I bit my lower lip and carried Caroline out of the bar as she was staggering while walking. Her eyes were closed as I lifted her like a newlywed bride. I gently set her down inside the car. I adjusted her clothes as her chest was nearly exposed. I took off my coat, which I wore earlier, and used it to cover her body. Inayos ko ang aking suot na damit and glanced at her before starting the car engine. She's sleeping. I drove slowly towards their house to prevent Caroline from feeling dizzy and getting sick during the trip. "What happened to Ma'am Caroline, Miguel?" Mrs. Cristy asked in surprise as I entered the mansion carrying Caroline. "She attended her friend's birthday party, Mrs. Cristy," I replied. "She'll get scolded again once Sir Samson finds out about this," she said as she followed me up the stairs. I carefully laid Caroline down on her bed. Manang Cristy helped me in placing the blanket over her. "Could you please cook a warm soup for Ma'am Caroline, Mrs. Cristy? She
CAROLINE'S POV I woke up to the blaring sound of my alarm clock. I checked the time - it's seven o'clock in the morning. I cursed as I remembered it was Saturday today, and I forgot to turn it off. I got up to do my morning routine. I entered the bathroom to wash my face. I decided to postpone taking a shower since my head still hurt. After washing up, I left the room to have breakfast. I furrowed my brow when I saw Cecile sleeping on the couch in the living room. She hadn't changed into her house clothes yet. She must have arrived home in the morning. "Good morning, Ma'am," I heard Mrs. Cristy greet. I quickly turned to her. She had a blanket with her. "Are you feeling better now?" "Good morning. I'm fine. Thank you for last night." I smiled and took the blanket from her, laying it over my sister. "What time did Cecile come home?" "She got home in the early hours, Ma'am. She was very drunk and refused to sleep in her room." "Who brought her home? Was it Josh?" Mrs. Cristy sh
Alexander stood up and approached me. He continued to gaze at me as I looked at him through the mirror. Alexander was decent-looking. It's just that he's not my type because he has a lot of tattoos on his body, and his background isn't appealing. If his family weren't wealthy, I don't know if he could easily get out of jail. He placed his hands on my shoulders. "You're gorgeous," he whispered, sending chills down my spine. "I'm still in the middle of something, Alexander. Why don't you sit on the bed? I can't focus on getting ready with you here," I said, removing his hands from my shoulders, but he only tightened his grip on my shoulders. "I want to watch you while doing your makeup, Caroline." "You can still watch me without touching me, Alexander." "Am I not allowed? But why are other men allowed to watch and touch you?" I couldn't speak immediately. I just stared at him. His face was serious as he looked back at me. His aura now was intimidating. I swallowed hard as he
I continued to hold on to Miguel until the police arrived. They carefully handcuffed Alexander even though he was still unconscious. "You need to come with us to the precinct, Ma'am," the policewoman said to me. "I'll take care of him, Ma'am. I'm his bodyguard," Miguel said, catching the attention of the police. "Weren't you the one who picked up your friend earlier?" the policewoman asked him. Miguel glanced at me before replying, "Yes, ma'am," in a restrained tone. They looked back at me. "Will you come with us, or will you have him take you home?" "I-I'll just have him take me there" I replied. The police nodded before leaving my room. I released my embrace on Miguel and sat on my bed. He walked towards the door and locked it. "Get dressed so we can go to the police station," he said, facing away from me. I didn't move or speak. I still couldn't believe what Alexander had done to me. He almost raped me. Tears started to well up again, and I quickly wiped them away. "Are
His face showed a mix of desire and aggression as he thrust his manhood in and out of me. I felt like I was losing my mind with each of his movements. The pain I had felt earlier when he entered me was now replaced with pleasure. "I'll make sure you forget what he did to you. I'll fuck you until you scream my name," he said with determination. As time passed, Miguel's movements became faster. I was almost catching my breath. I didn't know how long I could hold back from moaning. I wanted to scream and moan. "I'm about to cum," he said, increasing his pace even more. He thrust deeply with each entry. I blinked when he suddenly pulled out of me. As I opened my eyes, I saw him holding himself. I swallowed hard as my gaze dropped to the floor. I watched as he grabbed wet wipes and tissues. I remained fixated on him as I observed how he cleaned himself with the wet wipes and wiped the floor with tissue where his fluids had spilled. He sat beside me after cleaning up. I still couldn
He provided me with immense pleasure. The instant I experienced the intense pleasure from our passionate encounter, I realized that it wasn't solely the physical act that brought me to that point. There was a certain attraction I felt towards him. He was handsome and tall, exuding a strong sexual presence. It was as if he personified the essence of desire. With just a glance, you could sense it would be an exhilarating experience in bed. However, what stands out the most is the realization that our relationship is not permanent. He serves as my bodyguard, and my family has the power to dismiss him at any time. Despite this uncertainty, I find solace in the fact that at least one aspect of my life is going well—I can experience the pleasure I desire. Adjusting to our arrangement was challenging. Each time we engaged in foreplay, I hoped that things would be different and that the experience would surpass previous encounters. Unfortunately, that was not the case. Nevertheless, one po
