Six (6) days passed, and today is my anniversary again with my husband. Well, this time—our sixth (6th) wedding anniversary special. I always thought that a loving husband was a gift from God, and that’s the main reason why I would never create a worrisome leading man. ♡♡♡ But anyway, do you have any guesses on what will be Drey’s birthday gift to Aris? Hmm, it’s now time to energize your brains for another plot twist! Are you ready?
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His P.O.V.I was playing at the back part of the ship that we were cruising on for our short trip to El Nido, Palawan when all of a sudden…“Mom, Dad… help!” I cried when I fell from where I was.It would be a few rapids away and we would be docking at the nearest port, when I accidentally slid off along the stern to the sea while reaching for my brand-new PlayStation Portable or PSP. If only I were able to carry my orange life jacket or rubber ring, I would no longer be in this state of immediate danger.I wanted to calm myself as much as possible but no matter how much I tried, my mind already panicked. It blinded me from all the possible things I could think of at the moment.“M—om! D—ad!” I wasn’t able to scream gradually as I was being distressed by the waves to be eventually lured by the sea. The freezing seawater even contributed more to the fear and foreboding anxiety that I was feeling. Not to mention that the cruise ship was already sailing far away from me.I didn’t know how
Aris Sandoval’s P.O.V.I sprang from my seat when that dream came to visit me again. Well, that dream happened in reality when I was only fourteen years old and that was almost twelve years ago.I brought out my hanky from my black suit inner pocket, wiped some beads of sweat in my forehead, and maximize the air conditioner above my head. Now, I couldn’t help myself to chuckle when I remembered everything that happened.Tsk!I guessed I looked like a crazy guy now. I remembered the time when I nearly died and yet, I was still smiling at all?Stupid weirdo!I fixed my tie which seemed to be choking me. I hand-combed my unruly hair then secured the loose sleeve buttons on my wrists. I checked the time and it was already forty-five minutes past eleven in the morning. So every year after that incident, I always compelled my parents, convincing them persistently to take me back to El Nido, Palawan—hoping that I would be able to see her again. I missed her so much and not in a single moment
Aris Sandoval’s P.O.V.This woman in front of me just carelessly slapped my handsome face!What the? I didn’t see that coming!“Pervert!” she said fretfully as other passengers had witnessed what she did to me. Some don’t care at all but some were already murmuring on their seats… and this woman just placed back her headset to cover her ears like nothing had ever happened?I must admit, I was really ashamed.I was wide-eyed for a few seconds. What she did left me shocked to the point that I got utterly speechless while holding my left jaw. This was the very first time I got lost for words. True enough, her slap wasn’t that strong, it doesn’t even move me from my seat. Nevertheless, it would never change the fact that she had the urge to slap my strikingly handsome face. In fact, she already did.I bitterly chuckled.Wow! Never in my entire life had I been slapped in the face. The face that could tame thousands of women in just three seconds… got slapped after three seconds as well. I c
Aris Sandoval’s P.O.V.It was her!That ferocious woman who slapped me earlier in the plane—was the same woman who was again throwing me some deadly stares. I guessed, she wasn’t yet able to move on from what happened.But wait… if she is the sister of this kid, meaning to say, she was also the one who created this painting? So, she is definitely none other than Drey Laxamana? The artist?I gulped hard and my jaw literally dropped when I realized it. I was tongue-tied all of a sudden. I opened my mouth but I wasn’t able to say anything and this would be the very first time it ever happened to me.That explained why they were so look alike, most especially with their long eyelashes and pointed nose. I even thought a while ago that the kid’s eyes represented someone very familiar to me, little did I know that it was all because of the woman from the plane incident.With the clear lights here, I could say that she was more than prettier than earlier. Most especially now that she was proud
Aris Sandoval’s P.O.V.“You’re impossible! If that’s what you want, we don’t have anything to talk about here then. For your information, I don’t sell any of my paintings and most especially, I don’t need your fucking money, sports car, yacht, or condo! You can have them all by yourself including your damn massive ego! Excuse us. Nickos, let’s go… and please, don’t you ever try to follow us again, mister!” She sneered.She even pointed her finger right in front of my face. She had these long and beautiful nails painted with a crack-styled cuticle that could scratch me anytime. “If you were used to getting things that you want, well this time, it won’t just work out.” She continued as if she had read what my mind was saying before she held her brother’s wrist again and started to walk away from me.I used to reject people and this was the very first time in history I felt that I somehow… got rejected. I couldn’t accept this and I guessed, I had to make another way. I shouldn’t get my mo
Aris Sandoval’s P.O.V.“Aris, help me!”I heard how Juno cried out loud. She was not opening her mouth underwater, but I was one hundred percent sure that she was urgently asking for my help based on the tone of her voice screaming for my name.Unexplained dread and horror could be read through her entire beautiful face and I was such a fucking asshole that I couldn’t do something about it. I could feel how she was easily frightened by what was happening, but all I could do was just stare at her helplessly.She was imprisoned in a black cage covered by dead kelps, eerie seaweeds, and water snakes. Her beautiful wrists that were handcuffed and chained at each end of the cage were being wounded every time she struggled to be free from those rusty shackles.As some of her blood was getting mixed up into the sea, her golden tail that was also tied up front seemed to lose its vibrant tint. It was slowly and erratically varying into white, which could be the reason for her gradual weakness.
