I woke up when I heard something fall and break. I didn't realize I had fallen asleep. "Have mercy on me, Ken. I'm suffering—Ah!" I peeked through a small hole when I heard the woman who helped me earlier cry out. My eyes widened when I saw Ken. The woman's hands and feet were chained. He was undressing her while she cried. I was about to stand up, but the woman suddenly looked at me. She shook her head. "Stop it, Ken. I'm so tired. Just let me go," the woman pleaded. "No, Clarissa. I won't let you go until I see Caroline," Ken said. He kissed Clarissa on the neck. She struggled, but Ken just laughed. "I'll only let you go when we're married. I'll do to her what I'm doing to you." "You're a demon! I thought you were an angel who fell from heaven. You're the devil's son!" Clarissa shouted angrily. "Just watch your words, Clarissa. You're still my wife," Ken said, which shocked me. "In the eyes of God, you're not my husband! You're a criminal! Our marriage is fake!" Clarissa stru
I quickly closed the door after we went out. The door was double-locked, so it would be hard for him to open it since we had the key. "Just leave me, Caroline. Run away. Save yourself," Clarissa said as I helped her down the stairs. "I won't leave you here. We'll get out of this together, Clarissa!" I adjusted the blanket wrapped around her body. "Just trust me," I whispered. "Ma'am Clarissa!" When we reached the bottom, we stopped walking and looked to see who was calling her. I closed my eyes when I saw Ken's men heading towards us. "Run away, Caroline. Just leave me here!" Clarissa shouted. She pushed me away from her. I pulled her instead of leaving her and letting Ken's men catch up. "I'll never leave you here!" We worked together to open the door with Clarissa. We both fell when Ken's men suddenly fired. I stood up and tried to open the locked door. I smiled when I managed to open it. I helped Clarissa stand up until we got out. Ken's men chased us. I looked at Clarissa.
I clung to Miguel's waist. It felt like electricity coursed through my body when he held my hand. I peeked at Ken. I swallowed when I saw his men surrounding us. "We're cornered," Alexander whispered. "You'll give them to me, or I'll kill you right here on my territory," Ken threatened. I felt Miguel's tight grip on my hand. "Let's see who dies first," Miguel challenged. My eyes widened when I heard a loud explosion at Ken's mansion. Everyone turned to see the burning house. "What the—Ah!" Ken shouted when he looked back because Miguel shot his left leg. His men immediately helped him. Clarissa wanted to go to him, but Alexander quickly stopped her. They all fired at Ken's other men. I covered my two ears and closed my eyes. I almost fell when Miguel pulled me away. I heard his sharp curses when they suddenly fired at us. We took cover behind a large hardwood tree. So did Alexander and Clarissa. "Do you know how to use a gun?" Miguel asked me. I widened my eyes when he handed
Alexander clung to the seat as I tied the cloth around his shoulder. He cried out in pain as I was finishing. "Damn it! I'll kill them all!" he muttered. He shook his head against the seat. He was catching his breath. "Hold on tight!" Miguel shouted. I cursed when he suddenly turned. My soul almost left my body because of how fast he was driving. I was barely able to move because I was afraid of falling. I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw a road. There were many passing cars. When I looked at the enemy's car, they suddenly stopped. "We'll go straight to the nearest hospital to get the bullet out of your shoulder, Sir Alexander." Miguel sped up even more. Alexander didn't speak, so I answered. "Okay, Miguel. Alexander's turning pale," I said. "I'm fine. Don't stop, or the enemies might catch up. Just go straight home. I have my doctor there. He'll treat me," Alexander said. He sat up straight. I cringed when he suddenly pulled me and hugged me. I just let Alexander. I didn't
I wrapped my arms around Miguel's neck and followed the movement of his lips. I felt his hand moving on my back. He was writing something, but I didn't understand because I was busy kissing him.He suddenly stopped kissing me. I looked at him. "This is wrong," he said. He took my hand, which was wrapped around his neck."W-Why?" I wrapped my arms around his waist. "I thought you missed me?""What we're doing is wrong, Caroline," Miguel said hoarsely. It felt like cold water was poured over me in embarrassment. He held my two legs. He stroked them."Is there a problem, Miguel?" I asked. I searched for his eyes. He didn't want to look directly at me. "Don't you want to? Are you tired of me?""You are my problem, Caroline," he answered. I felt like I lost all my strength. "What we're doing is wrong. You have a boyfriend, and everyone knows it. I don't want to reach a point where anyone finds out what we're doing. I don't want to ruin your and your family's reputation.""Is that all you t