We didn't stay long and soon arrived at the police station where Alexander was brought. The police officers greeted us as soon as they saw us entering. "Good day. I am the Deputy Chief here," the elderly man greeted us as he cleaned his glasses. "Are you Mr. Brooks' daughter?" I nodded before sitting on a vacant chair, while Miguel stood by the door. "Mr. Mercedez called us earlier. He said it wasn't his son's intention to do what he did to you, Ma'am." "What? It wasn't his intention? He tried to rape me, Sir. Thankfully, my bodyguard arrived just in time!" I exclaimed in anger. "He said you're a couple and it's normal for partners to do such things," the Deputy Chief replied. "We're a couple? He's not my boyfriend, Sir. He was just courting me, and after what he did to me, I will never accept him!" "That's what Mr. Mercedez told us, Ma'am. I don't think he would lie to us." I sighed. "I never was his girlfriend. Mr. Mercedez's claims are not true." "Oh, Ma'am. Are you sugges
I pushed Miguel when his phone suddenly rang. He grinned before checking who was calling. "Yes, Mom. How is Mich- what?!" I glanced at him. Miguel suddenly turned pale, and I noticed his hands trembling on the steering wheel. "But the money I saved up is still not enough for her operation. Maybe we can have Michelle's surgery today even if we lack the funds, Mom." He tightened his grip on the wheel. Worry was evident on his face. "Please calm down, Mom. I'll find a way for Michelle to undergo surgery later. Tell Dr. Abenson that we have enough money now. We'll think about the remaining amount later after the operation." "How much more money do you need to complete the funds for your sister's operation? Maybe I can help," I interjected, causing Miguel to look at me. He didn't respond right away. Instead of answering my question, he avoided eye contact. "I'm on my way there. Tell Doc I have the money, Mom," he said before ending the call. He massaged his head while holding the
MIGUEL'S POV "You're just her bodyguard," the guy flirting with Caroline laughed. He tried to touch Caroline's arm, but I quickly grabbed his hand."Don't touch her if you don't want to meet St. Peter," I threatened. I pulled Caroline away from him.Nico smirked. I’d wanted to punch him since I saw them kissing. I felt betrayed. I knew Caroline wasn’t mine. I confessed my feelings, but that didn’t mean she liked me too.“I can take her to my condo. Caroline and I talked earlier. She wants to go with me,” he said proudly.My blood boiled with anger even more. I had to control myself because my friend owned this bar. I didn’t want to cause a scene.“I’ll take her home. She doesn’t need to go with you. She’s drunk, she doesn’t know what she’s doing and saying.”I gasped when Caroline hugged me. She was smiling while touching my stomach. I waved to Tommy when I caught his eye. He owned this bar.“Is there a problem, Miggy?” he asked, looking at Nico. “Is this your boss’s son? Seems like
I smiled and leaned in closer. He tried to kiss me, but I moved away. He tightened his grip on my waist.“Do you want to come to my condo?” he asked as he danced, pressing his body against mine.I suddenly thought, "I don’t know this guy. I just wanted to have fun, but I didn’t want to go with him."“I’ll think about it,” I answered. I continued dancing. I took his hand off my waist and put it on my shoulder.I was facing away from him as I danced. I stopped dancing when my eyes caught sight of Miguel. He was glaring at me angrily. I rolled my eyes and faced the guy again.“By the way, what’s your name?” I accepted the drink the waiter gave me.“I’m Nico. But you can call me babe.” He fixed my loose hair.I suddenly laughed at his cheesiness. “Nice name, Nico. I’m Caroline,” I introduced myself.“Let’s have another glass?” he asked.I immediately nodded. He pulled me to the bartender. We were given a glass of wine each. I frowned when I tasted it. It tasted different. This was the fir
The dark-skinned woman rolled her eyes. She looked me up and down again. I didn’t back down. I stared at her too. She was beautiful. Her skin wasn’t dirty at all. I just wanted to tease her. She had large breasts and a beautiful body curve.“Caroline?”We all turned when I heard Amira’s voice. My eyes widened when I saw what she was wearing. Her breasts were almost spilling out of her strapless dress. She walked towards us, holding a drink.“How are you? When will you revisit Michelle?” Amira asked. I swallowed when she suddenly hugged me.“You know each other?” asked the three women. Their eyes shifted between me and Amira.“Yes. She’s Miguel’s friend. She’s also the daughter of Miguel’s boss,” Amira answered. Amira’s forehead furrowed when she noticed the expressions on their faces. “Why are you looking like that? You look like the world has ended.”“You’re friends with this woman?” asked the woman with short hair. “She insulted us, Amira. She even called us smelly and said we smell
