We reached home just as dinner was served. We were famished from our walk on the beach, so we ate straight away with Damian. Rai was still the same Rai that was at the beach; open, laughing a lot, talking a lot. I could see that even Damian was amused by this Rai.
After dinner, Rai asked me to come with him to the bedroom.
“Enjoy, guys,” Damian smirked as he left the house.
I raised my eyebrow in question but followed Rai.
Rai stopped in front of the bedroom door and opened it for me.
I walked in, and I was awestruck. The room was decorated in such a romantic setting. There were rose petals thrown around the floor and on the bed. Candles of all sorts were placed on every surface of every table, giving a very romantic vibe. Rai entered the room, closed the door behind him, and turned on the music.
“Surprise, Princess?” He asked as he hugged me from
The next day was the day Rai needed to go to Bali. We were standing on the front porch, readying to say our goodbyes. “Rai, we will keep in touch like when you were in the US, right?” I asked. “I’ll try, Princess. Though I might be very busy, I’ll always chat you up when I have time,” he said, convincing me. “Okay, then. Come back soon, Rai. I need you here with me.” I hugged him tightly, not wanting to let him go. “Princess, I love you.. With all my heart.. With all my life.. More than life itself.. I’m so glad that I found you. Remember, Princess.. I love you till my last dying breath, till the day I die..” And with that, he kissed me deeply and hugged me so tightly like never before. “Ready to go, Rai?” Damian asked. “One moment,” Rai said as he hugged me again like there was no tomorrow. “Till we meet again, Princess.. A
More than one month had passed since Rai went to Bali. I received lesser and lesser texts from him, though he kept sending ‘I love you’ every day. He sent me two voice notes, one singing the song he sang to me on our last night together, ‘The Greatest Story Ever Told’ by Oliver James. Another one was also of him singing the song ‘I Do’ by 98 Degrees, the song that he sang on the piano, and a text saying that those two songs represented his feelings for me. He really had a great voice. I kept playing the voice notes repeatedly every day, just to hear his voice. One day, around two months after Rai left, I got another voice note from him. “Princess.. Always remember that I love you, and nothing in this world can change that. There are no words to describe how much I love you, Princess. I am so glad that you came into my life. You’ve shown me that love can be so beautiful, and I thank you for lo
Then came that dreadful day - the day when my greatest love turned into my worst heartbreak. It was around a month after Rai’s last texts. “Ring ring”.. “Ring ring”.. I woke up to the sound of my phone ringing. I looked at my alarm clock and saw it was only 4.30 am. Who would have called this early in the morning? I thought. Looking at my caller ID, it was Damian. I picked it up, still groggy from my sleep. “Damian, is there something wrong? Where are you? Are you not home? You do realize that it’s only 4.30 am, right?” I yawned. “Kat, Baby girl. Wake up. You need to come to the hospital as soon as possible.” He said hurriedly. I could hear that he was distraught. I bolted up so fast on the bed, not feeling sleepy anymore. “Damian, are you alright? Where are you?” I asked again as I started to panic. “I’m alright, Baby girl. Please be ready. I’ll pick you up soon.” With that, he hung up the phone. Oh my God, is there something wrong with Damian? That was my first thought a
I couldn't really remember what happened after that. It all seemed like a dream - hazy and blurry. All I knew was Rai was no more. No one to love me as much as he loved me. I remember weeping all the time. I never left his side. I remember watching them bathe him. Rai.. Why did you have to leave me so soon? I was in agony. I never thought I could feel this way - it was excruciating. My greatest love was gone, leaving me forever. Standing beside his coffin, I saw them clothed him in the Dior suit, with the white shirt, his top three buttons unbuttoned. He looked so peaceful, just like when he was sleeping. The peaceful face that I’ve seen hundreds of nights. The difference was now he looked so skinny and pale and wouldn't wake up anymore. “Rai.. I’m so sorry that I wasn't there for you.. I’m so sorry I didn't know..” I whispered, sobbing while reaching out my hand to hold his.
On the second day, nothing changed much. I stayed by Rai's side, leaving only to use the restroom. I didn't cry as much but cried I still. I managed to eat a few spoonsful, but Damian had to force-feed me. Nat tried to talk to me, but I still wouldn’t.. I couldn’t speak to anyone. More people came to the funeral home. They offered me their deepest condolences. After that, they will chat with the other guests. They laughed and all, just like nothing happened. It was just like a gathering of friends and families. How could they laugh when Rai is no more? I thought as I stroked his hair. The third day was when my heart was really broken into pieces that I thought I might not live again. I remember it was in the afternoon. I was feeling sick, so I went to the restroom to throw up. Damian was always with me, taking care of me, although he just kept qui
The funeral was held on the next day. It was simple. It was beautiful. I didn’t even cry anymore. I felt as though I have no more tears. I just felt numb, empty. When the funeral was done, I didn't say goodbye to Rai. I still couldn’t say goodbye. I didn't want to. So I left with Damian without saying anything. During the drive home - I still called Damian’s place ‘home’; Damian told me that Rai’s parents wanted to see me later. But we needed to make a quick stop home, take Rai’s stuff there, and give Rai’s things to his parents. When we arrived home, Damian needed to take a call, so I went to Rai’s room alone. Opening the door and stepping into the room brought back many memories. I didn't realize that tears started to stream down my face. I touched the bed where we spent every night sleeping together. I touched the desk where Rai first touched me. Nothing in the room had changed, except that Rai wouldn’t be
Reaching home, my legs subconsciously brought me to Rai’s room. There were still some of Rai’s shirts left as I asked Damian not to return all of Rai’s belongings to his parents. I changed into one of Rai’s shirts.. to feel him. I sat on the bed, leaning back against the headboard, and took out everything Rai had given me from the paper bag. I lined the boxes and opened them. They were the ring I wanted to buy and a beautiful rose in a dome. It brought tears to my eyes. Rai always bought me things that I loved. I took the letter out, wondering if I had the strength to read it yet, knowing that they were Rai’s last words to me. I looked at the letter in my hands for quite some time, and with my hands shaking, I opened it. It was quite a long letter; there were pages of them. I took a deep breath, and I began reading his letter. “Kat.. Katarina.. My Princess..
I took a few deep breaths.. And fixed my eyes on the letter as I continued reading them.. "Do you remember when I told you that I will prove my life to you till the day I die, Princess? I’m sorry I couldn’t keep my promise, but trust me that I have, Princess.. I have given you everything I can - my heart, body, and soul. I hope you can feel my love for you; Ilove you with my whole being. Princess.. You must be wondering why I bought a ring to wear on my ring finger. I noticed you looking at a ring - You know that I always noticed you, my princess. When you went to the restroom, I bought it for you, and I hope you'll wear it always.. I asked the SA to find me a rose gold band that matched yours, but there was none.. So I bought the closest that resembl
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