The shopping was different this time. Damian didn't come with us, and Rai was not looking for something for himself. Rather, he was looking for something for me. Rai asked me to try on clothes, bags, pieces of jewelry, and everything else. As usual, I declined. I didn’t want him to spend so much money on me. “Rai.. You know I don’t want you to waste your money on me. It’s your hard-earned money. And you know I don’t like it when you buy me things. I don’t feel good about it,” I, at last, told him as we waited for our lunch. “Princess.. Me spending money on you will never be a waste. How can you think it’ll be a waste? You are my girlfriend. I want to make you happy,” he replied. “I don’t know, Rai. I feel like I don’t deserve it. I never feel good whenever guys buy me things,” I told him again, wanting him to understand. “I’m not some guy, Princess. I’m your prince charming. I love you. I don’t have anyone else to spend my money on. I want to give you as many pretty things as I c
That night, as we lay down on the bed, I realized that I had never apologized to Rai. I had to apologize for everything that happened between Damian and me. I wanted him to know how sorry I was, even though my apology was a bit late than it should’ve been. I should’ve apologized to him after he saw me with Damian, but there were just too many things happening after that, and I was still unsure how I felt about them. But now, as I had made up my mind, I needed to apologize to him. “Rai..” I started saying. “Yes, Princess?” He asked as he caressed my hair. “Rai.. I’m so sorry. I know that I should’ve said this sooner. I’m so sorry for everything that happened between Damian and me. I’m sorry that I thought I was in love with him. I love you, Rai. I love you.. Way more than I love Damian. Please forgive me. I don’t think I can live if you don’t forgive me. So please, Rai, forgive me. I promise it won’t happen again. Please believe me, Rai,” I pleaded to him, not able to look him in th
The rest of the week went by with no incidents. Rai didn't let me go whatever we did. We became romantic again, even way more romantic than before he went back to the US. Damian sometimes looked at us with jealousy, but he quickly looked away in case Rai noticed. But when Rai wasn't looking, he looked at me longingly. Other than that, the relationships between the three of us were exactly the same as usual. The first incident occurred one night while we were having dinner. Damian was joking around with me, while Rai was quiet, quieter than the usual Rai. He didn't even really eat his dinner; he was just moving it around. I noticed and asked, “Rai, are you okay? You haven't touched your dinner yet.” Rai looked at me, smiled, and said he didn’t feel like eating. That was when blood came out of his nose, a lot of it. “Rai, you have a nosebleed!” I was frantic, going to his
For the next few days, everything was normal. Rai was himself, though he never let me go no matter what. And Damian was Damian, joking around and smirking. Seemed like he had buried his feelings for me too. I knew my feelings for Damian would fade away with time, at least I hoped so. I noticed that Rai seldom ate his food, which worried me. “Damian, is Rai really alright? He seldom eats. He looks pale and is skinnier now. Should I be worried?” I asked Damian with worried. “He’s just tired, Baby girl. You know that he’s busy right? Always talking on the phone. I guess it stresses him out.” Damian pulled me close and kissed my forehead. Being in Damian’s arms really was comforting, especially when I was worried about Rai. I just sighed and tried to believe that nothing was wrong with Rai. *** We were having our lunch when Nat showed up with a huge p
What did I just say? I just told him that I love him too! What have I done? How could I say those words? And why did he say those words out of a sudden? He had never declared his feelings for me anymore, so why? “I know, Baby girl.” Damian smiled softly at me before straightening up to grab the picture. “This is quite big, isn’t it?” He grinned at Nat. I looked at Nat while still clasping my own mouth with my hands, horrified at myself. I didn’t want Nat to know that I was in love with Damian too. Even though she told me that it was okay to love them both at the same time, it was still unacceptable. Nat just grinned at me and went to Damian. They discussed where to hang the photo while I sat there feeling guilty. I had promised Rai and myself not to hurt Rai anymore, yet those words just came out of my mouth so naturally that they scared me. I had promised not to act on my feelings! Why could
We spent the next few days happily, normal. Rai was able to join us more, though he was still sleeping a lot. Rai kept hugging me, and Damian sometimes told me he loved me when he thought Rai was not looking. I couldn’t say I loved him too, as I didn’t want to hurt Rai anymore. Damian seemed to understand as he never asked me about my feelings. One day, as we were watching tv, me in-between Rai and Damian, Rai asked me if I wanted to live someplace else, not Indonesia. Of course I said yes. I wanted to live in Melbourne. “Why Melbourne, Princess? Why not Paris or any other place?” he asked curiously. “Hmmm.. You know I spent a few years in Melbourne, right?” I asked both Rai and Damian. Both of them nodded. “I just love the city. It is slow-paced, the people are friendly, and I love it during springtime; not too cold for me.
