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 MoreCeynol’s knees trembled as he waited, his heart pounding against his ribs. The moment Jade’s message flashed on his phone, a surge of excitement nearly launched him out of his swivel chair. But he caught himself, forcing his emotions into submission. This wasn’t just any meeting—this was about their son. He needed to stay composed.To ensure privacy, he had reserved the entire restaurant. This conversation was too personal, too delicate, to be overheard by prying ears. His gaze flickered to the entrance every few seconds, anticipating tightening his chest. His fingers tapped restlessly on the white tablecloth, and he had already drained several glasses of water in an attempt to soothe his nerves. The waiter had approached him multiple times, asking if he was ready to order, but each time, Ceynol had dismissed him with a curt shake of his head. He wasn’t here to eat. He was here for something far more important.Jade was late. Fifteen minutes had passed, but he remained rooted to hi
“Sir, we’ve confirmed it. The private jet that landed at the Vine’s private airstrip carried Miss Jade,” the man relayed hesitantly. Ceynol snatched the report, scanning the details with a clenched jaw. He tossed it aside and walked away, frustrated that, despite knowing this, he hadn’t even caught a glimpse of her. The day had been a torturous cycle of false leads and wasted efforts. The sound of his tires screeching against the pavement broke the silence of his estate. His car sped through the gates and halted abruptly in the driveway. The sleek black vehicle gleamed under the dim glow of the porch lights, its presence commanding but shaded by the weight of its driver’s fury. He stepped out, tugging at his polo shirt in irritation. The buttons at the top came undone as he loosened it, the fabric clinging uncomfortably to his sweat-dampened skin. Exhaustion etched his face, and restrained anger sharpened his eyes. “Jade was already here. She’s in this country,” he muttered
“Sir, the jet Miss Jade was on has just landed. Her parents even closed their private airstrip for her arrival,” reported one of the hired men, his voice hesitant. Ceynol narrowed his eyes at them. He already knew. News of Jade’s return was on every TV station and social media platform. The Vine family was no ordinary lineage. Their name carried weight in the Philippines, synonymous with power and prestige. Unlike Ceynol’s family, who built their empire from the ground up with blood, sweat, and tears, the Vines had long been wealthy, a dynasty rooted in old money and influence. “Sir, we—” “Get out of my face! You're all useless!” Ceynol’s voice thundered through the room. His blood boiled at the thought of these so-called employees failing to provide him with timely information. Even the tabloids knew Jade’s whereabouts before they did.The men flinched at his fury, their faces pale. “What are you waiting for? Get out!” He barked again, his tone sharp and unforgiving. He slam
“Why are you here again, Jade? Again?” Ceynol’s voice was sharp, his jaw clenched, and his eyes darkened with frustration as he turned away from her. The dimly lit bar covered over his features, hiding the emotions he refused to let surface. Jade stood before him, unflinching. Her hair was damp from the rain outside, her dress clinging to her slender frame. Despite her trembling lips and tear-streaked face, her resolve remained unbroken. She had followed him here—again—desperate to prove something he refused to acknowledge. “I came because I love you,” she said softly, her voice barely audible over the hum of low conversations and clinking glasses around them. “You don’t know what you’re saying.” Ceynol gritted his teeth and grabbed his drink, downing it in one swift motion. His fingers trembled as he placed the glass back on the counter. “Go home, Jade. You don’t belong here. This conversation is already done weeks ago!” Jade’s chest tightened. The weight of his dismissa
“Ohhh… Jade!” Ceynol sensed his climax approaching rapidly, and the sizable load of semen in his roiling testicles was practically begging for release. Ceynol cried out in ecstasy, his fingers entwining themselves in Jade’s hair as he savored the pleasure coursing through his body. With gentle encouragement, Ceynol urged her beloved to persevere. “Just a little more, baby,” he whispered, “you’re almost there.” Due to their happiness and possibly intoxication, Ceynol lost control of his mouth. He even calls Jade an endearment that made her heart flutter. Breathless and consumed by desire, he felt his body tense as he approached the pinnacle of pleasure. His heated essence surged upward, igniting every inch of his being. With an animalistic impulse, he thrust his hips forward, driving his rigid member deeper into her mouth. The man’s pubic hair pressed against her delicate nose as she skillfully accommodated the entire length of his impressive member in her throat. The man
“Are you prepared for some mischievous fun and games?” She whispered softly to him and placed her hand on his thigh. Ceynol’s throat tightened as he remained oblivious to Jade’s inexplicable actions upon his person, unable to regain control of himself. “Jade,” he said firmly. “Please,” he murmured. "I am but an old man," he said, attempting to gently extract Jade’s hands. He was consumed by the fear that her parents might catch a glimpse of them, while he was equally apprehensive that his closest friend would exact retribution upon him. “Ceynol, you are not old,” she reassured him. “I must say, my love,” slurred Jade, her speech slightly slurred from the numerous glasses of liquor she had imbibed, “I find myself quite taken with your mature and handsome appearance. No, that doesn't mean I can't seduce you and claim you as mine," she whispered, biting his ear gently. Ceynol continued to gaze at the house. Though the garden remained concealed, the possibility of his clo
“Jade…” Jade struggled to speak immediately upon hearing the familiar voice calling her name. The voice was one she was too familiar with, one that had consistently shown kindness, patience, and a willingness to overlook her every whim and flaw. She was intimately familiar with that voice. “Mom,” she said softly, her heart pounding as she uttered the word. There was a brief sigh on the other end of the line, and then her mother’s voice spoke again, though it was filled with a tinge of concern.“How are you doing, little one?” her mother asked, and Jade’s throat tightened. She bit her bottom lip, her heart aching as she fought to hold back the tears. She didn’t want to cry. Not yet. She didn’t want her mother to hear how much she had been struggling all these years, how much she had suffered in silence. “I’m okay, Mom,” Jade replied, trying to sound as convincing as possible. But her voice wavered, betraying her true emotions. “How did you manage to get my phone number?” She had
"Please, Fame! Don't follow me!" Jade's frustrated voice echoed through the bustling university hallways. The guy following her, Fame, who was annoyingly and persistently interested in her, got a harsh look from her. Today was meant to be a joyful day because it was the result of years of hard work and sacrifice, but Fame had once again made her wait too long. Jade was glad that she wouldn't have to see him anymore. They would go their different ways after graduation, and she would no longer have to deal with his constant pursuits. "Why do you avoid me all the time? I just want to take a picture with you and maybe have a fancy dinner with you. Why is that so bad?" Fame asked, giving off an inflated grin. Jade halted abruptly and faced him, her hands tightly clenched. "Ow! I need to get somewhere quickly. My son and his babysitter are waiting for me," she yelled, cutting through his cockiness with her sharp tone. Fame wavered for a moment, and his smile got a little tinier. He
At forty, Ceynol Tarragon's life bore the marks of success and influence. His name resonated in business circles, a beacon of triumph in a world where fortune eluded many. Yet, for all his accomplishments, a persistent shadow loomed over him—a frustration born not of material lack but of emotional void. A labyrinth of longing gripped his heart, as he sought something, or rather someone, that remained elusive.Ceynol had devoted much of his adulthood to building an empire. His businesses flourished, reflecting the discipline and determination of a man with clear goals. Yet, amidst boardrooms and balance sheets, he harbored a yearning that could not be satisfied by wealth alone. He searched for the woman who had captured his heart—a love he had long carried but never fulfilled.As he sat down in his office, a confrontation he had grown tired of enduring interrupted his thoughts. He was reviewing contracts."Get out, Lily!" His voice was sharp, laced with finality. "How many times must I
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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