Chapter 1

Alfredo was restless. He's been walking back and forth in front of his bed, where Paulyn was sound asleep.

The young woman is sleeping peacefully, in contrast to him, whose mind is in turmoil, and he no longer knows what to feel.

He did it. He fucking did it with Paulyn!

With Paulyn, who is much younger than him and the daughter of his late best friend.

I promise to look after her and protect her in the same way you did. I will treat her like my actual child. That's what he promised his late friend Roberto, Paulyn's father, who died two years ago.

His promise to Roberto is to protect his only daughter, not to fuck her!

"You're insane, Alfredo. You're fucking insane!" he exclaimed angrily. He came to a halt, his hands on his waist, and looked at Paulyn, who was still sleeping. "What am I going to do now?"

Even after he told her he wouldn't do it with her, Paulyn still continues to pursue him; what more now that something had happened to them? How can he convince her that what happened was wrong when he knows she won't listen? And to think he was so sure last night that he could throw away all the guilt he's feeling and the little rationality he has.

Damn you, Jack Daniels!

Alfredo rested his palm on his face and walked back and forth restlessly.

He felt he no longer had the right to pay his respects to his late friend Roberto's grave. Roberto may just rise from the dead and punch him in the crotch. He's also unsure how he'll deal with Paulyn's aunt and Roberto's sister, Rosalinda, who has been caring for Paulyn since Roberto's death.

Alfredo was still walking back and forth in frustration when Paulyn, who he hadn't realized was already awake, spoke up.

"Don't tell me you're already kicking yourself for what happened between us last night."

Alfredo, surprised, returned his gaze to Paulyn, who had been sleeping only moments before.

"Paulyn…"

Paulyn sat down slowly, causing the blanket that covered her naked body to fall, exposing her naked body to his gaze.

Alfredo turned away, agitated. "Please cover yourself," he commanded.

"What for? You already saw it last night, and you even tasted it, remember?" Paulyn's response was mischievous. "And please stop acting as if this is your first time seeing a naked woman."

"Just...just cover up, Paulyn."

Alfredo heard Paulyn sigh, but she said nothing. The bed creaked, showing that she was moving. He turned to face her again, thinking she had done what he said, but he was astounded to see that Paulyn had obliterated the blanket that had covered her naked body. He can now see her naked body, which is covered in red marks that he knows he caused.

Alfredo gulped.

Paulyn grinned as she spread her legs slowly. Alfredo couldn't help but pay attention to the young woman's every move. Until he locked his gaze on Paulyn's naked femininity.

He was a few steps away from Paulyn, but he could still see how red her femininity was, which he had plowed relentlessly the night before.

"Seems like your buddy down there hasn't had enough of me yet," Paulyn grinned, lowering her gaze to Alfredo's lower body.

Alfredo followed Paulyn's gaze, and his eyes widened when he saw his manhood, which was still hidden by his boxer shorts but was very much alive.

"Fuck!" he exclaims loudly, covering his manhood. He did not know his manhood had become hard again!

Paulyn laughed. "If only you could be as honest as your dick," Paulyn said, her grin wide.

"I'll just go to the bathroom, and when I come out, I want to see that you're already dressed, and we'll talk," Alfredo said before hurrying to the bathroom.

Paulyn said something else, but he was no longer paying attention to her. He was more concerned with calming his manhood!

When he entered the bath, he immediately closed the door. He must ensure that Paulyn cannot enter the bathroom.

After making sure the door was locked, he leaned against the bathroom wall and examined his lower body, particularly his manhood. “How could you betray me, buddy?"

He was feeling guilty just a few seconds ago, but just seeing Paulyn spreading her thighs and his manhood was very much alive again.

Alfredo sighed. "Looks like my body can't really lie, huh?"

—

"What happened last night was a—"

"Mistake?" Paulyn cut Alfredo off in mid-sentence.

Alfredo has finished dressing, and his dick has already calmed down. Paulyn remains draped in the sheet. They're now in the living room, trying to talk about what happened between them last night in a more mature and calm manner. And, as usual, Paulyn was obstinate.

