FAESo we married.After the marriage, I reflected on myself.I searched for those uneasy doubts I felt about my impulsive decision—because it was. I knew it. I tried to find any feeling of disappointment or dismay for what I had done. But whenever I looked at Jigo, those feelings disappeared. They were replaced with wonder. Because I still couldn’t understand how a man known to be commitment-phobic and someone I could never imagine would ever pay attention to me convinced me to marry him so quickly.We had become lovers for just barely a month. Definitely carried away by our feelings.I thought we were supposedly a bit smarter than anyone I knew.Unfortunately, time would tell.We had gone over expectations and rules a day after I agreed to marry him, to be written in a contract we both would sign. I video-recorded it, too. Yes… he’d indulged my lawyer-side. Quite relaxed, even, because he already got what he wanted. He knew I wouldn’t back out.I didn’t think he would let me, anyway
FAE"But I wore this for you," I complained."I know. And those are mine," he said about my cleavage. "That's why I don't want anyone else to see and imagine you—just change, please, babe? Please?"Unfair.But I changed into another. It was our first date, but not the first time I'd experienced his possessiveness. At the resort, when we swam at the beach, he covered me with a towel when he saw male tourists watching us. He made me wear shorts and his t-shirt when I wanted to stay further to swim more. His actions were possessive, but I didn't mind it then. I chose to not mind it now, too.Just for tonight.I changed into a sleeveless maroon bodycon dress with a square neckline and a gold chain belt accessory, black peep-toe slingback high heels on my feet. Only a little cleavage showed, and the hem was just above mid-thigh, but there was a high slit so I wore black boy shorts underneath. He groaned that the skirt would get shorter when I sat down, but he allowed the outfit. Before we
FAE“This is gonna be good for you,” Pam said next to me, her forefinger dancing in the air with expressive gestures. “Go get him, girl!”Joana and Kacey nodded, wide smiles splitting their faces.“What’s important is you don’t look miserable anymore, and you’re distracting yourself,” Joana added.‘Go get him?’ Gotten already. ‘Distracting?’ We’re married.But of course, I didn’t say those. I felt guilty, but I have to pace this one day at a time not just for them but for me, too.“So, does he have any clones?” Kacey asked. “I’ll move on with you, friend.”The four of us giggled like idiots.“Have you really moved on? That fast?” Joana insisted. Clearly, even though she wanted me to be happy, she was struggling to keep up with the speed of events.I smiled and looked for Jigo again, seeing him returning with the tray of drinks.“No, it’s him. It’s all because of him. If he hadn’t come along, I probably wouldn’t even be leaving the house right now. I definitely wouldn’t have thought I
JIGO“I can’t believe you confessed your feelings inside an office in a nightclub,” I teased her as I continued to kiss her wherever my lips would land. At this moment, I knew I could say anything and she would just give me that lazy, tinkling giggle that’s just so damn sexy. And I would do anything to always hear that.I’d transferred her to the couch. We promised ourselves a minute more after I’d cleaned her up with tissues in my office’s bathroom and she’d checked her make up and our clothes. She just let her hair down and mused. It’s been like that since the dance floor. Happy eyes met mine and I felt a surge of emotions in my heart. I took a deep breath.My love… I’ve married my love and now. She loves me back. I couldn’t almost believe my eyes. A glitter distracted me and it was the rings with a diamond pendant peeking at the neckline of her bodycon. I pulled it out. her wedding ring and engagement ring. I have mine in a chain inside my shirt. I lowered my head to kiss the ring
FAEThe next day, Jigo brought me to his—no, our—house for the first time. Previously, I had only been to his penthouse suite in Manila, but we usually stayed at my condo. The penthouse, located in the heart of BGC, always seemed bustling with people, whereas my place, on the outskirts, offered more privacy.His residential property was a gated one-hectare estate in Quezon City. The manor-style house stood at the back of the expansive grounds, a two-story building with a left wing. The gardens were lush with various plants, but my favorite spot was the man-made koi pond. It was surrounded by different tropical plants, banana trees, and palm trees, with river stones and limestones forming the border. Wide, rough-cut marble slabs created steps down to the clear water where I could play.When I asked how the water stayed so clear, he explained there was a nearby solar-powered filter system, making the pond and gardens self-sufficient. Even during power outages, the irrigation continued, a
FAE"Lola Leah gave me a watch on my twelfth birthday. Did you know?"Jigo’s eyes widened. "What are you talking about?""She gifted me a wristwatch on my twelfth birthday," I repeated. "I'll show it to you when we get home. It was such an expensive watch that I almost returned it. It wasn’t until two years later that I found out how much it cost. I told Daddy, but he said Lola Leah wouldn’t make a mistake in giving a gift. It was meant for me, and if I returned it, she might get upset. Then, at my Sweet Sixteen Party, she saw me wearing her gift and I remember she was so happy! She said the watch suited me perfectly, then later sent me a bracelet to accessorize it. I was so relieved that the gift was really mine. Then..."I touched my cheeks because they were getting even warmer."During the cotillion at my eighteenth birthday party, I found out that you were going to be my dance partner. I assumed it was because you were the best dancer among the boys, but a part of me worried that
