CHRISTY:How bold of him. Did he think I was the type who would say no to sex? For a virgin like him, he sure had a lot of guts to challenge me. It had been a long time since I had sex. Was he certain he could keep up with my libido?If he kept this up, I might grab this opportunity and he will surely regret offering it to me. I snorted. "Oh, come on, Everette. Don't say things that you don't mean at all. Would your stomach be able to handle it? You slapped my hands when I tried to deepen the kiss and now, you're asking me to have sex? You embarrassed me before. What made you think you would not do it again?”His cheeks were tainted with red. “I-It won't happen again, Kitten. I promise. I was only surprised at that time.”I scoffed. “Save whatever you think to yourself. I'm not cut for that.""How would I be able to prove it if you're not allowing me?"I smirked. How cute. The men I had before never asked permission. Sex naturally happened. We understood each other using our eyes
CHRISTY:VINCENT WAS a flirt and he was excellent in doing it. Plus, he was also using his looks to his advantage and his family name, too. Everyone knew a Watson and the influence they carried. My eyes narrowed. What was this man up to? Flirting in broad daylight despite knowing I was married.Maybe he looked for wealthy women, and after spotting them, approached them, got friends with them and when they gave their trust, he would ask what he could offer and then there would be exchanges of services. Like what had happened last night.Did he think I was loaded, too? If he only knew. "I'm not the right woman for that, Vincent. I’m not in the mood to play with your games, too, Vincent. Would you please leave me alone for a moment? I don’t appreciate someone right now."I kicked my legs faster and planned on leaving him, but the man had no plans of giving up.“Oh. I know what happened. My cousin and you just fought. I can keep you company while both of you cool down your heads. I'm
CHRISTY:I glared at Vincent's nonsense answer. I rolled my eyes at Vincent.“I'm not playing with you.”The smile vanished from his eyes before saying, “They just wanted to come to the ship because everything is free. Food and the entrances to all the places are free. That's the only reason, Miss Christina.”“Okay,” I said and continued walking.“Hey. Are you mad at me, Miss Christina?”“No. Why would I?”“You're mad at me. Women are like that. They are not vocal about their emotions. The woman's no is yes. Their yes are no. You're complicated, too. Do you know what? I did not hear anything bad spoken against you by your husband, Miss Christina. I meet countless married men and all they grumble about are their wives. Everette is different.”He did not grumble because he did not care about me. That was the only explanation for that. “What are you? My husband's spokesperson?”He laughed.Why did that house seem so far? I wanted to get away from Vincent as fast as possible.“I am not
CHRISTY:“I’m not in the mood to play with you right now,” I stated while glaring at the sea.I'm tired of everything. Sometimes, I would feel okay, but most of the time, I was not. I wish I would be able to uplift my mood because I don't like what I am feeling right now. Vincent laughed. “Chill. I’m only messing with you, Miss Christina.”“Are we that close, huh?” I asked back which made him fall silent. “You're not my friend so please stop acting as if we were friends. We were not.”I did not care if I sounded harsh, as long as I got to keep my personal space. And it would be better if he would leave me alone until the end of this cruise ship. I was not looking for any company or anyone who would help me deal with whatever I was dealing with right now. His head fell. “I’m sorry, but I only want you to keep me company since Everette is not here with you. Despite the beauty of this place, there are still dangerous spots. Or maybe you will be left behind. It's not my intention to an
EVERETTE:"I will look for her," I declared when my wife had not returned yet. I had been waiting for her in the house with Vincent. The food was already served but there were no signs of my wife. According to Vincent, she had been out for a couple of hours already. Beatrice and I were able to talk and told me that his husband wanted to divorce her. Right now, she was also doing everything so that it would not push through.Drake should be grateful I had not seen him because right now, I wanted to punch him for hurting my sister like that. Beatrice might be the eldest in the family among seven siblings, but when it comes to dealing with problems, she wisstill a baby. If I were asked, I would want her to sign the divorce papers, but in return, I would sign my own divorce papers too. "Where will you go, Everette?" Vincent asked. “Are you familiar with the island?”How could I? When I rarely joined the cruise ship. If not for Christina, I won't be coming here. I glared at him, as he
EVERETTE:Where could she be? Why would she keep on making me worry? I asked in my mind as I continued to look for my wife. My worries for her did not disappear as I continued to look for her. I already went to the mini-forest of this island but did not find her there. I also asked some of the residents, but none of them saw her. That woman. Did she have plans to make me sick with worry? I did not like how I felt right now. If you haven't prioritized your family over your wife, this would not happen at all. But it was her suggestion that I go after Beatrice. She said it was fine. If she only told me that it was no, I wouldn't go there.Are you sure, Everette? Your mind would often wander to your older sister.Well, there was a point there.Drake made sure not to show his face or he would regret it for the rest of his life."Christina? Where are you?" I shouted. My voice echoed, but there were no signs that my wife heard me. If I had not found her by sunset, I would have created a