Aris Sandoval’s P.O.V.Like the old times of stalking her — I was wearing my shades again as I was also carrying a newspaper that served as props in case I needed to fully cover my face. I was wearing black pants and a white-striped polo, where the first three buttons were open exposing a part of my hard chest and the sleeves were folded up to my elbows emphasizing my muscled biceps.Too handsome for a stalker!I saw her heading to the second floor of the coffee shop, where I could only see two to three people in the entire area. I still followed her until I saw how she eagerly took her seat in front of a man wearing a red polo with long sleeves up to his wrists, who I thought, might be her boyfriend.Wow! And they are both wearing red, huh? Was it Valentine’s in July?But I never saw him in her videos or any news associated with her. Did I even research her well?I decided to take a seat closer to them and used the newspaper to partially cover my face. I settled behind Drey so that sh
Drey Laxamana’s P.O.V. “My parents want to throw a night party even though it’s not really necessary.” Aris lightly scratched his head. I must admit that he looked so cute when his smile showed a hue of slight shyness—way too far from his conceitedness. “Hmm, don’t you like it?” I probed while fixing some of the loose bangs on his forehead. “Sort of. I was not a child anymore, but my mom insisted as if I would only turn twenty-one. You know I could not say ‘no’ to her, right?” “Yeah, I know. You loved her so much that you even named your resort after her favorite drink!” “Well, my next business would surely be named after you! I promise,” Aris teased me. “Hmm, surprise me! I’ve already told you that I’m hard to please.” I winked at him. “Soon, I will. But you know what? The most exciting part is that… they want to meet you and I think this is the best opportunity for you to meet them. I have already met your parents, so I guess it’s time for us to be legal on both sides. What do
Drey Laxamana’s P.O.V. All my frowns and skepticism had suddenly faded away when I saw Aris delightfully wave at me. Adrenaline was coursing through my veins, and I felt so giddy. It was my decision not to see him for three days, and yet it felt like it had been three years already! Now, nothing could stop us—not even how my stupid mind could think of not seeing him again. My heart leaped up for joy, and my spirit had brightened as if I was not thinking of mystifying things a while ago. Those were all hushed, and all there was to know about… was how the current moment sparked. No more worrying about the past and no anxiety about the future. Given these, I could say that time was indeed luxurious. My heart would not stop from jumping ecstatically in the presence of him, and if I would not hold my chest now, it could come out anytime soon. The feeling was as if every fiber within me was vibrating with too much anticipation. Oh my God, those dimples are just too sexy to handle! His
Drey Laxamana’s P.O.V. Melody is a ten-year-old kid who has gotten so close to me. She was only a six-year-old stray kid when her path led her to the orphanage. She had no parents, no food, and no shelter. But now, she is a consistent honor student and is already in Grade 4. It was another proof that your past could never define your future. “I just missed you,” she answered. I wasn’t seeing her right now, but I knew that Melody was pouting her lips. “Is it really me, or is it Nickos that you truly missed?” Now, it was my time to tease her. I knew for a fact that her face was getting rosy at the mention of my brother. She had a crush on Nickos. And every time my brother and I would visit the orphanage to give gifts, Melody would always hide from him after giving him a love letter—well, handed by another kid since Melody had no courage to face Nickos. Sadly, my brother didn’t feel the same way. It wasn’t because he didn’t like Melody at all, but because Melody was taller and Nicko
Drey Laxamana’s P.O.V.Seriously? I didn’t know how to react. I was just crying a while ago, but I was all-out smiling now. Nickos was not easy to read after all, and it made me think differently about him.Nickos wasn’t who I knew he was.My brother was just full of secrets. I might have only underestimated him, but he was unbelievably the clever one.Still smiling, I returned his diary inside his cabinet with a promise that I would not read the other confessions written there nor touch it again. I would not dare to flip a single page anymore if I would still want to retain Nickos’ trust in me.How I wished I didn’t leave suspicious marks at all. For that, I double-checked if the way I folded the banner was still the same as how it was before I spread it on the floor. But there was no way I would be totally sure.Now I know the reason why Charie called Mom a few days ago. Mom even told her not to tell me the truth and expect the reward as soon as possible. It was related to this large
