Adam nodded, his expression solemn, as he began to speak about his own family dynamics. "Yes, Ayana. Growing up, my relationship with my parents was... complicated, to say the least."Ayana listened intently as Adam shared the painful memories of his upbringing and the distant and strained connection he had with his mother and father. She could sense the lingering wounds of his past, the scars left behind by years of neglect and indifference."My parents were never really present," Adam admitted, his voice tinged with bitterness. "They were always too wrapped up in their own lives, too focused on their careers and social standing, to pay much attention to me. I was more of a trophy than a son, someone they could show off to their friends and colleagues."Ayana's heart went out to Adam as she listened to him speak. She could only imagine how difficult it must have been for him to grow up feeling unseen and unloved by the very people who were supposed to care for him the most."That mus
As Ayana gazed into Adam's eyes, she felt a sense of reassurance wash over her. Despite the complexities of their pasts, they were united in their determination to move forward together and overcome the obstacles that stood in their way."You don't have to apologize, Adam," Ayana said softly, her voice filled with warmth. "This isn't just about me—it's about both of us. We're in this together, remember? And that means sharing our joys, our sorrows, and everything in between."Adam smiled gratefully, his eyes shining with appreciation. "Thank you, Ayana," he said sincerely. "For understanding, for being patient with me.”Patient, huh! She had indeed been so patient that she never thought she would be with anyone in life. Much less him. She was wondering where all the anger that she once felt for the man had evaporated. Where had it gone in a flash of the moment that they had opened to each other?“You are staring again,” Adam remarked.As Adam's words pulled Ayana out of her reverie, s
As Ayana's question lingered in the air, Adam felt a surge of apprehension. He knew he couldn't continue to evade Ayana's inquiries forever and couldn't keep her in the dark about the truth of his life. Yet, revealing the reality of his existence felt like stepping into the unknown, a risk he wasn't sure he was ready to take. "It's... it's complicated," Adam began cautiously, his words measured as he navigated the delicate balance between honesty and secrecy. "I run a company, but it's not something that many people know about. Actually, only I and the person who runs it for me know I am the owner. And now you." Ayana's curiosity was piqued, her aqua eyes fixed on Adam as she leaned in closer, eager for more details. She could sense the hesitation in his voice and the guardedness in his demeanor, and it only fueled her desire to uncover the truth. "A company?" Ayana echoed, her tone laced with intrigue. "I should count myself lucky then, huh?” “You sure should. What kind of company
"Yes, your paintings," Adam reiterated, his expression warm and inviting. "After you kicked my ass out of Robby’s house, I went to your parent’s house and found myself in that place where I first laid my eyes on you. I noticed you had left them behind. I thought it would be best to keep them safe for you. I know those are materials that never lose value.”As Adam's words sank in, Ayana felt a wave of shock wash over her. She hadn't expected Adam to have kept her paintings safe, especially considering the tumultuous nature of their relationship and the pain she had caused him.The realization hit her like a ton of bricks, stirring up a whirlwind of emotions within her. How could she have been so blind? So oblivious to Adam's kindness and compassion, even in the midst of her own turmoil?Ayana couldn't shake the feeling of guilt that gnawed at her insides. She had treated him worse than garbage and had pushed him away time and time again, all in a misguided attempt to protect herself. A
Adam's laughter seemed to dance in the air, weaving a spell around them as he basked in the warmth of Ayana's presence. With a mischievous glint in his eyes, he leaned in closer, his voice a soft whisper that sent shivers down Ayana's spine."You know," he said, his tone low and seductive. "I have a feeling that you'll love what you find at my house. And I'm not just talking about the paintings."Ayana's heart fluttered at the suggestive tone in Adam's voice, her cheeks flushing with a mixture of anticipation and excitement. She couldn't deny the pull she felt toward him—the magnetic attraction that seemed to grow stronger with each passing moment."I... I would love to see your house," Ayana admitted, her voice barely above a whisper as she met Adam's gaze with a mixture of longing and desire. "But I can't make any promises."Adam's smile widened, a playful glint in his eyes as he reached out to gently brush a strand of hair from Ayana's face. His touch sent a jolt of electricity thr
As Ayana sank into the plush cushions of her couch, frustration still simmering within her, she couldn't help but wish fervently that Jerry would just leave her alone. His constant meddling and attempts to control her life were wearing her down, threatening to suffocate her newfound sense of freedom and independence.With a heavy sigh, she leaned back, closing her eyes and trying to push away the memories of their heated exchange. She couldn't let Jerry's negativity dampen her spirits, especially not after the wonderful day she had just experienced with Adam.But even as she tried to focus on the positive, doubts lingered at the back of her mind. What if Jerry was right? What if Adam wasn't who she thought he was? The thought sent a shiver down her spine, and for a moment, she found herself questioning her own judgment.But then she remembered the warmth of Adam's smile, the sincerity in his eyes, and the way he made her feel like she was the only woman in the world. No, she couldn't
As Ayana and her daughter savored the meal they had prepared together, the pleasant atmosphere was suddenly interrupted by the ringing of Ayana's phone. Surprised, she glanced at the screen and saw a new, unfamiliar number flashing across it."Hello? Who is this?" she answered tentatively, trying to mask her surprise."Hey! Is my voice alone enough, or do I still need to introduce myself?" Adam's smooth voice greeted her from the other end of the line. "I hope I'm not interrupting anything."Ayana's brows furrowed in confusion. Then her stomach churned, perhaps rejecting what she was eating. "Adam?” She called in bemusement.“The one and only,” he responded.She cleared her throat, fixing her voice and some nothingness in her camisole. A teenager would have conducted herself better than she did at that moment. I mean, she was becoming restless over a mere phone call. someone who could not see her at the moment. “How did you get my number?” She asked, and from wherever she had gotten i
As Lyana handed the phone back to her, Ayana couldn't help but feel a sense of warmth and gratitude for the connection she shared with Adam and the way he had effortlessly endeared himself to her daughter.“Alright. I will meet you in your room in a minute, sweetheart, okay?” Ayana said.“Sure, Mommy,” she said, kissing her mother’s cheek and running upstairs.Ayana took the phone back to her ear with a smile. She said, “Someone is getting attached to my child so much, huh! Should I be worried?”Adam chuckled. “I swear I would steal her away from you if I could.” He said it seriously.“Okay. I am getting confused here. Are you seriously this deep into her?” Ayana asked.“I don’t know how deep. I think of her like she has been a part of me somewhere in this life. I can’t even explain it.” Adam said.Ayana couldn't help but feel a mix of amusement and bewilderment at Adam's words. It was both endearing and slightly unnerving to hear him express such deep affection for her daughter."Wel
“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