh, Irene~~about breakfast.”“Yes, I will leave it by the door.” She said.“Thank you.” She hung up like she knew what to do.“Water.”“Alright,”I jumped off of bed, even
*** Hyacinth *** It seems that my husband loves Patricia’s gift. He then decided to leave shortly just before it’s his turn to hand out the gifts. He distributed the boxes and gave Patricia a few more boxes and wasn’t wrapped well. “Wait, what are these?” She asked and he put more. I chuckled as Patricia counted all of the gifts, small and big. “My gifts for you.” “This is an exaggeration.” She squinted her eyes at him. “Twenty gifts?” I laughed. “What? That’s only too little.” He then took his name from Zian’s hands as he handed the gifts. What I didn’t expect is there’s more gifts for me. Like five more or six? I was puzzled. Then, I checked the years. I think it was his gifts for the past years that we are not together. “This is indeed an exaggeration.” I agreed with my best friend but I couldn’t help but to be so happy that I received so many gifts today. On every Christmas. I usually don’t get gifts. I mean, I don’t get anything at all. Except when Darcy and Raven came int