FAEHow to get dazed with your eyes closed?If I opened my eyes, I knew I would still be captivated by the rotating fan on the ceiling atop the bed. Jigo melted like jelly on top of me, and we were messy, but again it was the greatest kind of messy. Our hearts continued to race against each other, our chests pressed tightly together, and I felt nothing but contented bliss and boundless wonder."Wow..." I finally managed to say after swallowing to moisten my dry throat. "Just... wow..."He lifted his head, grinning as he looked at me. "I know..." He raised his hand and gently caressed my cheek, momentarily controlling his excitement. I was too sensitive. "I debated for so long whether to come to you. I know you need to be alone... but I can't stay away for long." In a more intense tone, he confessed, "It may just be an excuse… Lola Leah sending me. If it weren't for that, I would find other reasons to come to you."I remained silent for a moment. Then he slid beside me, stood up and he
FAE"What is it?" he asked, sounding curious but with a smile on his face."Jigo, you're not the only one who's a first… you know… intimate someone for me.” I went ahead of that, awkward for the lack of term for what to call him. “You're also my first kiss!"He blinked, looking at me. "What...?"I laughed at his bewildered expression. "You're my first kiss. I realized I haven't ever kissed any man on the lips. Well, I wished to have kissed... never mind. But you're the first of… everything. So far. Wow!"He gazed at me for a moment, then took a deep breath. "Thank god you never kissed him. Or you wouldn't be with me right now because he would surely want more of this." He tried to kiss me again, but I pushed him away gently, placing my hand on his chest."Just to set the record straight, I'm not implying that because you're my first in everything, I'm looking for a commitment, okay?""No, it didn't even enter my mind," he said, innocently shaking his head while pulling me closer by th
FAEThe next day, I woke up to a new ceiling, which would have a new fan to be installed until later in the day. I took a deep breath and surveyed my surroundings. The noise was different here, but so was the silence in the unit. It was a different day, a different place, and the scent of Jigo on my pillows... And I was newly minted. Brand new.In that moment, I felt a flutter in my chest, a mix of sadness and joy. I could bid farewell to the sadness now. I got out of bed to start my new day.I had my breakfast outside. I couldn't forget Jigo's instructions before he left last night and the chat message that woke me up. He told me to eat on time. I craved pancakes from the Pancake House so I quickly showered and on denim shorts, cotton t-shirt and running shoes drove and ate there. And I ate well.I went to the mall again to buy the basic items for redecorating. I even bought small, blank and framed canvases and acrylic paint tubes to create small paintings for my new condo. I bought
FAEI had three close friends who had no connection to Carl or his circle.Joanna had been my best friend since high school, and we attended the same university. I met Kacey during college. Pam, on the other hand, I encountered at a party after we had both ditched our blind dates and ended up chatting at a bar until the early hours.It turned out that Pam and I were studying at the same university, although in different colleges. After I introduced Kacey to Joanna and Pam, they immediately hit it off. Joanna worked as an accountant, Kacey was a businesswoman, and Pam was a doctor. We were all in our mid-twenties. And single ladies.It was hard to say how significant this was, as my friends were not only beautiful and intelligent but also had successful careers. Kacey and Pam loved going out, so they often joined Joanna. Carl was my excuse for being single, obviously. The three of them regularly went on dates, but there would always be something that didn't click. They wanted to find b
FAEI made sure that there were no visitors in my condo the next day—just in case Jigo thought of coming by and ended up having to do the 'wrong door' trick again. I positioned myself in the living room so I could hear the doorbell if it rang. I couldn't shake off my restlessness, and I knew it wouldn't go away until I saw him again.But not a single soul wandered to my door all morning.In the afternoon, I spent my time filling my small canvases with acrylic paint to distract myself. It helped, as I enjoyed painting, as long as they were just small projects to fill up a day or two while I thought about what to do next with my life. By the evening, I had three good specimens drying on the easel, and I felt so proud of myself.That evening, I found myself in front of the TV, binge-watching the final season of my favorite show 'Suits' because I was tired but couldn't fall asleep.Then I was jolted awake by the sound of the doorbell. I dozed off on the couch without realizing it.I glanc
FAE I lazily moved. Multiple orgasms before Jigo finally reached his peak, even after he’d warned me it was going to be quick. A bunch of bullshit. He had the stamina of a carabao.He laughed while I pouted and told him that. He showered me with kisses and hugs. He tickled me and nibbled on me. We weren't talking about anything serious. Not talking at all. Not much. But he kept touching me and kissing me as if he was trying to make up for the days we missed this, and I let him, not caring that the morning was slipping away. It was more than enough, but I wanted all he could give me. I wanted him."Jigo, your phone is vibrating again," I eventually told him. The gadget was resting on the nightstand and had buzzed a few times.He sighed, burying his face in the crook of my neck and shoulder while holding me tightly against his body. If I could only shout it down to people passing on the road down my window how good this felt.I know, I know. I’m shutting up already.After a few moments
