***Kyle's POV***I can't tell if I was doing the right thing. Her face held no emotions. I wonder if this was because of whom she might have had it with earlier before me. Even though the expression she had today isn't actually what I was expecting, I didn't give up and continued to stroke myself while looking at her. She didn't take her gaze off me, so I continued with what I was doing until I became so hard and dripping pre-cum. If it were to be the other ladies, they'll be writhing and moaning by now. I wonder why it was different with her. Just then, Fancy did what I least expected of her. She slowly spread her legs wide and began touching herself. Immediately I froze. I was supposed to be the one seducing her, but at this point, I turned out to be the one seduced by her. I tried to suppress it, but it was just too difficult for me to do. I gradually took my hands off my dick and approached her. “I never knew you were such a bad girl,” I whispered while getting on the bed. “
***Fancy's POV***I opened my eyes to the brightness of the room. At first, my memory was blank, and neither did I take into consideration the surrounding environment. Where should I be at this moment? The first place in my heart was my room. I was probably in my room until I shifted my gaze to the window, which didn't look like the window in my room. The memories of what took place last night came flooding into my head. Immediately, I went pale and forgot to breathe until I began gasping for air. I quickly sat up straight, only to see that I was wrapped in a bed sheet. I slowly raised the bed cover from me and saw that I was stark naked. What happened last night wasn't a dream at all. It was as real as it could ever be. I turned to my side, and I noticed the worst scene. There was no one on the bed with me. My heart sank that very instant, and I pulled at my hair. Not only that, my phone rang, and I quickly traced it to the table next to the bed. I picked it up and saw that I had
**Kyle's POV**# One Month Later “Are you coming now?” Fancy asked through the phone.“Yes babe, I'm almost there,” I replied through the earphone. “Alright, I'll see you around when you come up over.” With that, she ended the call. I heaved a deep sigh. It was the birthday of Fancy's mom, and she invited me to come celebrate with the family. Though Fancy and I have been seeing each other for the past one-month now, we've never actually told anyone about the status of our relationship, not even Jacob knows of it, and this just makes it more comforting. Though everything will be spilled today. That I was going to see my mortal enemy face to face was something I had thought would take some time. Indeed, going through Fancy was the best choice and now I can't wait to get my revenge on the family. As soon as I arrived at the said address, I saw a few cars lined up around the garage area. I parked mine in an empty spot I found and instantly called Fancy on the phone. “Babe, I'm here
***Fancy's POV***I don't know what came over Kyle. He kissed me so roughly like he's never done before, and then he pulled away to ask me to take him to my room. “My room? Oh, you wish to see where I sleep?”“Yes.”I smiled at him, “if that's what you want then I'll gladly take you to my room,” I pulled him along with me to my room. But before I got in with Kyle, I didn't fail to look around, just in case someone was observing us. Not that it mattered, but I didn't want that much attention towards me and Kyle. I pushed my room door open and urged him to come in. As soon as he was in, a smile spread across my lips. What do you think of this place? I asked, still smiling happily. “I think this place is the best place I've ever seen,” he said, looking around me and trailing fingers on my room wall. Just then his eyes fell on the picture I took with my mom. He paused and sauntered to the picture and picked it up. “it must have been nice being with your mom. I envy you, Fancy.”Kyle ha
**Fancy's POV**# Three Years Later“Oh my goodness! You look so beautiful, Nora…” I mused, watching my best friend who is about to be married to the love of her life today. “Thank you so much, Isabel. The makeup and wedding dress sure looks good on me,” she said and slowly rubbed her stomach. Nora is actually three months pregnant and planned a wedding with her fiancé before the baby arrives, which I strongly approve of. “Uhm, Matilda, you can excuse us for a few minutes. I'll call you when I need your help,” Nora said to the makeup artist. “Alright. Let me know when you're done with your conversation.”“I'll certainly do so.”As soon as the makeup artist excused us, Nora stretched her hands to me. “Fancy, I'm so happy, and I'm grateful that you decided to be my maid of honor.”“Oh come on, it's nothing. What are friends for?”Nora blinked and lightly hugged me so she wouldn't ruin her makeup. After the hug, I noticed Nora suddenly held a serious expression on her face. “Nora, te
**Kyle's POV**I had never expected the question she just asked me. It's been three years now, and I've never been able to get another opportunity for revenge. It almost appeared I had forgotten what had brought me into the relationship in the first place. I only have Fancy an excuse not to go with her to her friend's wedding because I needed to find a proper way of getting my vengeance. Who would have thought that she'll bring up the matter of marriage in front of me? And hearing her say this made my blood boil, but then, I'll be damned to show her my furious expression. There's no way I'm letting her find out what I truly feel. “Fancy, I understand your plight, but I need time. I'm busy with things.”