A man approached Miguel and put his hand on his shoulder.“I don’t care if you’re her date,” the man said, glancing at me. “I’m going to teach him a lesson!”My eyes widened as the man suddenly punched Miguel. But Miguel quickly dodged the punch, sending the man sprawling to the ground. I got out of the car and pulled Miguel away from the man.A few men approached us, presumably the man’s friends. They helped him to his feet.“Let me go!” the man yelled angrily and kicked the men helping him up.“Drake, that’s enough. You’re drunk. Don’t start any trouble!” shouted a man with dark skin and curly hair.“I’m going to teach that woman a lesson! How dare she call me a b-” He didn’t finish his sentence before he threw up.“Let’s just take him home. He’s drunk,” said one of his companions, who had slanted eyes. He looked at us. “Guys, please excuse our friend. He doesn’t know how to control himself when he’s drunk. We are sorry for the inconvenience.”Miguel just nodded. He put his arm arou
I excitedly entered my room. I searched for clothes in my suitcase that I could wear. I found a black strapless silk dress. I looked at myself in the big mirror. After I got dressed, I put on light makeup just enough so that the swelling of my eyes wouldn’t be noticeable.“I’m done!” I announced when I came out of my room. I furrowed my brow when I saw what Miguel was wearing. “We’re going to a bar.”He was wearing a black suit and black pants. In his outfit, he looked like a mafia boss, and he became even more handsome.“I don’t have anything else to wear, Caroline. You’re the only one who’s going to drink. I’m your bodyguard. I’ll watch over you while you’re partying,” he said gruffly.Sometimes I wonder if he works for my family. Since we became close, our way of addressing each other became casual. I can also show myself to him, the real me.He opened the car door for me. I immediately got in. I looked at myself in the mirror. I adjusted my eyeliner and eyeshadow.“Fasten your sea
I wanted to go with him to ease the problems I was thinking about. But I immediately changed my mind when I heard Love Rein’s name again.“Love Rein was asking what your favorite foods are. She plans to visit here.” Miguel sat on the floor.I closed my eyes before facing him. I forced a smile. “Did you tell her where I’m living now?”Miguel nodded. “She wants to be friends with you. There’s nothing wrong with that, I think -”“I need some privacy, Miguel! It would help if you hadn’t told her where I live. Why are you so impulsive? You didn’t even ask me if I wanted to be friends with her or not. I know you’re friends with her. You two have a history, especially since you have feelings for each other. You’re friends with her, Miguel. I’m not. You shouldn’t have told her where I live!”“I told her the address of your house, Caroline. I didn’t tell her you’re living in the condo,” said Miguel. I covered my mouth. “I won’t force you to be friends with her if you don’t want to.” He stood u
I stayed in my room all day. I wanted to be alone, so I told Miguel to go grocery shop for food.I opened my social media accounts, hoping my friends had unblocked me. My shoulders slumped when I saw that I was still blocked in their social media accounts.I created a new account. I followed them all and immediately sent them messages. I placed my phone on the table after I sent them messages on their respective social media accounts.I continued sipping the warm soup Miguel cooked. He’s a good cook. It was like I was eating at an expensive restaurant. I looked at the rice Miguel put on my plate earlier. I swallowed when I finished it all. It was the first time I ate that much rice again.I picked up my phone when I noticed someone was calling. I smiled with joy when I saw Avery’s name. I quickly answered it."Hello, Ave!" I tried to adjust my voice so she wouldn’t notice I had been crying. "Ave? Avery? Are you there?" I asked when she didn’t answer.I heard her clear her throat on th
I grabbed a large suitcase and packed my belongings. I took my car keys before leaving my room. As I opened the door, I saw Daddy standing by the side."Caroline, let's talk first. Don't leave—""We have nothing to talk about, Dad. You lied to me. You made me a fool!" I yelled, dragging my suitcase down the stairs. Daddy followed me. I quickened my pace. "What reason do I have to stay in this house, Dad? Mommy is furious with me. I don't want to add to her problems."I caught Cecile in the living room. She was watching TV, and her smile stretched from ear to ear when she saw my large suitcase."Want me to see you out?" she asked sarcastically."That's enough, Cecile! Don't talk to your sister like that!" Daddy scolded her."Why, Dad? She's the one who wants to leave the house. We're not kicking her out. But it's good that she's leaving so there will be fewer people to feed." She rolled her eyes.I smiled. My whole life, I've been trying to get their attention. Now she calls me a freel
Mommy lowered the glass she was holding. She grabbed another cigarette and lit it. It was like I wasn't even there in front of them."Why aren't you answering my question?" I turned to Mommy's friends. "Do you know anything about who I am?"They didn't answer. They just looked down. I gasped."Oh, there's Samson. We're going home, Glenda," Tita Monique said. She stood up and grabbed her bag.Mommy just nodded and took a sip of her cigarette. "Be careful on the road. Thanks for visiting. Just text or call me when we go to the casino again.""Are you leaving?" Daddy asked Mommy's friends when he arrived."Yes, Samson. Samantha and I have somewhere to be. We'll leave you for now," Tita Monique answered. She pulled Tita Samantha outside even though she wasn't done putting on her makeup."How are you feeling, hija?" Daddy asked me. He tried to hold my hand, but I quickly pulled it away."Are you my father from outside, Dad?" I asked. His eyes widened. He turned to Mommy and Cecile."What k