Trisha was obviously intimidated, and the lady, Denny's sister, became even more menacing. Denny felt the offense in Trisha's expression, so he did not wait for her to get to his side. He walked over to comfort her in his embrace and whispered."She's my evil sister. Don't mind her. I got you."Trisha took a deep breath, and what he said indeed comforted her somehow. "Thank you," she whispered back.Denisse Vero was very annoyed at their whisperings. The two were by the bottom of the stairs, with Denny openly overprotecting this young witch. It was unmistakable to see that Denny was years older than the girl. And for Denisse, based on experience from her cheater of a husband, Leo Rossi, this one is another flirtatious courtesan. She was not going to let her little brother get lured by such an insolent bitch and ruin his life. Draining his bank accounts and losing his family or his chance to have a better family.Denny's neighbor, Caroline Winslet, told Denisse about these horrendous
"That might be the case," Denny dismissed his thoughts. "As an apology, let me make the food for both of us." Denny guided Trisha to sit on a high stool by the island area. It was wide enough to be his space to cook the food while Trisha was watching and they were talking."Wow! I wonder how a dashing alpha male can cook," Trisha could not help praising Denny. "I had to learn ever since I lived on my own," Denny stated with a proud smile. Then he started preparing the ingredients and things he needed while he also started to tell Trisha some of his life stories. "I am the youngest son from a family of Medical practitioners. My parents wanted me to be like them, be a doctor and walk in the same path they have already paved their way for me, but I don't like to live like them. Bound in their professions too deep that their lives felt dull. I know they are saving lives, but they seem to forget to live their own. If they are happy with it, it's okay. But they cannot ask me to give up my
"Wow! I am so proud of myself!" Denny with great enthusiasm, followed by a loud roar of gleeful tee-hee from the two of them. "I really have good eyes on everything!" He was so proud that he bought such goods at reasonable prices and he loved them, all of them!Trisha shook her head in disbelief as she washed everything they used for the meals as well as the ones Denny used to cook while the man of the house was like a kid unwrapping gifts on a Christmas day. "I can see myself in you around fifteen years ago," Trisha teased Denny. "What was that supposed to mean?" Denny's mouth gaped, and his eyes widened in incredulity. He did not want to believe this silly girl in front of him just made it sound like he was being compared to her toddler self. "Do I look like a five-year-old to you?" Denny asked flabbergasted."I don't know if you are aware but, I am just being..." Trisha paused and looked up at the ceiling as if she was thinking deeply. "Shall I tell a lie instead?" She squinted h
They have the whole house's privacy all to themselves, so it didn't matter when and where they ended up humping like horny rabbits. Their playfulness turned hot and sexually stimulating. A tiny spark of lust became a burning fire of concupiscent moments like a newlywed couple who could not take their hands off each other. One was offended and wanted to express his retaliation by proving his virility, while the other was submissively accepting his reprisals. Standing between her legs, Denny pulled her closer to him, and with a voice too thick of warning mixed with arousal, he whispered clearly and very closely to Trisha's ears. "Let me show you what those years had taught me when it comes to the facts of life," his breath released of soft air tickled Trisha, making her curl and shiver run down her spine to her core. Her tiny move of response to his titillating touches fuels Denny's confidence. Her aroused mien and hitching breathes proved that Denny was doing well to conquer her. De
Startled to see her tears, Denny leaned over to kiss them away before he claimed her lips. Then he asked."Why sad?" he whispered gently."I'm not..." Trisha replied, smiling softly."Why the tears, then?"Trisha covered her face with her palms and muffled her mouth as she answered. Her timid self surfacing as Denny pointed our her tears. She wasn't sad. Not at all, but she really wished with all her being to be filled and feel that glorious sensation Denny had introduced to her a lot of times already. If it is wrong to feel in such a way, Trisha was guilty, with her heart and soul. Right at the moment, all she wanted was to feel complete, to be one with this gorgeous, dashing man, even if she was aware she was just a service girl and he was his most valued client. "Because I want you inside me so badly, but you won't..." she sounded whining while feeling embarrassed at the same time.Denny chuckled at her response, he felt over the moon, but he did not grant her wishes right away. H
While the master and his slave, or the service girl and the client, were doing whatever they desired to do with each other, the creepy neighbor next to Denny's house has been checking when Denny would come out of his home and was planning on "accidentally bumping" into him. Caroline Winslet knew Denisse came over to Denny's place. She saw it from her window. She witnessed how long Denisse stood by the door and furiously pressed on the doorbell again and again. She also knew when she left huffing and puffing in anger. She had a guess. The visitation did not go well. And she had been waiting for any news from the sister, her friend, Denisse, but she got nothing. When it turned mid in the afternoon, Caroline gave up the thought that Denny would leave his house. She called Denisse instead. "Hey, Big Sis!" Caroline greeted sweetly. "Oh hi, sweetie," Denisse greeted nicely back. She likes this girl. She is from a well-known and noble family. She is so kind and respectful that she is than