“But that's what you said last year when I asked you to come to my family's reunion for Christmas.”I should have known she wasn't going to let things go easily. “Alright. This Christmas, I'm coming with you. How about that?” I asked, staring at Fancy. I noticed a smile crept up he
**Kyle's POV***“Alright babe, just head to the kitchen, you'll find the wine bottle on the desk.”“Alright, I'll do so.” I immediately stood up from the dinner table to get the wine. Just as I arrived at the passage leading to the kitchen, I caught sight of the room opposite Fancy's. I remember that the last time I came, I discovered that Fancy's room was on the left and the room I'm staring at now was on the right. This simply means the owner of the room must be Fancy's mom. This can't be real. I mean, if this is the case, then I don't have to worry about how to get through to her. Immediately I looked behind me to observe the area. When I noticed the coast was clear, I used that as an opportunity to go into the room. I tiptoed towards the room and found the door ajar. I peeped in and discovered no one was in. After successfully getting in, I narrowed my eyes around the room. There ought to be something I can use against her. Just then. Even though it's been long since she worked
**Fancy's POV***I don't understand what Jacob is going on about. The only thing I see here is him not liking Kyle anymore. “Fancy, I know you love him, and there's nothing I or anyone can do to separate you two. Fine, I know that and if you notice, I didn't talk to him about it.”“If that's the case, why aren't you free with him? Even if it's hard, just fake it? Do anything to make him feel welcomed. That is, if you have the slightest love in your heart for me.”Jacob narrowed his eyes as if he's not convinced about what I said. Why was he acting this way? “Fancy, I'll put what you said into consideration for sure. But I need you to do something for me. I know you love him, and I have no problems with your love for him. However, I just want you to be careful.”“I am careful.”“Then let me ask you one question. Do you see a future with him? I mean, I learned your best friend Nora is married to the man she loved. Do you see a future with Kyle that way? Or had there been any promises
**Fancy's POV***Just as I exclaimed, he came out of the kitchen, wearing an apron, and carrying a tray containing food. I was shocked to see this.“Hi! Glad you're back. Please have a seat,” he said, placing the tray on top of the dining table. I couldn't believe my eyes, and this was because it was a rare sight, seeing Kyle in an apron making dinner. I have known him to always order a take out. If my guess is right, the only time I've seen him serve breakfast in bed was the morning after our first sex. He wasn't wearing an apron then, so this looks like a different level entirely. “Mom, take a seat already,” Nathan urged and only then did I realize I have been standing in one spot and staring at him with eyes wide open in surprise. I slowly walked over to the seat next to Nathan and sat down. Kyle served Tamales for dinner and the aroma undeniably made my mouth water. Nathan was the first to take a bite and he exclaimed, “Hmm this is delicious!” he said, licking his lips with e
**Fancy's POV***As soon as I left Kyle's car, I took a taxi to the hospital to sew my dad. Since it was morning I'm sure my mom was there too. Just as I had thought, the moment I opened the door to my dad's room I was shocked to see my mom there just as I had expected. “My goodness! Fancy, you didn't let us know you were coming.”My mom said, staring at me with surprise. “I'm sorry mom. I know I should have informed you but I wanted to surprise you,” I said with a smile but realized I wasn't even carrying a flower, since I was coming to see my dad. “I'm so sorry dad. This is indeed my bad. I should have brought you some flowers.”“Oh come on, honey. You're all the flowers I ever needed. I'm glad you came to see me.” My dad said with a smile. Just then, I noticed him looking behind me. “What about my grandson? It's been a long time since I last saw him.”“Oh, about Nathan… He's actually in school, dad.”“That's good.”My dad said with satisfaction. “Fancy, may I have a word wit
**Fancy's POV**I creased my brow, wondering what the maid wants at this time of the night. I strolled to the door without asking if it was Ophelia or someone else. I quickly opened the door while adjusting my robe from my shoulders, but I instantly went pale when I saw Kyle at the door. I froze where I stood with my gaze up at him. “What do you want!”“Please don't sound this way. I only wanted to speak with you.”“About?” I asked with a creased brow. “I wished to know if you found the place adjustable.”I heaved a deep sigh and slowly came out of my room. “Well, I'm sorry you already know how I feel about this place.” I said, walking ahead of him at a slow pace. “I actually have no idea. That's why I'm asking,” he replied behind me. I quickly paused and turned around to face him. “Kyle, stop trying to win favors with me. Who you should actually care about is our son, not me. Don't think because I'm here with you, I've completely forgotten what you did!”He went silent for a wh
**Fancy's POV**After touching my face, I looked in the mirror and let out a low gasp. My face had changed and looked healthy. At this point, while staring at my reflection in the mirror, I couldn't help the tears that dripped from my eyes. I wished things were better. I wished all the things I suffered were just a long nightmare.But if