Falling in love with a man twice her age seems ridiculous. But falling in love with her father's best friend is even worse. Ceynol Tarragon is the man of Jade Vine's dreams. He's thirty-six years old, mature and experienced, with intense eyes and a way of owning his six-foot muscular body that has her mind melting... It's no surprise she had a crush on him for a long time until falling in love with him. She saves herself for him and does everything she can to make him fall in love, even though it is forbidden... A taboo because Ceynol is his father's best friend. How can she persuade Ceynol that what she feels is genuine, that it isn't just puppy love, and that he is the only man she has ever desired? That she is willing to sacrifice everything in order to make the man hers? Will the man gamble his friendship with Jade's father, or will he totally break the woman's heart forever?
View More“F*ck! This is the third time this week, Crown. Why did you do it again?” Ceynol’s sharp voice echoed through the spacious living room. His son, Crown, sat leisurely on the couch, his arms crossed, a single brow arched as if silently asking, Are you done, or should I wait a little longer? The clock struck five in the afternoon, and his wife had yet to return home. The golden hues of the setting sun filtered through the wide glass windows, emitting warm streaks across the elegant furnishings. It was another Friday evening, and as much as Ceynol wished to enjoy the peaceful transition into the weekend, he had a pressing matter to attend to before his wife arrived: disciplining their eldest child. “It’s not my fault they don’t know what they’re teaching us,” Crown replied nonchalantly, his tone devoid of guilt. “I was merely pointing out the obvious and correcting them. I refuse to let my classmates learn inaccurate information.” Ceynol clenched his jaw, his patience wearing da
“I swear, Ceynol, if you ever touch me again, I will kill you!”Jade’s agonized scream rang throughout the delivery room, her grip on Ceynol’s hand as tight as a vice. Sweat dripped down her forehead, her hair clinging to her flushed skin as she struggled through another intense contraction.Ceynol winced slightly at the crushing pressure on his fingers but remained by her side, unwavering. He would have gladly taken her pain if he could. But all he could do was offer comfort, whispering gentle reassurances as she labored to bring their child into the world.“I know, love! I know! Just breathe, okay?” Ceynol nervously encouraged her.Jade shot him a murderous glare between deep, ragged breaths. “Don’t tell me to breathe, you—!” Another sharp wave of pain interrupted her sentence, forcing a strangled groan from her lips.The doctors and nurses moved quickly, their voices calm yet firm as they guided her through every push. The sterile scent of the delivery room filled the air, mingling
“Let me go!” Jade’s desperate scream echoed through the entire mansion, sending a wave of panic through every person inside.The guards stationed outside the master bedroom burst in immediately, their weapons drawn. What they saw made their blood run cold.Jade was struggling against Fame’s iron grip, his fingers still tight around her throat. Her face was turning pale, her hands clawing weakly at his wrist as she gasped for air.“Let go of Miss Jade! one of the guards roared, stepping forward.Fame turned his head slowly, his lips twisting into a sickening grin. Instead of obeying, he suddenly released Jade—but before anyone could react, he yanked a knife from his pocket and pressed the blade against her throat.Everyone in the room froze.Jade gasped as the cold steel touched her skin. She tried to move, but Fame's grip around her waist was too strong.“One step closer, and I swear I’ll slice her open,” Fame hissed, his eyes wild.The guards hesitated, their fingers trembling over t
The quiet hum of the air conditioning filled the bedroom, blending with the sound of Jade's breathing. Ceynol sat on the edge of the bed, watching his wife shift uncomfortably beneath the silk sheets. The room was bathed in a soft glow from the bedside lamp, emitting shadows along the walls. Jade had been restless for days. Her condition had worsened, leaving her exhausted and weak. She was barely a month into her pregnancy, but the toll it was taking on her body was evident. The doctor had warned them to be cautious—her pregnancy was fragile. Ceynol had never felt this level of fear before. He had faced ruthless rivals, outsmarted the most cunning businessmen, and even stood his ground against murderers like Fame. But nothing terrified him more than the possibility of losing Jade and their unborn child. Jade stirred, letting out a soft groan. Ceynol immediately reached out, brushing strands of hair from her face. “Are you okay?” He asked. She blinked up at him sleepily befo
Jade had always been strong. Stubborn, even. The kind of woman who never backed down, never showed weakness, never allowed herself to be anything less than in control.But lately… something was wrong.She felt it in the way her body betrayed her. The dizziness. The nausea. The constant exhaustion that clung to her like an invisible weight.At first, she ignored it.A headache? She brushed it off.Dizzy spells? Probably just stress.Vomiting? Maybe something she ate.But it was getting worse. And this morning, as she stood in their luxurious bathroom, gripping the cool marble sink with trembling fingers, she knew she couldn’t ignore it anymore.The world spun violently around her. A sickening wave of nausea crawled up her throat, forcing her to drop to her knees.She barely made it to the toilet before emptying her stomach.The retching sounds echoed in the quiet house. The sharp acidity burned her throat. Sweat beaded on her forehead. And when she finally lifted her head, gasping for
