(Anj’s POV)“Do you love me, Sky?”I repeated the question louder this time, and if I relied on what I felt for him right now, I would settle even for a vague answer.“No.” He uttered the word so clearly that it seemed to echo the open sea.Although I expected this already, his one-word answer was sharper than a knife, shattering my heart into million pieces. My tears rolled down my cheeks before I could turn my back on him. A broken heart is overrated because what is a broken heart compared to what I am feeling right now.“Angela, listen to me,” When I didn’t turn back, he grabbed my upper arm, turning me and pulling me to him. “I love Lalaine,” he whispered as he pressed his forehead into mine.“I’m not asking if you love her, Sky.” Because I know, I wanted to say, but I didn’t. “I am asking if you love me?”“I don’t want to be unfair to you, Anj. I already snatched your future, killed your dreams, and made you unhappy,” He uttered in a sad voice.“Then make me happy!” I screamed, p
(Anj’s POV)The pain in my chest was melting away, and the throbbing on my foot was forgotten as soon as Sky went on top of me and molded his lips to mine. His tongue parted my lips, and as he taunted mine, I moaned, allowing my tongue to play with him. My hands curled in his head, gripping his hair as he left my mouth, his lips tracing and nipping my neck toward my ear.“Ending our relationship with a blast, Sky?” I murmured, gasping as he bit my earlobe and licked me like sweet ice cream on a summer day.“Yes,” His raspy and sexy voice answered as his fingers trailed along my stomach down to my inner thigh. “I’m so mad at you right now, Anj,” he whispered in my ear, but his fingers were creating magic, making me float that I gasped, letting a small moan escape my mouth as he touched through the fabric of my bikini. “What did…” I sucked for little air. “I do to you?” I managed to ask despite his fingers working under the fabric. “Aah!” I gasped when he pushed his fingers inside my w
(Sky’s POV) It was the thud and a brief cry that woke me up. When I opened my eyes, I saw Angela on the floor. My brain was not functioning fully yet, but when I saw her crawling and reaching for something, all my senses woke up. “Angela, are you hurt? Are you okay?” I panicked, climbing down from the bed to get and carry her back on the bed. “This stupid foot woke me up,” she said, hissing. I checked on it, and I could understand her pain because it was swelling. “Wait here,” I went to the bathroom and took my purse and bottled water. “Take this,” I gave her a pain reliever, and I was just glad Angela took it in her mouth without throwing a fit. “You should have woken me up.” Instead of answering, she put the bottled water on the side table and snuggled closer to me, resting her head on my chest and her arm on my waist. “Why were you crawling?” I asked curiously, tilting my head to look at her face. “You threw my top far from my bikini,” she craned her neck and chuckled. “Sorry
(Sky’s POV)How to be a super parent when you want to sleep more?I wanted to wear sunglasses as the sun’s rays hurt my head, but I chose not to because if I did, I would fall asleep. I had to pretend I was okay as I volunteered to watch for the kids and Nitro while they played in the sand. I could not believe Finn added a new baby to Anj’s life when she could hardly find time for herself, but maybe Finn was also smitten with the kids.Angela was with us, sleeping on the chaise lounge; her swollen foot saved me from steering a sailboat since I had promised the children last night that if they behaved, we would sail today. I thought there was no hangover, but the Tequila, the game, the accident, our hunger in bed, that scene in the hallway, and my kids fully charged was never a good mix. I wish I could tell Angela to scoot over and lie down beside her.One of the servants found the possible culprit on the shore, and when I showed it to the children and told them their mom stepped on it
(Sky’s POV)“Pfft! Pilot,” Angela teased me as I left the cockpit.I sneered, walking toward her on the couch. “Tease me all you want, but I’m not flying this plane with a hangover.” Not ever when my children are inside the plane.After last night, nothing from my plan A to B happened. I had to call my pilot to fly us back to the city, and we had to leave earlier because her swollen foot worried me. Leyanne and Lyra Helene were sitting and reading a book about sea urchins, the one I asked Gen to buy to bring for the kids. Selene was just with her Mommy, lying on top of her mother with her tiny arms around Angela’s neck.“What’s with her?” I asked worriedly.She shrugged and tilted her head to see our youngest daughter’s face. Selene was not interested in doing anything, not even reading a book with her sisters. She just wanted to be in her mother’s arms.Before sitting, I kicked Anya’s seat, causing her to get up and pull up the eye mask on her face. She scowled at me. “Wait until th
(Anj’s POV)“On business…”My eyes flickered on the TV when it flashed a familiar face that even my children stopped playing with Nitro on the floor. Our old television did not do justice to giving my children a clear picture of their father, whom we had not seen for almost two weeks. Yet, their faces lit with joy upon seeing his face, and they all focused on the screen.He called once, but I let Leyanne answer the phone, and with three girls to talk to before I had my chance to hold my cellphone, he had to say goodbye because his meeting was about to start. He promised to call again, but he never did.When the screen flashed a video of Sky, catching him walking and talking sweetly with Lalaine, although it was a few seconds video, three pairs of eyes widened and looked at me. Dylan rose to his feet; not bothering to take the remote control on the center table, he pressed the power button and turned off the TV.“Daddy’s busy,” Dylan hissed as he walked back to the single sofa.I gave
(Anj’s POV)Dylan deepened his kiss, taunting my tongue to play with him. It was challenging to make my brain stop thinking so many things despite the passion and fire of his kisses. I did not resist when he pulled me to sit on his lap, wishing to shut down my brain even for a few minutes to enjoy this moment. When I kissed him back and curled my fingers in his hair, he just lost himself to me that his hand grazed the skin of my shoulder, sliding slowly to the hem of my shirt, groping his hand underneath my clothes.But before he could reach the cup of my bra, I caught his hand, and I couldn’t believe I was gripping his wrist so much just to stop him. I was out of breath when I pulled away from him.“We’re here to talk, not to -” My heart hammered in my chest when I heard footsteps.Anya!I stood up quickly and ran inside, and I was right; Anya was there, pacing and panicking around the kitchen and not knowing what to do.She raised her hands in the air. “I… I d-didn’t see a thing.