“Arghh!!!” One night I woke up to the sound of Rai screaming. I woke up and turned on the night lamp so fast, so I could see what was wrong with him. “Rai, Rai.. Wake up.. You are having a nightmare." I touched his body, shaking it gently so he would wake up. “Arghh!!!" He screamed again. “Rai, please wake up. I’m here, Rai. You are having a bad dream.” I shook his body again. Instead of waking up, he hugged his own body and whimpered. He kept whimpering, and I became frantic. He looked like he was in pain, physical pain. “Rai.. Rai.. What’s wrong? Please tell me what’s wrong.” I kept shaking his body, but he still didn’t open his eyes. “Rai, I’m here.. Please tell me what’s wrong. Don’t make me scared. Please...” By now, I was crying. I didn’t know what to do. To see him like this scared me. He looked like his body was in s
One night while we were home, watching tv with Damian, just two days before Rai needed to go to Bali, Damian asked a kind of, not bizarre, but a bit unusual question. “Kat, Baby girl, do you like children?” Damian asked me. “Of course. I love children, without a doubt. I like being close to children. So, of course, I want to have my own. I’m one of those women who actually want to know how it feels to be pregnant, to carry a life inside me. I even want to have natural birth rather than Cesarean birth,” I told him, smiling softly. “Natural birth? It’s excruciating, isn’t it?” He asked me again. “So they said. But I want to experience the whole process, including all the pain. Most women I know will opt for Cesarean, but I don’t. If I can, though. My body is small, so I don’t know if the doctor will allow it.” I smiled again. It was true. Most Chinese-Indonesians would ra
So dear readers,It’s true when I told Damian that this story is not about Rai and me, and me and Damian. This story is about me and Damian, from the moment we knew each other through texts, up to our happy ending.Of course, I was very blessed to know and fall in love with Rai. He is still my greatest love and my worse heartbreak. He was gentle and had never hurt me, well, except maybe when he was jealous of Frank and when he saw Damian and me together. He was the perfect boyfriend and forever will be my greatest love.Damian is the love of my life. He gave me strength, and he made me strong. So what do all my lovely readers think? Do I deserve to be with Damian after everything we’ve been through? Or am I too weak for him? I’d like to think I deserve to be with him since I love him so much. But what do you think?And I have just begun to read his POV. It seems interesting. Let me show you a bit of it. It starts off with him canceling his engagement with Clarissa.•••“Uncle, Aunt
Damian and I were lounging on our bed as per usual before we went to sleep. He was reading on his tablet while I was browsing through the internet.I heard his heavy sigh, saw him put his tablet on the bedside table, and he suddenly pulled me toward him abruptly, holding me tight in his arms.“What happened?” I asked him. It felt like he was afraid of losing me, that I would leave him.“I just finished reading your journal,” he mumbled against the top of my head.Ohhh.. That’s why.I pulled back from his tight embrace so I could see his expression.“Why are you sad?” I asked him.“I was such a dick to you, wasn't I?” he asked with a self-deprecating smile on his face.“You were.” I nodded and pretended to agree with him. “And still are sometimes.” I laughed.“But you are my dick,” I added with a teasing smile. I saw his self-deprecating smile turn into a smile of amusement.“I can't believe I put you through so many troubles.” He pulled me back into his embrace and sighed.“It’s all
I walked into our bedroom and saw Damian walking out of the bathroom with only a towel wrapped lowly around his hips, looking as sexy as ever.I had just finished putting on little Luna to sleep and was tired. I quickly went to the bathroom to take a shower, exiting with only a tiny towel covering my petite body.“Baby girl, come here,” I heard Damian’s voice and turned to look at him.I had to swallow hard, looking at the vision in front of me. My handsome and sexy husband was sitting at the edge of the bed, butt-naked, and he was stroking his huge cock that had hardened. I swore I began to get wet just by looking at him being so hot.I went stand in front of him, and he yanked my towel away from my body, leaving me as naked as him.He pulled me forcefully to him, and I sat on his lap, straddling him. He kissed me long and hard without warning, leaving me panting when he withdrew.“You’ve been taking care of the kids. Now it's time for you to take care of your husband,” he husked ou
“You are home, Baby girl,” Damian said as he glanced at me. It had been three months since our wedding reception, and I was quite busy most days. I had to manage the Castilles Hotel, my clothing business, and also the sanatorium I had built with Damian to help people who needed free psychological consultations.I had that idea when I had been kidnapped and found Luna, the girl who had accompanied me, had died. At first, I wanted to build an orphanage for abandoned children, but as there were too many of them, Damian suggested we build a sanatorium instead to help those who had traumas like us. With helps from his friends and connections, we now had more than twenty psychologists and psychiatrists to help us.Today was a tiring day after visiting the sanatorium. The patients always loved to talk to me, and I gladly accompanied them until it was time for me to return home to my family.When I reached home today, I found Damian in the nursery holding our little girl, as he always did.“
