He cursed when he realized he couldn’t stop me. He exploded in my mouth. I stayed there, making sure I cleaned him up. He sat helplessly in his chair, still feeling the sting of his release.I got up, licking my lips as I met his dazed gaze. His head was tilted back against the seat, his eyes heavy with exhaustion and desire. He reached out, stroking my hair carefully, then bit his lower lip.Without hesitation, I slipped off my panties. I was wearing a skirt, so it was easy. I tossed them into the compartment, then straddled him while he was still very erect.“What the hell, Caroline—”I cut him off with a moan. I was so wet that he slid into me easily, despite his size. I winced as I settled on his lap, taking him in completely. He filled me so much that just having him inside me made me convulse with pleasure. I started moving, riding him, grinding up and down. My sanity slipped away. The pleasure spread through me like molten lava, melting everything in its path.“I’m so sorry,” I
I silently walked back to the mansion after retrieving the rest of my things from the condo. My eyes were heavy, on the verge of spilling the tears I had been holding back.I sighed as Miguel’s last words echoed in my mind, cutting through me like a blade.“If cutting me off helps improve your life in any way, I support it. If you do not see the value of having me by your side, I will not try to convince you. I thought you loved me too. But you just used me. Yes, my job is just a bodyguard, but that does not mean I don’t deserve to live. You’re insulting me, Caroline.”I was his first girlfriend, but that didn’t mean I had to be his last. He would find someone else—someone real. He would like her the way he liked me. Or maybe even more. He would love her, and she would be there for him in a way I could never be.Meanwhile, I was marrying someone I didn’t even like.But what if… what if I could learn to like Alexander eventually? What if, once I forgot about Miguel and focused all my a
I raised my hand, letting the engagement ring gleam under the blinding flashes of the cameras. My eyes squinted as reporters snapped photos, one after another. It wouldn’t be surprising if we were on tomorrow’s headlines again.“Miss Caroline, is it true that you had a romantic relationship with your personal bodyguard?”“If you’re engaged, why did you break up with him? Does this mean you cheated on your boyfriend?”“For a follow-up question, what really happened—”“We were never in a relationship,” I interrupted, gripping the microphone tightly. “Miguel and I were just friends.” I brushed my fingers through my hair, fixing the strands that had fallen out of place. “I don’t know who started these false rumors, but people are putting malice into something that was purely friendship.”“Is it true that you paid for his brother’s surgery, Miss Caroline?”I froze.How did they know that?I clenched my fists as my mind replayed the name I had heard earlier—Love Rein Dela Vega.My grip on t
I shoved the letter and check back into the envelope, my hands shaking as I bolted out of my office. My heart pounded wildly as I scanned the area, searching for Miguel.“Ma’am Caroline, I just finished mixing your coffee—”“Who gave you this?” I demanded, cutting Lena off.She blinked in surprise. “I just got it from the guard, Ma’am. I don’t know who—”I didn’t wait for her to finish. I ran toward the elevator, nearly colliding with my colleagues. My pulse was racing, my desperation mounting.Damn it.The first elevator to arrive was packed. Frustrated, I turned on my heel and dashed toward the stairs.By the time I reached the ground floor, I was breathless. My gaze darted around the lobby, but Miguel was nowhere in sight.My phone vibrated in my pocket. I yanked it out, my hands trembling as I checked the message.From: 0910****011I’m sorry for tarnishing your image. I never realized that loving you would be so challenging. I believed our feelings were mutual, but it seems I’m th
The days passed quickly, blending into a monotonous routine of home and office. Daddy forbade me from going anywhere else, following Mommy’s orders as if I were a prisoner in my own life. They despised me for cutting off Miguel and for the rumors of me kissing different men.“Ma’am Caroline, Sir Samson asked if you could attend an art auction tonight,” Lena informed me as she placed my coffee on the desk.I sighed, stirring my drink. “Do I really have to go?”“He has a meeting with the investors, Ma’am, and Ma’am Glenda is still in Belgium with your brother,” she explained.“What time does it start?” I asked, signing documents without looking up.“Seven in the evening. The Mercedez family is invited as well. Sir Samson wants you to go with them.”My pen froze mid-signature. I lifted my gaze to Lena.“Is my attendance mandatory?”“Yes, Ma’am.”I glanced at the clock—already past three in the afternoon. Letting out a deep sigh, I gripped my pen tightly.“Fine. You’re coming with me,” I
Everyone was looking at him as he raised the paddle. I grabbed a tissue and wiped myself.“Miguel?” Alexander said when he realized who was next to me.“We have an opening bid of 500,000 pesos. Do I hear 600,000 pesos?” the Auctioneer asked.“600,000,” Alexander said and raised his paddle while still looking at Miguel.“600,000 from Mr. Mercedez -”“One million.” Miguel raised his paddle.I didn’t know how to react. Why was he wasting money on an old painting?My gaze dropped to the name on his table. “Miguel Damien Montevallo...” I turned back to Alexander as he raised his paddle again.“Two million!”I saw Miguel grin before he looked at us. I swallowed a few times. He had changed so much. It wasn’t obvious that he was a bodyguard.“Look at him, Caroline. He was so quick to find someone to replace you. The idiot hit the jackpot, it looks like a Sugar Mommy replaced you,” Alexander said laughing.“Shut up!” I scolded him irritably.“Is there anyone else competing for two million?” th