"Ahmmm..." Caroline started.Denisse did not say anything in response as she waited for the girl to finish whatever she was going to say. She was also enjoying watching the girl turning almost pinkish red right in front of her. Denisse can make a wild guess of what Caroline was going to say. Yet, she did not want to speak ahead of her because she might also be wrong. That would be funny if her."I have something to confess to you," Caroline bit her lower lip's right side before she looked up from her cup with a meek face painted with a shy smile.Denisse was surprised to hear what she had just said. That wasn't what she was expecting to hear, not at all! Her eyes widened as she raised her brows in a questioning look."I..." Caroline stuttered. "Please don't get mad at me?" Caroline helplessly begged.Denisse laughed at her sad and also funny mien. She did not get to prepare her heart to witness any of these."Let's hear what you are going to tell me first, then I will see if I can tol
"Achoo!""Hey, how do you feel?" Denny asked warily. They were already clothed warmly and were cozying up in the theater room. They did not stay so long in their bath as Trisha reminded Denny they still had to sort the things they bought last night. Denny realized what Trisha meant when she said he had to decide which to throw away and which ones to keep before buying things. He had difficulty finding space for the new ones without disposing of the old stuff on the cupboards. The good thing is, he did not buy many things that he already had at home, or else he would have regretted it. They were done arranging things in the kitchen as well as the pantry, moving more of the items that she would often need to Trisha's reach. They also cleaned the kitchen floor with a vacuum cleaner and electric mop. "My cleaners come twice a week," Denny reminded Trisha so she would stop overdoing the cleaning."Can you ask them to stop while I'm here?" Trisha suggested."Why?" Denny asked with disbel
“Honey…?” Denny called out carefully.Claudette was already about to enter the ward when she heard the man who introduced himself as Denny Vero called for Aleah so sweetly and concerned. She smiled. She just confirmed her thoughts that these two are romantically involved. She silently placed the food she bought and the change on a chair by the door before she lightly knocked and waved her hands to say she would be right back.Trisha bowed her head lower when she heard the knocking on the door. At the same time, Denny turned his head to look back and saw Mrs. Murphy pointing at the purchases she brought while she hurriedly exited the ward.Denny wasn’t able to say anything before the lady disappeared from his sight. He went to get the drinks and handed Trisha a cup of tea. There were two, so he supposed the other one was for him. He took a sip and just said anything. He urged Trisha to try hers, too.“Honey, the tea is good. You should have a sip while it’s still warm.”But Trisha place
Trisha turned her head away from Denny and faced her mom instead. Her tears started to cloud her eyes again. She bit her lips not to let her cries out of her mouth.She clearly understood what Denny had just said right now, but she could not respond right away. She was feeling torn between accepting or declining his offer of financial assistance. It wasn’t for herself alone. It was for her mom, most especially. He also mentioned being a philanthropist, which surely meant he was going to donate a considerable amount to get the procedure done with the best outcome. Yet, Trisha was still worried about what she might have to do to return such a huge favor from Denny Vero.When she was with Chloe earlier, and Denny was not by her side, Chloe spoke to Trisha with her honest and frank thoughts. Trisha realized that Denny did not know his parents already knew everything, the facts, not what they feared his sister, Denisse, might have told them. She was actually glad Denny accepted her suggesti
“She is so kind,” Denny moved closer and whispered to Trisha. “I like her a lot!”Then Denny moved back to look at the girl on her face with a silly smile.“But don’t let her know about that, okay?” Denny murmured again. “She might like me back. I am afraid of that happening.”The two shared suppressed laughter with their hands in their mouths, covering, as they both looked back in the direction of the door. They seemed to have the same fear that the person they mentioned was already back and heard what Denny just said.“I like her, too,” Trisha shrugged her shoulders as she giggled after making sure Claudette wasn’t back just yet. She played along with Denny’s joke not to let the lady Murphy know they liked her so much.“Kidding aside, she is awesome,” Denny cleared his throat before he made known to Trisha his honest opinion about the lady taking care of the patient.He also heard from the doctor and nurses he was able to speak with that Claudette is doing her duties more than a mere
