After a minute, Daniel walks inside, wearing his most understandable, befuddled look on his face. He must be feeling lost and unbelieving of what just happened. “Are you alright, boss? I mean, are you okay?” He asks as he sinks back into the seat.Now, how do I answer that? Am I okay? Definitely not!From the moment I first met her, it's like something ignited within me—a savage fire that has been burning ever since. Her presence consumes my thoughts, her aqua eyes piercing through me, leaving me feeling exposed and vulnerable.But it's not just her beauty that captivated me. It is the intensity of her emotions and the strength of her strong beliefs, even when they are laced with wrath and hatred. Every word she spoke back in that cage is still echoing in my mind, every gesture etched into my memory. And yet, amidst the fierceness, there is a warmth and a tenderness in her that I can't shake.Her voice reverberates in my ears. It's like I am haunted by her presence and her situation,
“Wait, I am lost.” Daniel breaks the deafening silence after a long while, summoning my dark features to his much darker ones. His face is wrinkled up, denoting how he is floating in the breaking news. “Are you serious? That is unbelievable! I mean, who does that? Who on earth has any ounce in them to reject the irresistible Adam Stone?” He queries in mental rejection.“Exactly what I thought, until I met the wonder woman! She is worse than a nut, I tell you. She does not care about anything as long as her decision is respected. She is not willing to be bound by anything or anyone. Not even Adam Stone De’Leon.” I retort.“Wow!” He takes a long blink, and then he banks his eyes on me, wearing a smug that I so fucking much want to smash with this bottle. If he wasn’t my buddy, I would have already done that.“And this sounds so amusing to you, doesn’t it?” I hiss.He emits a slight chuckle before speaking, “Ayana, huh! So all this change has a name?” He chuckles again, shaking his head.
“Unfortunately, I can’t do that. She challenged me, so now it is me against her. And I assure you, it won’t even be long until I have her for myself. She will bear this name that she detests so much. She will have this disgust for a man that she does not want to even set her eyes on. She will be mine soon, either by hook or by crook!” I affirm, scared of this side arising in me. I have never felt this way in my entire life. I am scared of myself.“Even if it means being an added problem to her overflowing cup of miseries? Bro, there is an innocent child in the picture. Think about that first.” Daniel tries to speak some sense into me, but my mind is fully made up and there is no turning back.“You speak like I am a devil, Daniel,” I state, looking at him as he cowards back. “Come on, I am not going to hurt her. I am not some kind of ruthless rogue that roams around bleeding terror on anyone. I could be her savior in her distress, you know? At least look at it from that brighter perspe
NB> FROM THIS POINT ON, THE STORY WILL SHIFT TO THIRD PERSON’S POV. I SAW IT EASIER THIS WAY SO THAT I CAN OUTLINE ALL THE CHARACTER’S THOUGHTS. I apologize for the encounters.The sun had dipped in the sky, and darkness had fallen. Lyana had fallen asleep, and her dear mother had tucked her under the covers. Ayana’s mind was still filled with the memories of her nightmare that had popped into her life like a storm and in the worst moment possible.From the moment Adam left her cage, she had not stopped thinking about him. His image clogged her mind; his beatyness invaded her every sense of being. She could not tell why she was reacting that way to someone she hated so much. Someone who would make her life more of a hell than it already was.All she wanted was to forget him. Besides, she had made her decision and her thoughts about the whole marriage saga known to the man, and she was not just about to change her decision for anything. She knew that was the first and last time they ha
“Why is nobody talking, huh?” Ayana snapped after a moment of dreadful silence. They were right there, staring at her as if she were an entertaining character in a live soap opera, which was not what Ayana needed. She needed answers. She needed them to come out clean and tell her what sort of deal they had made on her freedom yet again. “I said I was not marrying that sick bastard of De'Leon, and I meant every single word of it. So if you are here to offer me freedom on the grounds of me belittling myself to that man’s rotten stature and caliber, you are wasting your time,” she affirmed, anger boiling in her. Her face was turning red from ear to ear.“Then so be it. You don’t want to marry him? Then fine. We won’t impose on you again.” The amount of mockery and shock that slapped her with her father’s words was immeasurable. She could no longer hold back the shock. It was all over her face.“Excuse me?” She muttered, wondering whether she really heard her father right.How? Weren’t th
As Ayana stood in the doorway, the weight of her father's words pressed down on her like a suffocating blanket. She felt so shocked by what was about to become of her and her poor little child. Fear clawed at her chest, intertwining with anger and confusion in a tangled mess of emotions. She felt abandoned and betrayed by the very people who were supposed to love and protect her. The darkness of the night seemed to swallow her family whole as they disappeared from view, leaving Ayana feeling utterly alone in the oppressive silence that followed.She felt all the bones in her body creek as fear threatened to paralyze them. Vaguness clouded her mind and vision for a long moment as she wondered what to do in the couple for the few hours of the night she had to pack. The fact that her ghost fiance had gone mia on her was not helping in the petrifying situation. It made it even worse, making her heart sink even more.“Few hours?” She murmured to herself. Actually, she thought she was just