Our jaws dropped in shock. I couldn't take my eyes off Miguel.“H-He’s your son?” Tita Portia stammered, pointing at Miguel in disbelief. “How could you have a child, Don Ernesto? You don’t even have a wife!”Don Ernesto merely chuckled. “Portia, my wife and I have been separated for a long time. The media only knows what I allow them to—an old bachelor with no family. But let’s not talk about that now. I’m just happy to see you again.”She turned to Miguel. “Hijo, you didn’t tell me you knew them.”Miguel’s expression remained unreadable. “I didn’t know you knew each other, Dad.”Tito Rafael and Tita Portia still looked stunned, their eyes flickering between Miguel and Don Ernesto.“If you don’t mind, we’ll take our leave,” Don Ernesto said smoothly.We watched them walk away, disappearing into the crowd. My mind was still reeling when my phone vibrated. Seeing Daddy’s name on the screen, I sighed and answered.“How’s the auction?” he asked.“Boring,” I replied lazily. “It just ended
I quickly stepped away from Miguel, turning my back on him. But before I could leave, his firm grip caught my arm.I gulped when I heard the sharp tearing of fabric.My eyes widened in shock as I turned to see what he had done—Miguel had torn my gown. He had ripped away the excess fabric, leaving it cut above my knees, turning it into a makeshift dress.“What the hell are you doing?” I hissed.He ignored me and turned to the woman. “Give me the check,” he ordered, his voice cold and demanding.The woman raised an eyebrow before smugly tucking the check I had given her into her bra.Miguel’s jaw clenched. “Are you giving it back, or should I take it myself?”I gasped. “Miguel, stop! I gave it to her! I don’t want it back.”But he didn’t listen. He took a step toward the woman, his intimidating presence making her flinch.“I dare you,” she sneered. “Try it, and I’ll have the police on you in seconds.”I felt the weight of a hundred eyes on us. People had their phones out, capturing ever
The sadness I felt when Kalix and I’s DNA test results matched was overwhelming. All my resentment toward the child suddenly disappeared. I became even more determined to win Caroline's heart again. I want to win her back. I will make everything right now that I know we have a child together. It's worth all my suffering. Maybe that's why I'm so crazy about her because we still have a connection to each other. And that connection is our child.I watched Caroline playing with our child. I can't help but laugh every time I remember how I proposed to her. I was so jealous that I couldn't help but propose, even in that situation. I wanted to prove to the world that she was mine. I didn’t care if I was obsessed with her."Slowly, you might get pregnant," I said as she got into the car.She's six months pregnant now. I made sure she would get pregnant right after our wedding. I never expected that we would have triplets. I'm excited to meet our triplets."If you hadn't made me visit you ever
She's happy with someone else now. I can't destroy her family. I just saw her happy with someone else, and suddenly, I got scared. All my courage to take her back has retreated. I feel like if I take her back now, I'll only destroy the family she built."I'm going back to the Philippines. Keep an eye on her. I'll be happy knowing she's in good shape," I told Seb bitterly before turning my back on him.Years passed, and I still couldn't forget her, no matter how many women I dated. I still asked my staff about her life every day. I'm madly in love with her.I helped her family regain popularity and increase their sales. I invested in their company as planned. I found out that her mother owned Brooks Industries. It was written in the last will of Aunt Roxanne's late father, but they had changed the name of the company.I was busy reading reports when Seb suddenly walked into my office. He was panting when he handed me his cellphone."She's back!" he said.My brow furrowed immediately. "
Ever since I saw that secret room in their CR, I've been visiting Cecile almost every day. I've also been more careful about pretending to be interested in her so she doesn't realize I have other plans."Seb, I need your help," I said directly when he answered my call. "Tomorrow night, come with me to Cecile's house. I want to check out the contents of that secret room. Caroline might be there. It’s up to you how you put their people to sleep."I was determined to see and enter that room. I had a feeling Caroline was there. Maybe they had hidden her inside.When night came, I went straight to Cecile’s house. I had dinner there. While she was busy eating, I secretly slipped a sleeping pill into her juice."How's the food?" she asked, placing her cellphone on the table. She drank her juice."Delicious," I replied sparingly and held her hand. I caressed it and bit my lower lip."Don’t you have anything to do tomorrow?" she asked, drinking the juice again. I smiled when she finished it."