“Thank you so much, Mrs. Murphy!” Trisha’s voice was shaky as she looked up from the other side of the bed, embracing her mom cautiously.Trisha felt emotional. She was glad even to only hear that her mom would regain her consciousness. She’s been in the hospital bed for almost seven months now. She might have seen the person driving the car when she was hit, but as she was still in a coma, they could not ask her. Trisha and her brother Yohan are still hoping to find the justice they deserve. The police seemed to have no more lead to continue the investigation, and since the Silver siblings did not have anyone influential to ask for assistance, they would have to rely on whatever they heard from their mom’s recollections.It would be tough to hold on to such possibilities, but they believe their mom is fighting within her to survive her situation. And one victory may lead to another if she could point out who caused her so much pain and stole so much of her time to stay healthy and pro
Soon they arrived at the ward where the name Elaine Silver was written on the chart by the foot end of the patient’s bed. A woman was reading a book seated next to the patient. She was reading the book aloud like a mother reading a bedtime story to a kid. She was too focused on her book as she read with enthusiasm and emotion according to the content of the story that she did not notice the two, Trisha and Denny, walking next to the patient’s bed.Denny and Trisha looked at each other with amused smiles on their faces. Denny gave Trisha a sign not to make a sound using his finger placed above his mouth. Trisha nodded her head as she agreed not to make a sound. She was beyond glad and satisfied that the lady Murphy was indeed attending to her mom’s welfare with so much dedication and sincerity. She was also happy that the man beside her seemed to have the same thoughts about letting the lady reading a book continue until she realized their presence. And so she continued to read:“A fath
Trisha smiled happily. Denny saw her serene smile in his peripheral vision, and he felt good. His idea was turning out to be successful. That was what he was hoping for, to make his “honey” smile, not the polite one that her face had seemed to be painted with the whole day, but the pure natural smile she would usually wear on her face when she is genuinely happy.Soon they arrived at the hospital. Trisha was worried he would be late with his appointment.“Honey, I can walk my way into the hospital. You don’t have to send me in,” Trisha cautiously suggested. “You might be late.”Denny chuckled.“It’s okay. You wait for me by the entrance. I will be right back after I park the car.”Trisha had no choice but to do as he ordered. She consoled herself that he should know what he was doing. He wouldn’t insist if he did not have enough time, right?“Okay, I will stand by the entrance door. You can call me if there are any changes,” Trisha raised her purse with her phone and wallet inside it.
Denny paused for a while. He could not say it was personal, but it wasn’t business either. But he did not want to explain further, so he just made his answer short, although a bit ambiguous.“A little of both?” Denny chuckled, helping Trisha to stand from her seat beside him.Chloe was not convinced. Or maybe even if she was, the mother still wanted to spend a little more time with her dear son, so she expressed her disagreement.“I can only let you go early today if you promise to visit us next Sunday again,” she bargained.Denny’s eyes widened in disbelief.“Mom, I cannot promise you that, but I will try,” the son scratched his non-itchy backhead as he replied.“Then you will have to stay until dinner today. What do you say about that, Aleah?” Chloe turned to the girl beside Denny.“I… am…” the service girl stuttered. She did not know what to say, but knowing her answer was awaited, she had to say something. “I’m very sorry, Mrs. Vero, but I do not decide things with…” Trisha could n
“Do you mean to marry this girl?” Franco Vero asked. His tone was still calm, not making his honest reactions known to his dearest son.“As of the moment, and if that is all for me to decide, I might say yes,” Denny chuckled at his sudden realization.The father was baffled by the son’s answer.“What do you mean?”“I don’t think the feeling is mutual just yet,” Denny let his weary mind off him.He felt good that his kind dad asked. He had been holding these thoughts within him. He could not freely speak about it with Don Carlo and Angela as he did not want to worry them for Trisha. But with his dad, he felt the assurance that his old man would understand where he was coming from. Denny let his heartfelt emotions flow.“I can feel this girl is purely doing business with me, and she never flirts nor misleads me to think she fancies me like a woman fancies a man. She is obedient in everything I ask and tells her to do because she is too cautious about losing her job. She has these invisib
As Aleah requested and without fear for Denny to grant them, they got dressed up with the doting Denny assisting his heart's wife; since they weren't legally married yet, in every step of getting her nicely yet comfortably clothed. "We should shop for new sizes of your underwear, honey," Denny gently suggested. "I am worried you might feel discomfort with the ones you used to wear and in your closet right now," he explained eagerly. He knew that pregnant women could be very sensitive, so he tried his best to clear any misinterpretations of his words. Angela excitedly bought Aleah different designs of pregnant dresses and others obviously needed by an expecting woman, but as she had not had the experience to reach pregnancy into a stage where her belly would swell up, Angela did not realize to include underwear in her shopping list. I have been meaning to do so, but as I was not allowed to go out without company aside from the nurse, I was just waiting when we could visit the shoppi