(Sky’s POV)Angela’s round eyes blinked as my palm covered her mouth, stopping her from screaming.“Don’t dare scream again, Angela. Olivia’s room is just next to mine,” I warned her. At first, I thought she pressed her lips to suppress herself from screaming, but I was wrong. She was trying to stop herself from laughing.I moved away from her but remained kneeling so my head would not bump the shelf of the cabinet. When I glanced at her, Angela was biting her bottom lip, and her face was so red, causing me to think all the red spots on her face had melted.“What now?” I hissed, wondering why my body was feeling hot.She swallowed hard and forced a chuckle as she puckered her lips, pointing at my shaft. We were in an awkward position, finding myself kneeling in between her legs, and my member was not even ashamed of getting hard in front of her.“Please, Sky, get out. Your manhood is tickling me,” she said, closing one eye and pressing her lips, and this time, she was avoiding laughin
(Anj’s POV)“Angela!”My eyes suddenly opened when I heard Sister Grace calling my name, but when I stared at the elegant design of the ceiling, I realized I was only dreaming. I yawned, trying to remember how I got here in the bed, but as soon as I felt Sky moving, rolling to the other side, facing away from me, the memory of last night flooded my thoughts in an instant. My mouth gaped open, but before I could scream, my hand flew, covering my mouth and slowly climbing down the bed. I walked quietly and carefully tiptoed on the carpeted floor as I picked up my clothes and underwear.Cursing under my breath, I promise I will never ever taste a drop of alcohol in my life and crawl back to the closet room when I catch a glimpse of him moving again in the bed. It was supposed to be just one glass of margarita, but after I added more ingredients, experimenting with making a new taste for the ladies’ drinks, the two of us became like crazy wolves indulging ourselves in our desires.It wa
(Anj’s POV)“What are you doing?”I turned around, wiping sweat on my forehead as I smiled at Olivia. She was at the bottom of the stairs already, looking adorable in her pink dress while holding her teddy bear.“Cleaning,” I answered as I continued mopping the floor. I was too angry at Sky that I needed to divert my attention to something else, and this is one of the things I do when I feel stressed, confused, or angry. Clean.“But you’re not a servant here,” she said, walking to the living room and sitting on the couch.I nodded and smiled at her. “When you grow up, you’ll understand,” I said, but it was a lie. Some questions will remain unanswered, or no one would dare answer.“I don’t want to grow up,” she sat down on the last step, propped her elbows on her lap, and cupped her angelic face.“Me, too, but I can’t stop growing,” I winked at her.She giggled. “My nanny said she saw you without red spots on your face, Angela.”I raised my eyebrows and waited for the next words she wo
(Anj’s POV)I didn’t need to spell it out.No one is supposed to know I am the wife, so I have to take off the wedding ring on my finger and sit in the passenger side, in front of the car. As much as Frank wanted to open the door for me, I shook my head and plopped myself in, so he was forced to walk to the back to open the passenger door at the back for Sky.When Sky got in, I fastened my seatbelt, leaned my head on the car’s backrest, closed my eyes, and pretended to sleep on our way to the hospital. I could not believe I would have to feel this way. I am not supposed to feel hurt. I should not get sad, but with him around, my heart seemed to have a mind of its own, torturing my brain, making it remember everything, the way how he looked at Lalaine or how he held and kissed her.Before I could stop, I found myself sobbing in pain. I pressed my lips tighter and covered my mouth, not wanting him to hear or see me crying, but it was too late.“Frank, stop the car,” Sky said in a stern
(Anj’s POV)“I want to give my son a lesson, and if you decide to stay married to Sky for a year, I will support you and your family, give you everything you want,” Steve Mars said.“Tempting,” I smiled, wanting to tell him I was not born yesterday to fall into the pit of his great offer. Staying married to his son without love or even desire, except when we were drunk, was like digging my own grave to make my life miserable. “Just five things.” It was almost a whisper when I said it.Steve crossed his arms to his chest and narrowed his eyes on me as he pursed his lips, creasing his forehead as he thought.“Did you know that the quilt is important to my family?” he asked, and when I nodded, he continued, “My grandmother made it herself when Sky was born,” he informed me.“Yes, I know. Sky told me,” I smiled sheepishly at him. “As I said, I’m an orphan, and when my mother found me in a carton box, there was nothing to identify my family or me. Let’s just say I had a thing for some sort
(Anj’s POV)“Who are you to decide alone?” Sky asked, surprising me.I rolled my eyes at him. “After what you did to me, you’re asking me that question? I would have signed the divorce papers if your lawyer had the papers ready.” I sneered at him, and I could feel my nostrils flaring in anger as I remembered how he asked me to get out of the car.He squinted his eyes at me like he was ready to attack me, but the heavy sigh from his father stopped us both, returning us to the reality that he was in the hospital because of us.“I’m tired,” Steve complained. “Bring Angela home, Sky. Make sure you stop the car at our driveway before asking her to get out.”“Dad, do you need anything?” Sky asked, changing 360 degrees as he talked to his father.He shook his head, pinning his eyes at Sky and staring at him like he wanted to tell him something.“Dad,” Sky sighed, sounding tired and in pain, leaving me wondering as I glanced at him. “Just please tell me what you need.”“I know your heart, son
(Sky’s POV)I am not evil, but when I heard Angela sobbing in the car, waves of guilt hit me like a tsunami. We may not love each other, but it was only when I heard her cry that I realized I should not have acted like a lunatic cheater in front of her.Lalaine went back, and it was the only thing that mattered to me at that moment.I was so mad at myself that I asked Frank to stop the car and told her to get out, and it was too late for me to stop her. Frank could only look at me from the rearview mirror, but he did not say anything as he drove to the hospital.If only she knew how worried I was while waiting for her. I heaved a sigh of relief when I saw her with Dr. Greene, but again my conscience was screaming in my mind when I saw her wiping her sweats on her forehead and looking tired from walking.“What did you ask from my father?” I asked her, pretending to be angry, but deep inside me, I was worried Dad did not treat her right like me. It will be too much for her, and I hate m
(Sky’s POV)Dad constantly reminded me to hold my anger, and Catherine and Elenita, who had served in my family for a long time, were my witnesses to how well I was doing in that area. He told me once that I must be able to think clearly despite how difficult the situation is not to make a wrong decision for the company and myself.Perhaps the reason why I was furious at Angela right now is that she was right. Although flirting was not even the right word but cheating. I could see that she was too angry with me that she stood up, ready to leave again like it was her habit of escaping from me. I held her hand, pulled her to me, and sat her on my lap.I wanted to hurt her and gripped her hand tighter, but when our eyes met, I drowned in the beauty of her brown eyes. My hand grazed her right arm, glided upward, and as I reached her nape, I pulled her closer to my face, crushed my mouth to her parted lips, and indulged myself in exploring her mouth, teasing her tongue to duel with mine.W