I was standing in front of the massive double door, waiting for it to be opened. Today was our second wedding reception.Yesterday was our first; the guests were families and close friends. Damian didn't follow the conventional wedding reception where we walked together down the hall toward the stage. Instead, we all stood on the stage with mist covering us from the guests. When the fog disappeared, I was surprised. The ballroom was turned into what looked like a huge ice kingdom. I should’ve known from the color of my gown and his suit - silver and white. My gown was of A-line shape yesterday, and I had a high crown on my head. I felt like a queen of the ice kingdom. The ladies of our main families wore lighter shades of silver, including Rai’s mom, Cecilia, my mom, my sister-in-law, and even little Luna. The men wore suits in the same lighter shades of silver too. We stood on the stage with Damian holding little Luna in his arms while I held little Rai’s hand.My mom, Rai’s parents
It had been there months after our wedding, and we were having breakfast together. Little Rai was still asleep, and we didn't wake him up since it was the weekend.I was sipping my tea, and Damian was sipping his coffee. Life after marriage was blissful. We had no more fights, and every day was filled with happiness, love, and laughter.“Damian, I have a gift for you,” I told him as I placed my teacup on the table.“Is it inside the box on your lap?” he asked with a smile.I had brought the surprise for him and placed it on my lap throughout our breakfast. Now that we had finished eating, it was time for me to give it to him.I picked up the box and slid it across the table to him.He opened it and looked confused as he picked up the long and thin thing inside the box. “Positive..” he murmured. I kept quiet and had to stop myself from smiling or laughing.His head suddenly snapped up, and he looked at me. “Positive?” His confused looked turned into bewilderment.“Yes.” I couldn't hid
“Pu-Punish me?” He stuttered.I smiled with feminine pride as I saw him close his eyes, grit his teeth, and breathe heavily. Only I could make him feel this way.I lay down on his side, aligning my body with his, with one arm and leg across his taut body, my finger playing with his nipple.“Tell me what you want, Damian.” I breathed into his ear.“My tongue?” I asked him as I licked his ear.“My mouth?” I asked him again as I sucked his neck.“Or my.. tight little cunt?” I ground my wet pussy against the side of his body.“Baby girl.. Please,” he begged me.I loomed over him, teasing him, placing my lips just inches away from his.“Choose your poison, Damian.” I grazed his lips lightly with mine and licked his bottom lip.“Your tight greedy cunt! Please, baby girl. Please.” He said as he began to tug his hands to free them from my made-up chain.I chuckled again. As can be expected from my sex god.“Are you sure, Damian? Are you sure you want me to punish you with my cunt?” I asked as
Our Holy Matrimony was held two weeks later in Bali, at the place where Damian ‘proposed’ to me when we acted for my campaign. It was set to end during sunset.The decoration was simple and minimalistic, with glass lanterns filled with candles and pampas grasses creating the path down the aisle. The chairs were wooden with white pillows. There were rattan lanterns hanging above us. At the end of the aisle, there was a circle wedding arch decorated in the same pampas grasses. Everything had a rustic feeling about it.There weren't many guests in attendance. Only my parents, sister, brother, sis-in-law, and nephew were present from my side. Cecilia and Damian’s stepdad were the only ones present from his side. Other than them, Max, Marco, Nick, and Jack were also present.I was wearing a dress I had specially designed. It was a short dress just above my knees with a small sleeve and V-neck made from lace cotton. I waited with batted breath at the back while Damian, who was wearing a wh
When I woke up, I knew it was nighttime. Damian was nowhere to be seen; he must be downstairs. I quickly wore his shirt and took a small black box containing the black diamond ring I had pretended to throw last time and a necklace with a black diamond pendant for little Rai. He always wanted to wear similar things as Damian, but since a diamond ring is too risky for a little boy, I opted for a pendant instead. I took both the ring and the necklace out of the box and held them in my hand.When I went out of the bedroom, I heard the sound of the piano and little Rai and Damian’s laughter.I went to the staircase and realized that all the lights had been dimmed. As I walked down and to where the piano was situated, I was surprised to see so many red rose petals scattered on the floor and so many candles of all sizes being lit up.Damian and little Rai were playing the piano, wearing black suits with white shirts underneath. “Umm.. Is there a special occasion?” I asked them and tried to r