FAE"Okay, okay..." I said, dumbfounded by his words."What is? It’s okay with you? You agree?""I agree. If you really want to try, when do we start?" I asked, exhilarated at how easy it was right now to succumb to him. She didn’t care later. And not caring felt good, too. Right, somehow. His face brightened. He even smiled a bit, looking relieved. "Date me?" he asked, his eyes fixed on my lips.I licked my lips. "You really want to date?""We’re already sleeping together. It’s only right, isn’t it?"I shook my head. "I don’t know. I don’t know how men think. You’ve hooked up but didn’t like them. We’ve also hooked up but suddenly you want to be exclusive. So I don’t know what we’re doing.""Fae… I don’t give a fuck how other men think. The only thing I care about now is you only think about what I think from now on."I gasped. "So demanding." Then I laughed when he pounced on me and pinned me to the bed. "Jigo!""I don’t know why I seem so stupid right now. I seem to be talking too
FAEI stared at him in surprise. Okay, that was fast. That’s… good.“What will you tell your grandma?” I didn’t want to talk to his grandma about this. I might find myself saying yes because she could be that sweetly persuasive, and I really couldn’t say ‘no’ to her. That old lady had a steel backbone and liquid fire in her blood. Whenever I was with her, it was like facing a queen. Even if she smelled like expensive baby powder.I suddenly realized where her grandson had gotten his steel charm from. Ugh!“I don’t know yet. I’ll think of something,” he was saying. “As long as you continue to see me even if the family I belong to used to be connected to your father’s old crowd and, well… I guess I remind you of Carl, too.” He didn’t like that. I saw a muscle ticking in his jaw.“It’s not like that. I still want to see them. I will go to birthday parties and whatever event they will invite me to. They’re family. But in my professional life, I want to find my place on my own.”“Because y
FAE “You’ve gone very quiet,” he said after a moment, his tone asking me something else—did he get me upset? Was I angry at him? “Have I gone too far?” This time, his voice sounded more than worried. He sounded scared.I raised my eyes to him again. “I want to know why.”“Why I want something like that? I have been trying to understand myself since I started feeling it. It was different when we were young… in college… dreaming about having you even if I had to share you with him. I thought that was how it was going to be if I had a chance for your attention. That if Carl didn’t really care about you, I could try and woo you and have you even if I knew you wanted him. I could live with that.”“Wha-aa-t?!” I was so surprised by this confession that I raised myself from the bed and sat there and stared down at his guilty face. I couldn’t believe what I just heard.He nodded. “I had wanted you so much I could stand just being the second choice.”“Oh baby, baby—are you crazy?! You ca
FAEHe pulled me to him and there was one of those mind-numbing kisses again. I was quivering after he’d released my lips. He moved with me near the window ledge, and it had just enough edge for me to be able to lean on to as he placed me where he wanted me. With his eyes on mine, he lowered himself on his knees between my open thighs and slowly slid the hem of my dress upward my thighs until my apex was exposed, still covered in sexily cut cotton panties, but with a spot already dewy with my arousal.I had to look just casually sitting there from whoever could see outside while my husband slid that cloth to the side so he could tongue my quivering pussy. And if I wasn’t of stronger stuff, I would have melted right there on the ledge to the floor. But the game was up, and my back was erect and my head was tilted to the side a little, as if I was conversing with someone, while my thighs twitched at every damn flick and slide of that wonderful, flexible tongue. I couldn’t help my moan w
SARAHI could hear his voice. For days now, I have been able to hear him talking to me. I couldn’t open my eyes. They had something covering them. I couldn’t speak but for a few moans. I thought I lost some of my teeth when Vega beat me up. My face didn’t feel like my face. I tried to raise my hand to touch it, but it was on a cast… I wasn’t sure but they told me later. There was a kind nurse who told me what she thought I should know about my injuries. She called Carl my husband. She told me he stayed by my bedside at all hours and when he would leave, it was only for a very short time. She told me I was lucky to have a husband like him.She didn’t know the full story and that we were getting our marriage annulled, but what the hell. It hurt too much to try to speak. It hurt worse to think. A good thing I was always asleep. It weakened me so much to plan.Sometimes I would also hear Fae’s voice. She told me she was staying in the same private hospital and that she had her leg injured
