Erica caught up with Ansel as he arrived at the parking lot. Seeing Ansel about to get into the car, Erica quickly ran closer and firmly grabbed Ansel's hand, preventing him from stepping into the vehicle. Erica's action surprised Ansel. "Erica, what's wrong?" Ansel asked, his voice a little dry and his face heavy from his still anger. Erica took a deep breath, adjusting her breathing, before saying: “Ansel,” Erica said in a low voice, her eyes full of concern. "I think before you get in the car, you should calm down. It's all for your safety." Ansel realizes that Erica only wants the best for him. So Ansel tried to smile but couldn't hide the tension in his eyes. "I know I'm a bit tense," Ansel admitted, "but I think driving will help me forget those negative thoughts." Erica placed her hands on Ansel's shoulders, gently yet resolutely. "Ansel, I understand how you feel. But driving in an unstable state of mind can be dangerous for both you and others on the road. Sometimes, we
While the birthday party is lively and joyful, Ansel suddenly experiences some strange symptoms in his body. He feels tired and weak, but at the same time, he senses an unnatural surge within his body. Standing close to Ansel, Mrs. Hani observes his expressions and notices that the aphrodisiac has started to take effect. Mrs. Hani approaches, pretending to be concerned, and asks Ansel. "Ansel, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?" "I feel uncomfortable inside." Ansel replied, struggling to cope with the changes in his body. The stimulation from the aphrodisiac spread throughout Ansel's body, making him feel like fiery particles were spreading through every cell. His senses become heightened, sounds become clearer, and light becomes brighter. Ansel had never felt like this before. It wasn't due to alcohol intoxication; Ansel was sure of that. He rarely drinks to excess and always maintains that habit in moderation. "You must have had too much to drink. Hurry up and go rest
"Why?" Desi suddenly sobbed, drawing Ansel's attention. "Why do you hate me? What's wrong with me? I could even... We're dating; I'm your girlfriend. Why are you betraying me and abandoning me? Ansel, tell me why. Why are you treating me so cruelly?" Desi approached Ansel once again, completely undressed. Enough was enough. Ansel decided to end the game right there. With a decisive and forceful gesture, he pushed her hand away, causing Desi to fall to the floor. "Don't stay here crying, screaming, and playing the victim anymore. I warn you for the last time: don't repeat such foolish actions ever again. If you do, I will make your life a living hell." Not noticing Desi sitting on the floor crying, Ansel immediately walked out of the room. However, his intentions stopped for a moment when he realized that the door to the room was locked from the inside. "Desi, where is the key?" Ansel turned back and shouted in frustration. "You can't escape from here." Desi said, laughing gleefull
The morning sun gently streamed through the half-drawn curtains, casting a soft light into the disheveled bedroom. It signaled the passing of a peaceful night, leaving behind the lingering presence of love in the small room. Erica woke up from a deep slumber, opened her eyes, and found herself naked, lying in the warm embrace of Ansel. Erica lay motionless, her delicate features bathed in the warmth of the morning light. Memories of the night before flooded back, sending her mind reeling, torn between the ecstasy of the night before and the fear of what was to come. Anxiety gnawed at her, questioning the future of her relationship with Ansel. Erica felt happy that she could help Ansel, the person she loved, even though it meant sacrificing something precious to her. It was a night they shared, immersed in love and appreciation. Despite the influence of a stimulant drug, Ansel maintained a gentle and affectionate demeanor, ensuring he neither acted rough nor caused discomfort or pain
"Is it true? You love me." Erica's voice trembled, doubt evident on her face.Ansel tightened his grip on Erica's hand, his thumb gently wiping away a solitary tear rolling down her cheek."It's true. I love you," Ansel reaffirmed. If Erica needed it, he would repeat this a hundred or a thousand times."I can't believe it, about this..." Erica swallowed hard, struggling to speak. "I mean, since when have you...?"Understanding the meaning behind Erica's question, Ansel shared sincerely:"Before I proposed to you, I already had special feelings for you."Erica once again found herself taken aback by Ansel's declaration, her shock so overwhelming that her tears ceased to fall, instead lingering at the corner of her eyes."I didn't propose to you to escape from the arranged marriage, Erica," Ansel continued his heartfelt confession. "I could have canceled the proposal event that night, but I didn't.""Why didn't you cancel it?" Erica asked, genuinely wanting to know Ansel's reasons.Know
As soon as the morning broke, Mrs. Hani hastily left her room and headed to Desi's room. Last night, she made the decision to stay at the hotel instead of going home, all just to witness Desi and Ansel waking up together. Mrs. Hani had planned that upon seeing Ansel lying shirtless on the bed with Desi, she would use it as an excuse to compel Ansel to take responsibility and marry Desi. In this moment, under the dim and hazy morning light, Desi and Kevin were sound asleep on the soft bed. But the tranquility quickly faded as the sound of persistent knocking filled the air. Desi woke up abruptly, realizing that someone had arrived. In an instant, Desi remembered that it could be Mrs. Hani, Ansel's mother. Yesterday, they had agreed that Mrs. Hani would stop by to check on the situation and witness Desi and Ansel being together all night. However, things didn't go according to plan. Desi couldn't trap Ansel, and instead, she ended up sleeping with Kevin. Desi became frantic, her heart
A few days later. The gentle morning light streamed into the room, causing Ansel's eyes to flutter open. Ansel swept his gaze through the empty space, longing to see Erica next to him. However, Erica's absence was evident in the room. Eagerly anticipating a glimpse of Erica, he noticed a neatly folded pair of athletic shorts on the table—a subtle reminder of Erica's thoughtfulness. Leaving the room, Ansel's footsteps led him to the heart of the house—the kitchen. And there was Erica, a graceful and warm image, immersed in the gentle rhythm of culinary art. In that moment, a surge of love surged within him, urging him to narrow the distance between them. Approaching Erica slowly, Ansel couldn't help but be amazed by her graceful beauty. Unable to contain his overflowing desire, Ansel gently embraced Erica from behind. Ansel's sudden embrace startled Erica, causing her to gasp and be momentarily stunned. "Ansel! Don't startle me like that!" she exclaimed. Playfully scolding him fo
It has been two weeks since Ansel accidentally consumed an aphrodisiac. The relationship between Ansel and Erica has been growing closer and deeper. Ansel frequently visits Erica's house, and Erica's house becomes his frequent overnight stay. Initially, Erica advised Ansel to restrain himself and limit his visits to her, as she worried about Ansel's reputation. However, Ansel disregards all potential risks and remains determined to pursue his desires until the end. He fears nothing and assures Erica not to worry about baseless gossip. Faced with Ansel's stubbornness, Erica reluctantly accepts his decision and goes along with it. In truth, Erica is also very happy to be with Ansel, yearning for his love and care. Just like that, every day, Ansel regularly takes Erica to university and picks her up after her classes. As Ansel is currently on leave for medical treatment, Nika and Kevin from the company take care of work matters. This gives him more free time, which he wants to spend with