(Anj’s POV)“Negative! Negative! Negative!” Anya chimed in as she kissed the girls on the head.Dylan glanced at her as he stood up and gave her a glass of milk.Anya raised her eyebrows and looked at him. “You know I’m a coffee person, Dylan.” She looked at the glass of milk as if Dylan had given him something weird.The girls giggled. “You look funny, Aunt Anya,” Selene said.I smiled, missing this kind of morning where I could hear my girls giggling because their Aunt Anya made them happy or did something funny. “You’re not drinking coffee from now on,” he said as he sat back in his seat and checked on Leyanne’s plate. “Eat your fruits, Leyanne.”“But I don’t like cantaloupe,” She pouted, and before Dylan could encourage her, Lyra Helene picked up the slice from her plate.“I like cantaloupe,” she put it in her mouth and smiled at me.“And I don’t like milk,” Anya said. “You know I’m lactose intolerant, right?” She snarled at him.“It’s lactose-free,” he answered. “End of discus
(Anj’s POV) Two years later… I glanced at Anya as she rubbed her baby bump. She hissed as she continued to touch her belly. “Dylan was so ecstatic about having a boy that I wanted him to carry our baby. This little one seemed to practice taekwondo inside my belly,” she complained. “I’m not sure if he’s practicing for the Olympics too early.” I chuckled, looking at my girls as they listened to Olivia playing the violin in the pavilion, and then my eyes went back to the three children playing on the sand. “Dayana!” yelled Anya at her daughter, startling me. “Good lord, don’t eat that!” “Relax, Anya. She was only smelling the shell,” I laughed. “Cloud, Rain,” I called my boys, shaking my head at my twins. They giggled and stood up, walking toward their sisters, leaving Dayana as she continued to play with sand. It has become our tradition to visit the Angela Island every year. Although this year was different without Steve, leaving us all last year just before his birthday. “I onl
(Sky’s POV)“I want to marry the Mighty Sky,” I remembered Angela saying dreamily.I looked at Frank, and as he smiled, I recalled telling him that night, ‘I’ll marry this lovely angel today.’“Are you ready?” Father Jesse asked, his eyes wandering at the small chapel I asked to build for this celebration before looking at me.I turned my gaze to him. “Yes, but Father Jesse, I have a question.” Not giving him a chance to talk, I asked him, “I came to you and asked for Angela, but you said you didn’t know her.”He chuckled softly. “You were looking for an Angela with red spots on her face, and you were describing her to me as if she was ugly. I didn’t know any ugly Angela. I only realized she was the same person you were looking for when I opened the envelope.”“My bad,” I smiled nervously, and Father Jesse patted me on my shoulder before entering the chapel.Olivia sat in front of the piano organ and began playing. The wedding organizer smiled at me, giving us the cue, and I walked on
(Anj’s POV)“Aren’t you scared of being on the plane with me?” Sky asked when his new private plane took off.I shook my head.“Then why do you have that long face?” he asked me again, pulling me to him.I placed one arm on his waist and rested my head on his shoulder. I felt him kissing my hair. “I convinced Anya and Dylan to go with us, but I guess she was having difficulty with her pregnancy.”“Have you experienced that with the girls?” he tilted his head to see my face.I craned my neck to look at him. “In my first trimester. It was hell,” I chuckled. “I couldn’t even make my own perfume, but after that, I could study and work again.”He heaved a deep sigh. “I should have been there. You shouldn’t have carried them alone.”I raised my head and reached for his lips, kissing him. “What would you do? Get one baby and put her inside your belly?” I teased him.“I wonder if men will like that,” he laughed at me, then he pouted, looking so cute. “I’m still mad at you. Why didn’t you want
(Sky’s POV)The luminance of the glow-in-dark stickers in the bedroom still shone vividly when Angela and I collapsed on the bed, panting and catching our breath as I pulled her closer to my body. The thought of dying in the plane crash still made me shiver, and I couldn’t imagine leaving Angela alone, raising our kids, and hating me for the rest of her life for not coming back to her. I kissed her again, not wanting to stop, but I knew she wanted to know what had happened.“I hate you, Sky,” she whispered as her fingers traced my cheeks down to the hollow of my throat. Her hand slid down, stopping her palm on my heart and closing her eyes as if to make sure my heart was still beating. “What happened to you?”“Frank and I didn’t expect it to happen. I was about to enter the cockpit when Leo called and reported someone saw Leonard escaping to Macau. I didn’t need a plane to catch him, so Frank and I got out of the plane but gave my pilot and his co-pilot a go when he asked me if he c