By the time the sun rays were invading her cottage the following morning, Ayana was staring at her packed luggage, which did not consist of much. She just packed her and her daughter’s clothes and shoes and some of her paintings that fit in a box. She didn’t know her destination, so the less luggage there was, the less tiresome their journey to nowhere would be.She was still staring at the rest of the belongings that she was leaving behind—to be precise, her paintings. They were the second part of her soul. She would have loved to take them, but she knew better than herself. She figured out that she might need to carry Lyana at some point in their journey, so overloading herself was a bad idea.“I will have to leave you behind, and I am sorry. I can’t promise that we will ever unite,” she said faintly, a tear dropping as she bid goodbye to the painting. “I will leave you here, not as part of the bitter memories that I am leaving behind, but because I have no way of carrying you where
Ayana's heart sank as she saw her sister, Grace, standing there with her mocking smile. She hadn't anticipated running into anyone from her tormentors, her family, especially not her sister, at this moment of departure.Ignoring Grace's taunting remarks, Ayana steadied her resolve. "I'm leaving, Grace. And I'm taking Lyana with me. This is what we all wanted."Grace's smug expression turned into one of disbelief. "Don’t fool yourself. We kicked you out, and that is the truth. And I know you feel like a lost, confused, hopeless, and helpless dog. You probably want to change your mind. Your betrothed is just a call away.”Ayana felt a surge of defiance rise within her as Grace's mocking laughter filled the air. Despite the bitter taste of her words, Ayana found solace in her decision to break free from the chains of her family's expectations. With a bitter smirk playing on her lips, she retorted, "This is probably the only good thing that you people have done to me in six years. As for
“Hey! “ Lian spoke with her signature smile, of course. “Why don’t we first stop by calling it a sin? Let us just say that it was casual sex done for the wrong reasons and at the wrong place. But all in all, we were adults, and we both proved a point that day. Of course, it hurts, just a little, because you did not offer exactly what I wanted. But if anything, Adam, I want you to know that I wouldn’t waste a chance with you even now if I had it. I am not ashamed to be on the list of, you know, all of those you have been with.” She then looked at me. “I am sorry to say this too, but at least I got to taste the famous Adam Stone De’Leon!” She smiles, and I think I am beginning to love her smile now. Eyes roll! “You are lucky, Ayana. You both are lucky to have each other. And this is where I wanted to be—to have you look at me the way you are looking at her, with so much love and adoration. Your eyes speak submission every minute they brush her. Even a fool can tell you love her so much.
“What, son?” His father asks.“The merger that you seek with the De’Marios will happen.” Excuse me, what? I snap at him, and I was just to give him a piece of my mind, but a gentle squeaaze of my hand sealed my lips, opting to trust him, hoping that he knows that these bunch of heartless fools do not deserve to benefit even just one bit from me. “But not on the grounds of my marriage to Ayana!”Fantastic! Bingo! God, I so love this man!Eyes flickered on each other for a long moment of screaming silence, until my father had to break the lull. Desperate old man! “What are you talking about, son? You know you are really growing desperate by the day here. And now, we have damages to pay to the Adrianos for what Grace did. Things are weighing down on us, Adam! So, what do you suggest? Anything that will help at all. We will abide!”So, Adriano, are you asking for compensation for the damage that Grace’s actions caused? Well, they seem to be the experts in not letting any opportunity slide
After a long, unnerving moment, the door opens again and freezes on our spot as our house is swamped with people.Yeah!People!And I am not talking about two or three people here, no! This weird woman is the weirdest of all because, how did she pull all these?And yeah, before I forget, I am not talking about just any other people. Not some ordinary people. Naah!We are talking of the De’Leons, Adam’s father and mother; the De’Marios, my parents; and this skinny witch who used to be my sister. And these other people, whom I presume are Lina’s parents,.Forget everyone. Lina and her parents have a score to settle with Adam, and so do the De'Leons, who have the right to be in their son’s house. But these black souls, these people that God gave me as a family? How dare they have the guts to set their feet here, huh? The nerve! The temerity! I mean, after all they have done to me? And this little brat of a witch, after insulting Adam like he was the greatest sinner the world has ever had