CHRISTY:What the fuck was Everette doing? My mind screamed while my eyes widened in surprise. Why was he kissing me?Before I could get drowned in whatever was happening between us, I pushed him away, wanting to put a space between us before I could forget that I was angry at him.“What are you doing, huh?” I asked. I acted as if I was disgusted and wiped my mouth. “I’m kissing you?” he asked in hesitation. “I know you are kissing me, Everette. Don't make me feel as if I am dumb.”“Why? Don’t you like it?”Even if he kisses like a toad, I still would like it so much! “You don’t even know how to kiss!” I lied and averted my gaze. “You’re making me feel embarrassed, Everette. What are you up to? Why are you here? You’re not welcome here. Don’t you know I wanted to be alone? Why can’t you listen to me?” His mouth opened and closed before he found the words to say and uttered, “Kitten, I realized everything now. I love you.”My heart skipped a bit.Did he love me? The words that I wa
CHRISTY:Everette dipped his mouth into mine. I moaned at the pleasure of his kisses.He bit. He nibbled and lastly shoved his mouth into mine. Our tongues were fighting a battle we were the only ones who knew. No one wanted to be defeated. Both of us wanted to rule. I no longer felt the cold, but instead felt the electricity created between our bodies. Who needed hot water when he could already warm me up?When we were both catching our breath, we both pulled away and rested both of our foreheads against each other."Kitten..."Grinning, I asked, "Yes, Bunny? Anything for you?""Kiss me again," he whispered. "Your kisses are like a drug. I could not get enough of it. I cannot get enough of you," he mumbled.I chuckled and sat on his lap, under the water. "You will look for my kisses every single day, Bunny.""I don't mind. I have no plans of letting you go, Kitten. You and I will be forever. There will be no divorce, Kitten. You hear me? I will not allow it."My heart melted at his
CHRISTY:Then Everette's eyes snapped open.I held my breath as I stared at his beautiful eyes."Kitten...""You're awake. Are you done pretending that you were asleep?" I asked softly, already tired of fighting with him. A year of hiding from him only made my love for him grow even stronger.My heart yearned for him, and seeing him after a year, I felt like I had become whole again.He sat while I snatched my hand away and put it on my lap."You still love me," he commented."I did not say anything like that," I denied, averting my gaze. "Yes, you did. I heard you say one, Kitten.""It was only your dream, Everette. You did sleep, right? You were dreaming earlier."Touching my chin, he forced me to look at him. My toes curled. Yes. I still loved this man. A year of not seeing him made me want to jump at him and kiss him like crazy and have lots and lots of sex as if to make up for the lost time. My hands yearned to touch his face and traced the outline of his cheeks. Everette le
CHRISTY: When you least expected someone, you would meet that someone. I thought my husband had already gone home like what Poppy had said. Did Poppy lie to me or was it only because my husband waited for me to step out? "Kitten...It's you." He looked at my face and down to my body and back to my face again. "I was right. You are only at the bakery shop. W-Why did you have to lie?" he asked, his voice trembling. His hair was already long and his mustache and stubbles had grown so much as if he was a completely different person. Despite that, he was still beautiful. The very person whom I managed to love. "I'm not. Y-You're mistaken, Mr." I pretended to fan myself. "You're drunk, Mister." "I only drank two canned beers, Kitten." He sauntered towards me, but I stepped back. "What are you doping? Like I said, I am not who you think I am." His expression turned glassy. "Kitten, please. Tell me what I did to punish you like this. What did I do wrong, Kitten? Why did you leave me
CHRISTY:"He is gone," Poppy announced after talking to my husband. I hid in the kitchen as Poppy struggled to look for some alibis and lied to my husband. I was glad I was able to watch the CCTV camera and found him approaching. If not, he would know I was here, working in Poppy's bakery shop. If Everette will find out that I was only here for the whole year, he might be mad at Poppy. The woman had no fault. In fact, she was kind enough to give me a job where I wanted it. Everette…he looked like a hermit who just came out from his hiding place. He had a rugged expression on his face, but he was still handsome.How long has it been since I last saw him face to face? More than a year already and I just wanted to run into his arms."Thank you, Poppy. You're the best," I said weakly. “Thank you for having my back.”She looked at me with a stern look. “I was not happy with what you did, okay? I was only forced to do it because I loved you. But Christy…how long will you keep on punishin
EVERETTE: It had been an nth time since I stared at my wife’s picture when we had our cruise ship. It was a candid picture of her while we both sat on the sand. A year of missing her. My wife was gone just like what I dreamed. When I entered the house, when I returned back from working on the company, her clothes were still there, but she never returned. At first, I was scared that she was kidnapped again, but there were witnesses of her going somewhere else alone. She was not kidnapped. The truth was, she was only looking for a perfect opportunity where she could go and run away. It had been what? One fucking years of her absence. No calls. No text. Not even anything. Until now, I blame myself for what happened. Maybe…if I did not work late, I would still be able to stop her from disappearing. “Why don’t you give up, Everette?” Vincent said. “If you did not find her, it only meant that she did not want to be found.” We were in the house. I asked him to come and he did witho
CHRISTY: I want the world to swallow me now. What a very perfect timing. Beatrice being able to witness me slapping her husband. I would understand if she would hate me after this. She loved her husband so much that salpping him will be the reason why he would throw a fit. I did not know how to console Beatrice or how would I be able to face her and explain what she just heard and what she had witnessed. Did I regret going to their cabin? I did not. All I was thinking was this woman who looked like she could not even hurt a fly. "Beatrice..." I mumbled. Approach her. She deserved to know what her husband said. Are you sure? The other part of my mind said. If the truth would hurt her so much, was it worth it? Left with no choice, I sauntered towards her. "How long had you been listening?" I asked directly, no loger beating around the bush. If she hated me after this, all I had to do was accept everything adn move on. There was so much bigger things that needed my attention.