The city was alive with tension. Every television station, every news outlet, and every radio broadcasts the same urgent message.“Fame Xaviero, the escaped convict responsible for multiple crimes including arson, murder, trespassing, attempted murder, and serious physical injuries, remains at large. Authorities have increased the bounty for any information leading to his capture, now set at one hundred fifty million pesos. Citizens are urged to report any suspicious activity immediately.”Posters bearing Fame’s face were plastered across the streets of Manila, from dingy alleyways to the upscale districts. His sharp, unhinged gaze stared back at passersby, a stark reminder that a monster was still lurking somewhere in the dark.People whispered his name in hushed voices, their paranoia growing by the day. Some saw shadows where there were none, convinced he was watching them. Others carried weapons now—knives, guns, whatever they could find—just in case the infamous fugitive was clos
The private jet hummed softly as it soared through the sky, cutting through thick clouds that stretched endlessly beyond the windows. Jade sat back in her seat, watching Manila’s city lights in the distance. It had been an intense and fearful flight because of what happened on the island, but she felt a sense of relief washing over her at the thought of finally being home.Beside her, Ceynol was busy typing on his laptop, his jaw tense and his brows furrowed in focus.Jade let out a sigh, resting her head against the plush leather seat. “You’ve been at that for hours. You’re supposed to be relaxing, not plotting someone's downfall.”Ceynol didn’t look up. “Relaxing can wait. This is more important.”She eyed the screen and immediately recognized the files and reports. It wasn’t just anyone he was going after—it was the warden and the entire corrupt prison staff who had allowed Fame to escape.Jade sat up straighter. “You really won’t stop until every last one of them pays, huh?”Ceyno
The storm raged outside, its violent winds lashing at the villa, making the wooden beams groan in protest. The candlelight flickered, casting long, shifting shadows on the walls. The scent of wax and salt lingered in the air, mixing with the distant tang of rain that seeped through the cracks of the window.Jade curled up against Ceynol on the couch, her fingers gripping his shirt. The storm made it impossible to relax—every sudden gust of wind, every flicker of lightning sent her heart hammering in her chest.Something felt off. It wasn't just the storm. Not just the darkness.Something else. A presence.She couldn’t explain it, but an instinctual chill ran down her spine, making her skin prickle.Ceynol must have sensed her unease because he pressed a kiss to the top of her head. “You’re tense.”She exhaled sharply. “It’s just… something doesn’t feel right.” She keeps looking around and searching, but she finds none.Ceynol frowned slightly but didn’t dismiss her concerns. Instead,
The golden morning light streamed through the open windows of the villa, emitting a warm glow over the silk sheets that tangled around Jade’s legs. The scent of saltwater and tropical flowers drifted in from outside, mixing with the faint aroma of last night's candlelit dinner.Jade stretched lazily, her muscles pleasantly sore, a satisfied hum escaping her lips. Ceynol’s arm was still draped over her waist, his body radiating heat against her back. She turned slightly, her gaze tracing over his sleeping face—the strong jawline, the faint stubble, the peaceful rise and fall of his chest.For a moment, she just watched him. It was rare to see him like this, completely relaxed. There were no smirks or teasing remarks. Just… at peace.She smiled and carefully slipped out of bed, trying not to wake him. But as soon as her feet touched the cool wooden floor—“Where do you think you’re going?”A smirk played on Ceynol’s lips, his voice still thick with sleep. Before she could answer, he rea
As Jade Vine made her way down the grand staircase, every eye in the room turned towards her. She smiled gracefully, but she could feel the weight of their gazes following her every step. There was something almost surreal about the moment—she was the center of attention, but all she could focus on was her appearance and how it might look to others. She paused for a moment to take in her reflection. The long black and gold tulle ball gown she wore shimmered under the lights, a perfect combination of elegance and luxury, and she felt a rush of pride. However, a persistent nervousness quickly eclipsed her pride.The theme of the night was black and gold, fitting for her debut, a celebration of her stepping into adulthood. Similar attire from the guests further enhanced the formal and refined atmosphere. The host of the party introduced her, along with her parents, and Jade scanned the room with curious eyes, hoping to spot someone in particular. Today, of all days, she longed to see o...
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