FAE"Yes? Say that again?"I rolled my eyes. "You know it. I’m crazy about you, too. I love you, too. I love you." Then I laughed when he climbed onto the table after pushing me to the center. He kissed me, and I ended up lying down when his weight pressed on me, though he raised himself so it wouldn’t be too much, and his hand pillowed the back of my head against the wood.He kissed me for a long time, tenderly, slowly… and I felt his emotions in his kiss, the strong beating of his heart against my chest, the trembling of his body as he slowly and lazily dry-humped me between my thighs, his hands caressing my cheek. It was all there in his eyes when he lifted his face to smile tenderly at me."I love you, too," he said. "I still can’t believe you beat telling me first.""It’s fine… you beat loving me first.” I caressed his cheek. “Also, thank you. For coming home for me. Thank you for being there when I needed a rebound. Thank you for always being there for me even after that to mak
FAE“That’s just… god, what was that?” he asked, laughing softly in his hoarse voice, his arms possessively around me after we had shifted into a more comfortable position a few moments later. “Are you okay? I think I lost my self a little bit in there.”“I love it…” I huffed, panting. “Once or twice of the week we make love like this for the rest of our lives. Can we do that?”He was laughing again as he kissed my cheek, then teasingly nipped my ear, then the curve of my shoulder. We were both sweaty and messy but it was just perfect.“I love you,” I just said. “I love everything that you do to me. I love this. I love you.”He took a deep breath. I heard a gulp, then he backed off so I could roll over to my back on the bed. He got back to his place in the middle of my thighs, his handsome face showing such a possessive, satisfied smirk that I laughed. Then I possessively clamped my thighs to keep him in place.His eyes were locked on mine as he tenderly brushed away the strands of ha
JIGOFae looked like she was about to bolt, but she stayed put. I had to look at her first before I opened the doors. I saw her square her jaw before she nodded. I reached for the brass door handles to the knobs and turned them.Music blasted us from the inside. And… well, giggling bunnies greeted us in the foyer in blood-red lipstick shades and sexy bunny suits.“Hi!” Joana. “Come in!”“Hello, gorgeous couple!” That’s Pam.“Welcome to the House of Love where your wet dreams await to be realized!” And that’s Kacey, delivering an obviously scripted spiel that sounded painful to the ears. Another giggling fit followed as Fae recovered from her nervousness quickly to tease her friends about their outfits. They were all flushed as they cackled there like witches.Before I knew it, we were ushered in. Fae stared slack-jawed in the hall when we got there. I shook my head but I couldn’t control the grin that split my face.The idiots designed the hall like a Las Vegas strip club. But it wasn
JIGOThe wedding day was fast approaching and the grandmothers were in full-blown acting mode about panicking when I knew all along they were pinnacles of ice hearts inside those wrinkly, talc-perfumed bodies. Of course, it was to make sure everyone around them panicked the way they did. That’s how I knew this wedding would be perfect.Fae humored them, too, but her eyes had become honed. After being exposed to administering a transition house of about thirty homeless or orphaned female teenagers by now (after a month-and-a-half after Vivian walked in to the first dormitory building) and in active negotiation of buying a second building, she could see how organized the lolas (grandmothers) were and that everything was running smoothly and on schedule.A public wedding was pretty much a moot point, really, as anyone who would care to notice would know in multiplying sources that I had been married to my wife for months now. In fact, a month
FAEBefore she walked through the entrance to the lobby of the dormitory, I knew who she was. No, Carl hadn’t let me see a picture. It’s just that her face might be different, but the way she stood, the hunch of her shoulders before she remembered keeping them squared, the tilt of her head, the way her hair fell on her shoulders. She kept her long hair. Her elbows had a shape that wasn’t the same as the others, tilting a little bit in the corners. Her butt and waist were also shaped like Sarah’s butt and waist. She’d lived with me for two years. In all that time, I learned to love her like a sister. If she removed her shoes, I could tell if the toes were hers or not. But I saw enough to know that this five-foot-six-inched woman who walked through the door holding a cane and who walked with a slight limp was Sarah.Now Vivian Arnaiz. Carl told us her new name.Her eyes roamed the lobby before they landed on mine. Then she
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 inju
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.I 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 discussing