they should be nightmares, doesn't mean Nathan wouldn't be real? The mere thought alone made me shake my head at once. I've lived with Nathan for so long, and living in a world without him would be torture. So, at the end of the day, I have to stick with the bitter truth that Kyle and I have a bad blood that can never be reconciled. Though I truly hope that things could change. After dressing up, I decided to go down for breakfast. Just as I descended the stairs I spotted the dinning being prepared by Ophelia. But something else caught my eyes that made me freeze for a few moments. I was shocked to see Kyle and Nathan all seated quietly on the dini
**Fancy's POV***I can't believe I had slept until it was 8pm, and I only had to wake up when I heard a loud knock on the door. I slowly stood up from bed and went to get the door. To my surprise, it was the laid, Ophelia, who helped me transport my luggage back to the room I realized I was originally given. When I found out that it was necessarily Kyle who wanted that, I couldn't help but bad mouth him for what he didn't do. I heaved a long deep sigh after my luggage was transported back to my own room. Now I at least have a space of my own to avoid bumping into him because it's definitely not something I want to be doing in the coming times. The day went on smoothly. After dinner, Nathan decided he preferred to watch his favorite night sports before going to bed. I had wanted to refuse him like I did back at home, but then I somehow felt guilty that doing that in his dad's house was me trying to take away the privilege of him being in his father's house. I mean, who am I to tell
***Kyle's POV***After the business meeting, Ai just couldn't wait to get home. Though Ray had told me earlier that they had successfully settled in the house. But then, I was still a little worried, especially with Fancy. I wonder if she's okay with the villa or if she despises it as much as she despises me. “Mr. Kyle, we are pleased the meeting is finally over,” Mr. Sheriff announced as he stretched out his hand for a handshake. “I'm glad it's over as well. Now we can all go home and have some rest.”“You're right. My son's birthday is tomorrow. I need to take the earliest flight back to Mexico.” Sheriff stated. When he mentioned, son, I couldn't help but think about Nathan. I wonder what day Nathan was born. The only person who can actually give me these details is no one else but Fancy. But then I wonder if she'll tell me. She seemed to hate me with so much passion and I understand why, though. After bidding farewell to my colleague, I went to my hotel room. Before leaving, I
***Fancy's POV***I didn't realize just how tired I was until I heard someone say, “We are finally here, ma'am.” I wasn't a deep sleeper, so it was easy for me to hear whatever was said in my sleep. I sharply opened my eyes, only to see Ray staring back at me from the front seat. “Ma'am, we are finally at the Villa now.”“Oh, I dozed off,” I was explaining, but Ray shook his head. “It is highly understandable, considering the journey is quite far.”I slowly took my head downwards only to realize that I wasn't actually the only one who slept, but Nathan as well. After asking all the questions in the world, he finally fell asleep. Wonderful! “May I help you with him?” Ray offered, but I whiffled my head. There's no need for that, Ray. Don't let our matters affect you.” He quickly got the door, and I carried Nathan on my shoulder as I came out of the car. But what I met made me freeze at the spot where I stood. Never in my wildest dream did I ever think this is Kyle's Villa. My goodnes
**"Fancy's POV***Just as I took Nathan into the house, I was shocked to see my mom in the living rooms carrying a confused expression. "Fancy, whose car was that, dropping you off outside our apartment?” If I told my mom about it, she'll surely go ballistic. But if I don't tell her about it, she'll become curious and suspect that I'm beginning to hide things from her. I don't want any of that and so the only way out for me is to tell her what she wants to hear. "Mom, give me some time to get Nathan ready for bed, I'll explaine everything to you.""Alright honey. Have a good night's sleep my darling." My mom said to Nathan and he quickly rushed towards her and kissed her on the cheeks. "Goodnight, grandma..." Nathan said climbing up the stairs in excitement. "My goodness! What could have made Nathan this happy, I wonder?"I know my mom is confused about today's happenings because I never told her anything from the very start. I wonder how she would feel after I tell her now. After
***Kyle's POV***This was like a blessing in disguise. If I had known Nathan would act this way just so me and his mom could be together, I would have tried my best to plan something up with my son. He didn't have to go into hiding this way. At this point, I wouldn't deny the fact that my son is more courageous and bold than I was when it comes to fighting for the things we want. Ordinarily, I know Fancy would rather die than agree to be with me for the sake of Ethan but at this point, I wonder if she would still feel the same way. This was because, earlier when I saw her crying over Nathan, I knew she loved him more than life itself. And honestly this made me feel less of myself. I thought that I didn't deserve to be called a father at all. Fancy's love for our son seems to supersede whatever affection I have for him. But then, I will not discredit myself by saying I do not care for my son much. Seeing him cry broke my heart. "What do you want to say?” Fancy asked impatiently but