Drey Laxamana’s P.O.V.// July 19, 2016For the first time in history, Drey uploaded a live video on her Famebook account. She was with that Aris Sandoval in El Nido, Palawan.As far as I could remember, he was the same towering guy who stalked us in the airport three weeks ago, asking unstoppably about the mermaid painting that was hand-painted by my sister.The other people might not observe this, but from the video, I could see how Drey’s eyes were sparkling, and those made her look even more vibrant. Of all the people, I knew her and how she had always been around.It was the first time I saw her blissful eyes once more after her breakup with that nonsense, stupid and user Ivan. Today, I was able to notice the glow on her cheeks again, and my sister was so pretty, even though she had just woken up.The moment I saw how she responded to Aris and how she dragged me away back from the airport three weeks ago, there was something odd about it, but that only made me feel excitement towa
Drey Laxamana’s P.O.V.Stepping closer to Nickos, I almost knelt to level my height on him while gently messing with his jet-black hair. Fortunately, he wasn’t suspecting me of anything after seeing me in front of the bedroom door of our parents.Nickos was an intelligent kid, but when it came to his physique, I must admit that he was kind of smaller compared to other eleven-year-old kids. He was shy and would not easily join a peer of his classmates—absolutely an introvert.I wanted to believe that he was just a late bloomer, but Mom told me that Nickos was born with too many complications while living his first few months in an incubator. He was so tiny, and Nickos nearly died when he was just a toddler. For almost all his life, he was confined in a hospital room.My brother used to be a survivor way back then, and I hoped that he would get taller during or after his puberty stage. Who knows? There was always this phrase about ‘when puberty hits you hard,’ and it could apply to Nicko
Drey Laxamana’s P.O.V.I found myself smiling on my bed like an idiot after my recollection. This smile holds lots of meaning and virtue because I had never been this happier. I did not want to compare, but Ivan did not lend time to play even once with my brother.For that, I loved Aris even more. I knew he was much better than the Aris I first encountered.He was much more than a plain Casanova. You could blame him, judge him, or even screw him for a thousandth time because of his damn massive ego and how highly he always thought about himself, but there was a hidden gem in his heart. At any rate, I was such a blessed woman to be able to bring that one out.Yes, he was one hell of a womanizer—but indeed—a womanizer with a heart. A heart with the purest intentions for me, now and for the next days to come. Truthfully, I thanked God because He used me as a medium to make Aris realize the real meaning of true love.Aris was a Casanova—the hilarious Casanova I learned to love despite what
Drey Laxamana’s P.O.V. Several days had passed in an instant. Hours went by in a blur. Tomorrow would be Aris’ birthday and I still did not know what to do. It was as if I had no options to consider. I was too bemused. It felt like hammering my head over and over again—trying to think of what else could be my perfect gift for him, aside from the sphere-shaped black-pendant necklace I had already given him. It was given to me by Uncle Jim when he saw me crying on the day I left Aris in his El Nido villa. Uncle Jim said that it was his lucky charm throughout, and the said necklace would also bring me… true love. “Take this necklace and don’t lose it, Drey. No matter what, this will take you to the right path following true love,” Uncle Jim handed me a black-pendant necklace while I was seated in the front seat of our family car. I was crying, but I found the design awesome. Securing the necklace on my palms, I was controlling my tears from falling, but those were still freely stream
Drey Laxamana’s P.O.V. Had Dad lost the deal on purpose? I was not looking at my reflection in the mirror, but I was sure as hell that my face had been enveloped by a quizzical look. I did not doubt Aris’s skills, let alone his overconfidence and massive ego, but no one had ever defeated my father when it comes to playing golf. No one! Like Aris who was an all-time champion in car racing—well, minus the recent time—Dad was an all-time champion too. There was even a huge storage room here in our mansion that only contained all his trophies in golf. He literally conquered the golf world, I must say. No one could defeat him, and I would never even have any second thoughts that someone was already born to steal his legendary history. Then, I furrowed my forehead. But if the answer to my question was yes, then why? And what would be his reason for letting Aris beat the hell out of him when the latter was just a stranger he only met today? Me—being into the picture—wasn’t enough reason