"Yes," Alfredo responded immediately.

"What happened between us last night was a mistake; I was drunk, as were you; we were both intoxicated, and you know, when you're drunk, a lot of things happen. Things we don't even mean."

"I wasn't drunk. I was tipsy, but not drunk. I knew what I was doing last night. Alfredo and I liked what happened to the two of us; it wasn't a mistake; we both knew it was bound to happen."

"That…"

"I know, and you know it, that you want me just as much as I want you; you just don't want to admit it," Paulyn said confidently.

Alfredo could not speak immediately after what Paulyn had said. That was because he was certain that everything the young woman said was correct.

He desired Paulyn. He desired to take her, to claim her. But, as much as he desired to possess her, he knew it was not right.

Paulyn had known her since she was a child because her father, Roberto, was his best friend.

Since high school, Roberto has been his best friend. And they remained friends until they both went to college and graduated. They are nearly inseparable. He knew everything there was to know about Roberto and his life. He witnessed how Roberto fell in love with Paulyn's mother, Paula, and how he had crumbled when his wife died while giving birth to Paulyn. Even without a partner, Roberto could provide a good upbringing for Paulyn. Rosalinda, Roberto's only sister, was always willing to assist and guide him. Because Roberto is not a woman, having his older sister, Rosalinda, has been invaluable in molding Paulyn into a respectable woman. However, because Roberto works for the government and Rosalinda works as a cop, Alfredo would occasionally monitor Paulyn because he only stays at home in the morning and only goes to the bar he owns at night. And when his friend Roberto died in an accident, Paulyn could only express her thoughts and grief to him. So he promised Roberto in his grave that he would take care of his only child, Paulyn, and treat her as if she were his proper child. But now he's telling the former child he's been babysitting that what happened to the two of them was a huge mistake.

He did not know how or when he felt lust for Paulyn. It could be when Paulyn began seducing him, making advances on him just to show how much she loves and desires him. Or it could be when he realized Paulyn was no longer the little girl he used to look after when Roberto was away. But it didn't matter when or how he first felt lust for her. Because he knew well that it was wrong.

What he feels is wrong, and what's even worse was that he let himself get swayed by lust and fucked her last night. So if he had to get away from her, he would.

He couldn't change what had happened, but he could keep it from happening again.

"Can you hear yourself? Paulyn, that was a mistake; we shouldn't have done that; I shouldn't have done that!"

"And why is it wrong? It’s not like we are relatives! If you are thinking about our age difference, I am telling you now, I don't care! So what if you are 45 years old? So what if you are 25 years older than me? I am of legal age already, Alfredo, so other people have nothing more to say to us!" Paulyn exclaimed.

"Even if you are of legal age, other people can and will say something about us, Paulyn, and that is not even the main issue here. You are my best friend's daughter! You are Roberto's daughter—"

"Oh, for goodness’ sake, Alfredo! Is that it again? Is that what you're going to use as an excuse? Why do you always have to bring up my father whenever we're having this kind of conversation? He's already dead!"

"And that's all the more reason we can't be together!" Alfredo couldn't help but raise his voice, which surprised Paulyn. "I promised at your father's grave that I would take care of you and protect you, that I would treat you like my own daughter—"

"I didn't ask you to do that!" Paulyn said. Her voice was soft but full of emphasis, showing that he could not break her faith.

"Paulyn…"

"I didn't ask you to take care of me, protect me, and treat me like your own daughter. I didn't ask you to do all of those things!" Paulyn said emphatically before standing up and marching towards the room where her clothes were still in. But, as she was about to enter the room, she came to a halt and spoke again. "I'll never forget what happened. Your reasons for denying your feelings for me are nonsense. I'll do whatever I want, Alfredo, so brace yourself. After all," Paulyn said as she turned to face him, "I am not a coward like you." She then turned away from him and went to the bedroom, leaving Alfredo frustrated.

"Fuck! What am I going to do with her?"