SARAH The door opened with a crash and the next thing I knew, someone had hauled me off the day bed with a hand clutching my throat.“Akh!” I tried to pry the hand off, but he wouldn’t let me. It was Vega. I could smell him before I could see his face. And his hand on my throat wasn’t anything new.Except this time, I thought he would actually kill me. His face was blotched with red patches of rage.“What did you do? What did you do, you bitch!”Thankfully, he threw me on the bed after that because I could breathe. I wasn’t dead yet. He’d found out. But I knew he would. I was ready.“What do you mean?” I turned to him with tears in my eyes. Having your throat on a vise grip could do that. “I didn’t do anything!”“You were with that husband of yours! He’s been coming to our sauna and you’ve been entertaining him and fucking him without telling me!” He was fuming with anger, his voice like a thunderclap inside the room.“Carl?” I scoffed. “I have been playing with him… been playi
FAEThey’re trying to break the windows. I could see Klyd starting to move where he fell unconscious after our vehicle was upturned from the crash. It was his body that protected me but his head hit something and he lost consciousness after that. Ben was still crouch over me, as bloody as he was, trying to protect me. His phone was still on and I knew Jigo was still on the line, listening as I was hoping others moved on his end quickly to help us get out of here alive—or me from getting kidnapped.I heard Ben say the men outside were after me. They were going to take me. I could see Mang Chito’s head as he swung from the seatbelt that still strapped him to the chair. I thought he was dead. His neck… I closed my eyes tightly and clenched my jaws to fight off vomiting. I must think. I must calm down and think. I couldn’t die here or have the other two men die because of me. I couldn’t even get past thinking what would happen if those men outside were able to kidnap me. I would rather di
FAEWe’ve fucked twice and he’s insatiable. We hadn’t even left the office and noone had disturbed us since we came here. I was too happy to worry about the embarrassment I would feel once we went outside, and I could see the faces of the guys and the employees here. I got my husband back. And it wasn’t just our honest fuck life, but his worries and fears.In the last hour, he told me everything he was holding back about the problem with the clubs. He also confessed the plans he and his lawyers plus the investigators came up with to eliminate the problem once and for all in the coming months—by setting up a trap for this druglord, dismantling his organization, and either putting him in jail or eliminating him forever in a legitimate operation.She listened and did not feel any judgment at all about everything he’d confessed. Years of listening, deliberate or not, in the background as her father conferred and negotiated for his clients and listening to what wasn’t being said by discuss
FAEFrom his sprawling position, he got up with the fluidity of a cat. I had to remind myself he was already my husband, already mine, after the lethality of that grace had my body reacting possessive. Any other day a year ago, when I had nothing to do with him except be his bestfriend’s foster sister, and I would have wanted him for myself after seeing that—definitely what other women on that platform were feeling now. Covet was a sin. Even now, if I happened to be somebody else’s wife, I would have reacted the same to him. Thank the fucking heavens for aggressively assertive males who get you wedded and tied in their beds before you realize you had married the most desirable man on earth. Jigo was my champion.No one stopped us. I didn’t want to care at this point whether they knew, and the look on Carl’s face was a mess I didn’t even want to contemplate. I walked ahead and got down the short steps knowing Jigo was following me, his eyes on my back like a hawk’s. He reached my side,
FAE It’s already ten in the evening and he hadn’t come home yet. My husband called to let me know he would be going to one of the clubs, Incubus III, to work on the latest books and inform their people they would have a sabbatical for three months when the arson investigation and legal proceedings would be happening. He had already informed Incubus I and II about the development and Incubus I would be closing its doors temporarily at the beginning of next week, with Incubus II the week later. Incubus III would operate until the end of the month.I didn’t even want to parse through my emotions about this.Normally, this hour would be early. But it wasn’t for Jigo. He would leave the club at 8:30 to come home to me, calling me to see if he was going to be a little late. But he hadn’t called, and it had been a tensed two days. Our situation had become worse and worse because he wouldn’t talk to me, and I couldn’t take it anymore. I wouldn’t let him start being absent from me in this mar
CARLI didn’t see the difference the first time. I knew there was an existing problem. He was already worried about the arson that happened in one of the nightclubs. He already decided to close the establishments temporarily because concern about security and anticipating another attack had been consuming his people and he thought there was no price that was enough for peace of mind. Jigo’s mind was now going through details about where to transfer his employees for the mean time while he consulted us about putting up a new business. But it took almost an hour before I realized his distracted air wasn’t about his workers but about something else. The guys that were physically present—Joel, Ivan and Cleo—started to notice, too, and had exchanged meaningful looks with each other. And I thought, if there was anything that could trouble our friend like this other than the business and his employees, it was family. So it was either Lola Leah, or it’s about his wife.My back straightened at