CHRISTY:I did it! I was able to slap Drake! I was able to avenge Beatrice!It was not so me to hurt anyone, but after slapping Drake, I felt this weird sense of fulfillment coming from the inside of my chest. Instead of getting guilty, all I felt was the sense of fulfillment of avenging Beatrice. My palms were itching to slap him again, but once was enough. As long as I was able to send him the message that not everyone liked him was already enough.Drake glared at me, watching the imprints of my hands on his palm. It hurt even for a moment and he would no longer be able to forget me. Staring down at me, he asked, "What the fuck was that for? As far as my memories are concerned, you and I had no proper conversation. What did I do to earn a slap from you? Be thankful that you're a woman or else," he trailed off.“So what if I am a woman?” I asked. I scoffed. "You have to ask me those questions? Are you that dense?" I asked. He stared at me for a long time, his face bright red wi
CHRISTY:Beatrice looked at me as if I had grown horns. I was a bitch for suggesting it to her, but what could I do? I was not the type who would just stare at a woman who was hurting because of a man.Yeah. I know. It was the suggestion that she was totally unexpected. Or maybe she already expected it, but she could not do anything about it. Perhaps I was not the only one who had told her to divorce her husband. "Y-You want me to divorce my husband?" she asked in disbelief, using the same words I had suggested. "Do you even hear yourself?" she asked. “Divorce? How could you say that!”"I heard myself loud and clear," I said nonchalantly. “It’s time to let go of that jerk.”Tears swelled in her eyes.Beatrice always had a waterworks, and I did not like any of that. A woman’s tears were like a stab wound on me. I kneeled in front of her and said, "It's time to let go of the man who did not even love you. Do you understand? Stop hurting yourself because you deserve someone who would s
CHRISTY:"I knew women like you. You will grab every possible opportunity," she spat. “Seeing you annoys me even more. You reminded me of your Mom.”“Mom and I are two different beings, Mom,” I said politely, even if my heart was already bleeding too much. And I could not blame Clara. Mom showed her worse side. “As long as my husband won’t believe that I will cheat on him, I am fine with whatever you say, Mom.”Clara’s hand shook in anger. She was dying to hurt me. To slap me once again. “Christy is right, Mom. The only thing that you can do is accept this marriage.” Everette kissed me on my hair. Clar did not like it a bit. “Mom, let us have peace. Christy admitted it was a mistake that she left me in the altar. But don’t you think it’s already too long since that happened? Let’s move on, Mom. Please?” Everette was about to touch his Mom’s hand, but Clara slapped his hand away and looked at me with disgust.“You’re a witch. You bewitched my son!” She was about to slap me, but Everet
CHRISTY:Panic kicked in as I struggled to break free. No matter how much I attempted to shout, my voice was muffled. The person holding me won't budge at all. I kicked in. I thrashed. I shouted, but no words would come out.Everette! Please help me!What the heck was happening?"Stop squirming or I will hurt you for real," he threatened. “Do you think I will hesitate hurting a woman?”I stopped, sensing this bastard won’t hesitate to hurt me at all. My body went cold. It was the man whom Everette had fought with. Vincent was right. Sooner or later, he would come to get me. I should have listened to Vincent when he said I should be careful. Everette’s enemies would resurface. Did I listen? I did not. As he dragged me deeper into the darkness, I was losing even more hope that someone would be able to help me.It was safe to let him think that he was able to get my trust. Hot tears welled in my eyes as I thought of Everette. Would I die not being able to see my husband? If I knew