“You got my information from my parents? How? When? Why?” I ask.She steadies herself. “It wasn’t intentional. It just so happened that you both were the reason why some dark secret that was kept in the dark for years was leaked out. Our families, the Adrianos, the De’Leons, and the De’Marios had to meet because that was a breach of contract!” She speaks.I get everything about the dark secret and the urgency for the two families to meet, and I can also understand that tabgle. But breach of contract? What was all about that?“Breach…” I throw Adam a glare to ask for clarity, but he seems clueless and lost like I am, so I decide to ease both our curiosities. “Breach of contract? What contract?”“Yes,” she says, throwing Adam a glance, and she speaks, looking at him as if the words were only meant for him. Wasn’t I the one who asked the damn question here? “Our families, the De’Leon’s and the Adriano’s, after settling for compensation and agreeing to bury all that had happened, signed a
“Hey! I am harmless, you know!” The lady, Lina, speaks, and she even has the bravery to smile at me while my hand freely retreats from the mission of shaking her hand.She had no choice but to drop hers in letdown.She is harmless.The woman that supposedly Adam raped years ago is smiling right in my face, and I should not be worried. She is harmless. Harmless, huh?What is this?Why did she come here?“I know who you are,” I murmur, hoping that we don’t have a problem here, but how stupid of me to think, no, to actually hope for that? Why would he come here if there wasn’t fire in the mountain? “Wha…what are you doing here?” I ask.As Adam composes himself and approaches, his trembling hand clasping my waist reveals the struggle within him. It's not merely a physical tremor, but a manifestation of the turmoil in his soul. I sense the weight of his past bearing down on him, an unwelcome guest crashing into the delicate balance he's been striving to maintain.In his touch, I feel the e
The chirping of the early morning birds calls me out of my peaceful sleep. I peel my eyes, and they almost impair with a striking, sharp pain as they collide with the savage rays of the morning sun. I shut them for a minute, but when I don’t feel those strong arms around me, I peel them open in a flash, turning around. Empty space! That explains why the widow's curtains are open, permeating the savage sunrays. He woke up before me. That has never been him. I always wake up enveloped in his arms every single day of the six months that we have been together. What changed? Is it because of that question from last night? This marriage issue? After he asked me that, and after I failed to come up with a straight answer, I just laid my head on his chest and snuggled into his warm embrace. He understood the memo, which meant I was not ready for that kind of conversation. And he respected it, just like he has always done. He pulled me closer and tighter, and we drifted off to sleep. Did I
“Goodnight, mommy,” Angel says after I tuck her to bed, or rather, we tuck her to bed. Me and Adam. She turns to him and says disrespectfully, "Goodnight, Uncle Adam. You two are the best." Some“Alright. Goodnight princess. Have sweet dreams, and your mommy and I love you so very much,” Adam says, kissing her on the forehead before standing up as the sweet little girl closes her eyes.My sweet little angel. My gift is straight from heaven. What can I give God to thank him for bringing her into my life? She is my pride! My joy.“Shall we?” Adam asks, holding my hand, and I don’t waste time. I follow him behind, leaving Lyana’s room as we stroll across to his master's room. Or just simply, our room. This has become our room, just as his house has become my house. We are better off being called a family. A married couple. Because this is what all this depicts. I forgot about my house a long time ago. All that is left is for me to pick up my belongings and settle here for good. Yes, here
Ayana's anger flared, fueled by the woman's bitter accusations. "What I meant was," she retorted, her voice trembling with fury, "I did not know that Robert had a wife. And no, I have never entertained this fool ever since he came back from nowhere, and I never will. For me, he is nothing but some fresh vomit that I can never take back, no matter what."Her words cut through the tension like a knife, carrying a raw honesty that left no room for doubt. Ayana's resolve was unwavering as she stood her ground, refusing to let the woman's scornful words diminish her self-worth."And as you said," Ayana continued, her voice rising with conviction, "I am with my man. A man worth being called a man, and not some trash!"With each word, Ayana reclaimed her power, asserting her worth and dignity in the face of adversity. She refused to be defined by the actions of others, standing tall in her truth and righteousness.Robert's once confident demeanor faltered as Ayana's words pierced through his
All eyes turned towards the unexpected newcomer, a tired and heavily pregnant woman standing before them. Ayana's heart skipped a beat as she took in the sight—the woman's weary expression, the telltale swell of her abdomen—indicating she was carrying a child.As confusion clouded Ayana's mind, she searched for answers in the woman's gaze. There was a sense of familiarity—a haunting resemblance to Robert—that sent a chill down Ayana's spine. Could this woman be Robert's wife?What puzzled her was why Robert had suddenly reappeared after six years, pursuing her and their daughter, especially if he had a wife—a pregnant wife, no less.The revelation left Ayana grappling with a myriad of emotions—bewilderment, frustration, and a gnawing sense of unease. She couldn't comprehend why Robert would resurface after all this time, stirring up chaos and turmoil in their lives.The realization hit Ayana like a ton of bricks, her mind reeling at the implications. If this woman was indeed Robert's