I was catching my breath after Miguel ate my pearl of the Orient. He unbuttoned his pants. His large manhood was exposed, as if ready to go to war. My cheeks flushed as I remembered what I had done before. I sat properly, watching him undress his boxer shorts. I repeatedly bit my lip as he took off his boxers. His manhood stood erect. I wanted to touch it, to taste it, to play with it. "Is this your way of courting me?" I asked. My gaze was still fixed on his manhood. "Don't you like it?" He held his manhood. "I'm just curious why you didn't agree to be my boyfriend. You still want to court me," I replied. "Don't answer me because you know I have feelings for you. I want us to have mutual feelings before you answer me. I'm not rushing you. I want you to think about your decision carefully. I don't want you to regret your decision, Caroline." I couldn't speak. I was tongue-tied by what he said. He made a point that mutual feelings are important before I answer him. But in my case
I lent Miguel some clothes. I have plenty of large garments that I don't use anymore. I also finished tending to his wounds and bruises. "Why don't you just sleep here? Stay with me," I said while preparing some milk. I got some food from the mini-fridge and placed it on the table. "You know that's not possible, Caroline." He stood up and helped me carry the food. "Someone might see us. I also need to go back to my room in case your Dad looks for me." "I'll lock my room. They won't be able to open it because it's locked from the inside." I peeled an orange. "What you're thinking is dangerous. I don't want to lose my job, and I don't want to ruin your life if they find out about us." He fed me a piece of chocolate. "Just for tonight. Please, Miguel. I'm scared to sleep alone, especially since the police haven't caught Ken yet, and all the policemen who were with you died earlier." He held my hands. "I'll leave once you fall asleep." "Don't you want to sleep beside me?" I tried t
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
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
I lent Miguel some clothes. I have plenty of large garments that I don't use anymore. I also finished tending to his wounds and bruises. "Why don't you just sleep here? Stay with me," I said while preparing some milk. I got some food from the mini-fridge and placed it on the table. "You know that's not possible, Caroline." He stood up and helped me carry the food. "Someone might see us. I also need to go back to my room in case your Dad looks for me." "I'll lock my room. They won't be able to open it because it's locked from the inside." I peeled an orange. "What you're thinking is dangerous. I don't want to lose my job, and I don't want to ruin your life if they find out about us." He fed me a piece of chocolate. "Just for tonight. Please, Miguel. I'm scared to sleep alone, especially since the police haven't caught Ken yet, and all the policemen who were with you died earlier." He held my hands. "I'll leave once you fall asleep." "Don't you want to sleep beside me?" I tried t
I was catching my breath after Miguel ate my pearl of the Orient. He unbuttoned his pants. His large manhood was exposed, as if ready to go to war. My cheeks flushed as I remembered what I had done before. I sat properly, watching him undress his boxer shorts. I repeatedly bit my lip as he took off his boxers. His manhood stood erect. I wanted to touch it, to taste it, to play with it. "Is this your way of courting me?" I asked. My gaze was still fixed on his manhood. "Don't you like it?" He held his manhood. "I'm just curious why you didn't agree to be my boyfriend. You still want to court me," I replied. "Don't answer me because you know I have feelings for you. I want us to have mutual feelings before you answer me. I'm not rushing you. I want you to think about your decision carefully. I don't want you to regret your decision, Caroline." I couldn't speak. I was tongue-tied by what he said. He made a point that mutual feelings are important before I answer him. But in my case
I wrapped my arms around Miguel's neck and followed the movement of his lips. I felt his hand moving on my back. He was writing something, but I didn't understand because I was busy kissing him.He suddenly stopped kissing me. I looked at him. "This is wrong," he said. He took my hand, which was wrapped around his neck."W-Why?" I wrapped my arms around his waist. "I thought you missed me?""What we're doing is wrong, Caroline," Miguel said hoarsely. It felt like cold water was poured over me in embarrassment. He held my two legs. He stroked them."Is there a problem, Miguel?" I asked. I searched for his eyes. He didn't want to look directly at me. "Don't you want to? Are you tired of me?""You are my problem, Caroline," he answered. I felt like I lost all my strength. "What we're doing is wrong. You have a boyfriend, and everyone knows it. I don't want to reach a point where anyone finds out what we're doing. I don't want to ruin your and your family's reputation.""Is that all you t