(Anj’s POV)Don’t blink!Don’t disappear!Sky claimed my mouth before I could say his name again. If this were a dream, I would probably hurt anymore who would dare wake me up. It was an intense kiss and hungry as if there was no tomorrow.I could feel the tears rolling on my cheeks, and I cried when Sky stopped kissing me and moved slightly away from me, pressing our foreheads together. It was one long second that I thought my heart had stopped beating again.“I love you, Angela!” He whispered, his lips reaching mine and planting a quick kiss.My mouth opened, hoping to utter words, but no sound came out except my sobs. The mixed emotions stirring in my heart and mind made me dizzy, and all I wanted was to be in his arms. Slowly, I raised my hand, placing my palm on his chest, feeling his beating heart.“Say something, pumpkin,” he sounded begging, but I was more afraid to speak.If only Sky knew the news almost killed me and broke my heart. If he only knew that the days without info
(Anj’s POV)“Angela!”My hand stopped from opening the door, and I turned to the female voice I rarely hear in this place. I saw Jocelyn smiling shyly at me, and behind that curve in her lips, there was tenderness in how she looked at me.“Yes, Jocelyn?” I asked, wondering what she wanted from me.“I wondered if our granddaughters could sleep in our room tonight,” she asked.Our room? My eyebrows raised. With Olivia? With Finn? With Steve?“Steve -” She heaved a deep sigh, blushing like a teenager. “Umm… He wanted to ask if the kids could sleep with us tonight.”“Ah!” I exclaimed, opening the door and finding my children, now in their pajamas, jumping on the bed as Anya read them a book.“Mommy! Mommy!” Lyra Helene called me.“Please, girls, stop jumping. You’re making me dizzy,” I smiled softly at them, stopping at the edge of the bed.The girls stopped jumping and ran to me.“Yes, baby?” I asked, brushing their hair with my fingers, starting with Leyanne, then Selene.“Mommy, Aunt A
(Anj’s POV)The large clusters of clouds had been hiding the beautiful and perfect blue sky for two days now. As I leaned my back facing the garden, I noticed that even the flowers were gloomy about the weather, and sadness loomed in the mansion.Elenita shared with me that it has never been this busy in Mars’ residence except when Freya died. In the kitchen, as she claimed her kingdom, the maids seemed to have never stopped cooking. It was only yesterday when Jocelyn came, hysterical with the news about his son was missing and could be dead somewhere. Steve, though looking tired, remained the strong head here at home, but when he saw his ex-wife, I saw him break into tears for the first time.After seeing Steve cry, I understood what he meant when he told me not to break down because when everyone saw him and Jocelyn crying, it was like looking at the top of the tower falling to the ground. All I wanted was to sit in the corner and wept, wanting to scream for Sky.Finn and Leo have n
(Anj’s POV)“Sky is alive!”It was what I wanted my heart to believe.After Sister Grace left, Aunt Rose came, giving me her warmest hug, and for a while, she cried with me. She sniffed as she moved away from me, her palms on my face as her thumb softly touched my cheeks, wiping the tears.“Have you eaten already?” She asked, and when I shook my head, she forced a chuckle. “I’m not asking you, Angela. I’m asking that little Sky in there,” she took my hand and placed my palm on my belly. “He might be hungry and tired. Or should I say, they might be hungry?”“They?” I released a brief laugh, tears rolling again. “Aunt Rose!”She smirked. “What? You’re a Mars now. You should have known the rumors about them.”“Rumors?” My eyebrows raised at her.Aunt Rose grinned at me. “They were wealthy because someone in the family always produced double. Steve has twin brothers, and you knew he has twins, too, right?” She pursed her lips. “I guess you broke the tradition of producing only two. They s
(Anj’s POV)After giving birth to two babies, the doctor asked me to push again. I remembered glancing at my sun and bright star before nodding to her. She was expecting another girl to come out, but she said it was as if my moon goddess helped me push her brother, but despite that, he still didn’t survive, and Selene almost didn’t make it.When I heard Selene’s first cry, I sobbed, wishing Sky was here. With three babies on top of my chest, I told my children that the sky was almost complete. My heart ached for Cloud, but with three babies, I had to live and wake up. They needed me, and with the thought of me being an orphan, I swore to my children that they would not lose a mother.“Mooommmmyyyyy!” My children wailed, crying as they tried to get into the bedroom. Nina has been stopping them because she thought I needed the time alone.I blinked, and my head turned, following the cry of my girls. My lips curved a sad smile as I opened my arms to them. I saw Nina wiping her tears, ste