The Song
"Do you have feelings for Xylon?"
I was surprised to see Dalia standing next to me as I came back at the present moment.
"I, too, am a woman. I know how you feel about him. Mother Nena had already agreed. Xylon and I made plans to marry if ever I return and he's still single..." She folded her arms and looked at me. "I returned to pursue our marriage. And guess what?" I noticed her jaw tightening and then letting out a deep sigh. "He declined my request. He told me that the only girl he would marry... was the one he truly loved," she declared, her gaze bitterly fixed on the two people on stage who are very much in love.
Xylon handed the microphone to Farah. That was the last scene I saw before I slowly turned around.
My hear
Min Elskede"I know Fiore is courting you…"My forehead creased as Xylon obstructed my way. I was walking to the library and in a rush to catch up with my thesis professor."So?”“There’s something you need to know...”I stepped forward but he quickly moved and his robust body blocked my way."Get out of my way, Xyle. I'm in a hurry." I couldn't help but just look at his physique. He was wearing a simple white shirt and jeans. It naturally suits him whatever this arrogant, jerk is wearing."What do you want?" I asked annoyingly. It was like we were playing 'patintero
Wrapped AroundMy heart was beating like a snare drum. I'm back inside my room. I took a deep breath several times as my chest tightened.‘Min elskede’.Those words were familiar to me. Why did it have to be the ending of her song? What the hell does it mean anyway? And why do I feel crazy when I hear that word?I immediately proceed to the bathroom. I turned on the faucet to fill the bathtub with water. I dipped myself under the water after taking off all of my clothes. I wanted to get rid of everything. To wash my mind, so I can forget all about him. I want to remove all traces of him from my body.The lukewarm water was insufficient to relieve me as it penetrated my skin.
Intimate"Hush... It's me..." someone said.A white towel was tightly wrapped around my body. Something started to crawl through my veins. I felt both a chill and a warm sensation. The voice was so close that I realised his mouth was right next to my temple.‘Should I stay or should I run?’ My mind and my body were bothering me at the moment. Now that I know who owns that voice, and the one person who is holding me."Angel..." Camish asked."I'm still here," I mumbled."Xylon likes you. And he wants you, Angel."I took a breath and swallowed. I could feel the warmth of the embrace but couldn
Her Touch"Xyle! Oh, God! Please end this..." I begged him once more.My vision was blurry, and I was afraid I was going to collapse."Give me a reasonable excuse why I should stop, Mir," he said hoarsely, burying his lips in my neck.Damn! There are countless reasons why this should not happen."Farah..." 'Oh shut up, Miranda! You're envious! Admit it.'"She's just a friend.""That's... showbiz…" I scoffed and rolled my eyes.He chuckled. "It is true.""And Dalia?" I was a little frustrated, I know.
Became OneXylon’s eyes travelled down my chest, wavered for seconds on the curves of my body, and then his hand roamed across my chest while looking directly into my eyes.Without warning, he cupped both of my bre*sts and massaged them slowly and his lips landed on mine. My knees trembled, I had to hold on to his shoulders.His deft fingers manipulated my n*pples. I gasped, and he yanked me away from his kisses to pressed his lips against my left bre*st."Your heart..." he murmured. "I want your heart, Mir. I want to step into every corner of your heart. I want you to forgive me and need me as much as I needed you. Begging you to love a fool like me. I want all of you, Miranda."
Behind the DoorIt was quiet. I buried myself beneath the blanket. There was a feeling of an uncomfortable lack of warmth even if the sun was shining brightly outside the window.As I turned around, I felt the pain in between my thighs. I tried to touch myself and discovered that I was still damp.I felt the side of the bed. The scent of our lovemaking was still there. His masculine perfume lingered in my room.So it was all true. I was not just dreaming.I slowly get up. My eyes wandered across the room. The area was completely ruined and messed up.I exhaled a long sigh. Xylon didn't even say goodbye. He didn't even say thank you. Jus
EnoughThere were various seashells and sharp rocks along my path. But I didn’t care and continued walking at the seashore. A weak stroke of the water at my feet was enough to add on the resentment, remorse, and pain groping inside my heart.I was such an idiot! How could I have missed it? Xylon Diaz will never be satisfied with one woman. He is such a man-whore.He was gone the moment I woke up. I speculated what we did together last night was a new beginning. He was with me, and then all of a sudden quickly found a different gourmet to devour. I couldn't imagine him kissing me and then kissing another girl after. This was the very reason why Dalia had the determination to hope and expect from him. She has a valid motive to still claim him. Expecting something in return.
Stronger"Why did you keep this from us, Mir?" Auntie Pat held both of my hands. I didn't answer. I bit my lips and tilted my head to hide my tears."That arsehole! You should’ve told us earlier, so we could also beat him," Caleb growled behind."No, Caleb. Don't be like your father. I stopped him from following you but he was stubborn. He should've controlled his temper.""I couldn’t just keep quiet and tolerate what that man did to our niece, Nena. He must prepare himself because I'm not done with him yet. I'm going to file a charge against him!"I wiped my tears with the back of my hand and looked outside the window."Now I understan