Miguel's POVI am holding her hands as we walk towards Mama's grave. It's been five years since she passed away, but it all still seems like yesterday. Since she disappeared, I've been visiting her almost every day."Why didn't you tell me that Aunt Mary had been dead for a long time?" Caroline asked after arranging the flowers. Kalix lay down on the grass."You never asked," I replied modestly.Caroline sighed and sat down next to me. "Can you tell me what happened?"I stared at her for a moment. She took my hand and played with it."It’s a long story, Caroline. But to make it short—before she died, she kept looking for you because she wanted to give you your grandfather's last will. Mama thought Aunt Roxanne had been dead for a long time. She left the will before her own brother kidnapped her. When I woke up, Mama was gone. So I promised her I would find you, no matter what happened. But I found your mother first."I could barely move my body when I woke up. I looked around. There w
I glanced inside his room impatiently when I realized he had no plans of letting me in after we escorted Kalix to Don Ernesto’s room.“Aren’t you going to let me in?”He looked pained as he opened the door wider. I frowned, slightly offended that it seemed to hurt him to let me in. I entered the room and sat on the bed. My brows furrowed when I caught him staring at me.“Why does it seem like you’re forcing yourself to let me in here?” I couldn’t hide my disappointment.I crossed my arms and walked toward him. He frowned even more as I approached. Even under the dim lights, the way he looked at me revealed how much he was holding something back—something he clearly desired. He swallowed and parted his lips to speak, but nothing came out.“Miguel?” I tried again.I saw how his eyes reluctantly tore away from me. I smirked and stepped closer. I could tell he wanted to back away, but when he saw my smile, he knew I’d tease him if he did. His lips twitched, and he let me near him.I smile
"I'll take Kalix to the office. We'll have breakfast there too," Miguel said after adjusting his necktie.I peeked at Kalix behind him. He was already dressed."Kalix, stay here. Your dad won’t be able to work properly if you go with him.""Mommy, I want to go with Dad," Kalix said, rolling his eyes."No. You can’t go with him," I repeated and placed the milk on the table. "Drink your milk.""Drink your milk first, Kalix, so we can go," Miguel said after finishing his coffee."Yes, Dad," Kalix replied. He sat down in front of me, but his gaze remained fixed on Miguel."Miguel, Kalix might distract you—""He never bothers me, Caroline. He wants to come too," he said coldly.I forced a smile and looked at our son."Don’t be naughty there. I’ll see you later so we can have lunch together.""Kalix and I are eating out. Don’t bother coming to see us, Caroline. And don’t wait for us tonight either—we're going home late because Dad wants to spend time with Kalix. Why don’t you just invite
I took a deep breath after packing up my things. It was past six in the evening, but Miguel still hadn’t called me. The other employees had already gone home. I picked up my cellphone and dialed his number, but it just kept ringing. I ended up texting him that I would take a taxi home to the condo. I couldn’t be late because our son was waiting for me. Kalix wouldn’t eat dinner without me, or without both of us there.I was about to enter the elevator when my cellphone vibrated. I immediately answered when I saw Norma’s name.“Mommy, where are you?” Kalix asked right away.“I’m on my way home, Kal,” I replied as I pressed the ground floor button.“Hurry up, Mom. I’m hungry,” Kalix said.“Yes, Kalix. If you can’t wait any longer, go ahead and eat first. You might get a stomach ache again. I’m ending the call now. I love you,” I said.I looked outside and noticed there were still a lot of people. I wondered why the other employees hadn’t left yet.“Good evening, Ma’am Caroline,” greeted
I buried my face in Miguel's chest after reading Daddy's letter to me. He kept asking for my forgiveness. It felt like a thorn was removed from my heart when I read the words, "I love you," in his letter. He said he only wanted to give me a good future, but he went about it the wrong way. He never considered how I would feel. He regretted giving Cecile more attention. Still, I couldn’t entirely blame him, because neither of us knew the truth—that Cecile was an illegitimate child. My tears fell even more when I felt Miguel's tight embrace as he gently caressed my back."At last, he saw you before he died, Caroline," Miguel whispered and kissed my hair. "Maybe you were the only one he was waiting for. Now, he can rest peacefully. He won’t have to suffer anymore. He died knowing you forgave him.""It's hard to accept. I never thought that would be the last time I’d see him and talk to him. If I had known he would be taken from me so soon, I would’ve visited him every day..."Miguel sighe
Miguel held my hand as we waited for Cecile, Glenda, and Daddy to arrive. We were at the jail, visiting them. I couldn’t even remember the last time I’d been here—I’d been busy helping Mommy at the company, and we were always traveling outside the Philippines. Miguel was also a different kind of person when it came to dates—he and Kalix were always taking us to other countries. He wouldn’t even let Kalix out of his sight. Sometimes I wondered if he was courting me or our daughter.“They’re on their way here, Ma’am,” said the female police officer who assisted us.“Are you okay?” Miguel asked, gently kissing my hand.I smiled and nodded. “You shouldn’t have come with me. You canceled all your meetings just for this.”“Don’t worry about it, Baby. That meeting wasn’t important.”“Still, Miguel. You don’t have to be with me all the time. You have your own life too. Some people might think I’ve cast a spell on you or something,” I joked.“I don’t care what people say, Caroline. You’re the