Misha and her boyfriend had an agreement that something would happen between them in bed in exchange for his agreement to elope with her. Before that, they decided to go to a bar and get drunk so their first experience in bed would be wild. Misha returned to the hotel first, claiming her boyfriend wasn’t drunk enough yet. In an unexpected turn of events, Misha entered the wrong hotel room. She woke up to the sensation of a hard, long object thrusting in and out of her womanhood. She didn’t protest, as she immediately remembered their agreement. But she didn’t expect a warm fluid to be released inside her, which made her angry because that wasn’t part of the deal. Suddenly, the lights turned on. Misha’s eyes widened in shock when she saw that the person in bed with her wasn’t her boyfriend—it was her godfather, Everett. Misha’s world seemed to crumble in shame. But why was she staring so intently at her godfather’s bare, naked body? W-why did she suddenly bite her lower lip?
View MoreMisha’s POVEverett and I stopped by a flower shop—a stunningly beautiful one. It seemed like the kind of place where only the wealthy buy flowers. I’d never been to such a fancy shop before. He bought flowers for us to bring to his parents’ graves. Afterward, we also purchased candles and snacks to eat while we were there. He bought pizza and milk tea.“Is this pizza okay with you, or do you want something else?” he asked.When we arrived at the cemetery, he carefully placed the flowers in the middle of his mom and dad’s gravestones. Then he lit the candles, which were, unsurprisingly, luxurious. When he lit them, the smoke that came out was fragrant. Earlier, I was shocked when I found out how much they cost—thousands of pesos for candles! The way rich people spend money really blows my mind.“Mom, Dad, I’m here again. I brought Misha with me this time—she’s my goddaughter,” Everett said, making me laugh. “Dad, she’s the one who became my goddaughter because of you,” he added.Hones
Misha’s POVThat morning, I woke up to the sound of soft breathing and the warmth of someone beside me. My eyes fluttered open, and I realized that I had somehow ended up with my arm draped over him. I wasn’t sure how it happened—I didn’t think I moved much in my sleep—but here I was, snuggled against him as if it were the most natural thing in the world.The first thing I noticed was his scent, a mix of soap and something uniquely him. It was comforting, almost intoxicating. My gaze traveled to his face, relaxed in sleep, his lashes casting faint shadows over his cheeks. He looked so peaceful, and for a moment, I didn’t want to move or make a sound, afraid of disturbing this perfect view.I couldn’t help but smile. I didn’t think mornings could feel this magical. The sunlight streamed through the curtains, bathing the room in a golden glow that made everything seem softer, gentler. I stayed still, listening to the steady rhythm of his breathing. My heart swelled with a quiet kind of
Misha’s POVHere I am, lying in the bathtub full of bubbles while sipping tea. The liquid soap I used smells amazing. It's really different when you're wealthy—everything they have is top-notch and high-quality. Yummy Godfather is still in the living room, watching a series. I told him I'd take a bath since I might end up sleeping here. I just want to spend the night with him. But if he doesn’t allow it, that’s fine; I’ll just go home. What matters is that I accomplished my mission of taking care of him.After bathing, I prepared dinner. He said he wanted soup, so I made chicken tinola. It’s perfect for someone who’s sick. I know he hasn’t tried it before, so I decided to cook it for him.“What kind of dish is that?” he asked, pointing at the tinola I served when I set it on the table.“It’s good for sick people. Go ahead, try it—it’s delicious,” I said as I poured water into his glass.He scooped some soup and chicken into his bowl and tasted it. While he did that, I watched him inte
Misha’s POVWhen I woke up, my yummy godfather was no longer beside me. My eyes were still heavy with sleep as I glanced around the room. Not even a shadow of Everett was in sight, so I decided to get up. Sitting on the bed, I stretched and yawned. I had slept so well.I checked the time and realized it was almost four in the afternoon. I’d missed lunch—and so had my patient. I stood up and left the room.Outside, I heard sounds of cooking coming from the kitchen. I walked over and found Everett cooking.“Hey, why are you doing that? You’re still sick,” I scolded him as I approached.“I’m feeling a bit better now. I was hungry since we missed lunch, so I thought I’d cook something,” he replied, but I still took the spatula from him.“Everett, you’ll make yourself worse. You should’ve woken me up.” I took over what he was cooking. It looked like pork adobo, which I was familiar with.“Well, you looked so peaceful sleeping. I wanted to wake you, but I couldn’t bring myself to. Besides,
Misha's POVI opened the door and faced Maddison. I could see the shock on her face when she saw me."Who the hell are you?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. First meeting, and she already gave me an attitude. Damn, she’s gorgeous up close. Her face is envy-inducing. I can’t compete with this woman. My confidence drops whenever she’s around.“I think I should be the one asking that. Who are you, and what do you need?” I asked, even though I already knew who she was. I couldn’t help but address her formally.“I’m Maddison, his friend. Where’s Everett? We’re leaving; we’re going to visit a friend of ours,” she said, her face still full of sass. She’s a walking English-era diva, making me feel even more out of her league, as if she’s high-class, and I’m not.“Sorry, Miss Maddison, but Everett isn’t accepting visitors right now. He’s down with a fever, so maybe another day,” I replied, and her jaw dropped.“Really? Oh no, is he okay? How is he?” she asked, suddenly looking concerned. She tr
Misha’s POVGodfather Everett called me to go to his condo. He said he couldn’t pick me up because he wasn’t feeling well today. I didn’t know why he wanted me to go there since he didn’t give me any reason. I just got ready and headed over. I already knew his condo number, so I didn’t need to stop at the front desk. Yummy Godfather had already informed his staff about my arrival.When I arrived at the hotel, I went straight to the elevator and pressed the button for the 40th floor, where his condo is. I could tell it was a presidential suite.As the elevator doors opened, I walked down the hallway. His condo was at the end, so I had quite a long walk ahead. I passed by some staff along the way. They were polite and smiled warmly at visitors. And honestly, there didn’t seem to be a single unattractive staff member here. They were all gorgeous and handsome.The Tani family is truly extraordinary. They own so many businesses, and they all rake in massive profits. Now, I’m sure this hote
Everett’s POV“What’s the update on your godchild?” Garil asked. We’re currently at the opening of our new hotel resort here in Batangas.“Everything’s fine. I’m just waiting for her to get pregnant,” I replied while keeping my eyes on my aunt and uncle, who were busy entertaining our VIP guests. They were really soaking it in, acting as if they were the ones running all the family’s businesses and managing the wealth. They were clearly enjoying the spotlight while I haven’t taken full control of everything yet.For now, I let them have their moment. I know that eventually, everything will fall into my hands. It’s non-negotiable—everything truly belongs to me. I just don’t understand why my father had to make things so complicated. He knows his brother is greedy when it comes to wealth, yet he entrusted him with everything while I haven’t fulfilled his final wish. Maybe he did this deliberately to push me to act because he knows I detest his brother. I’ve always despised Uncle Gerald.
Misha's POVI’m standing in front of the big mirror in my room, staring at my reflection. I’m trying to see if I can even compete with that woman. Ever since I saw her yesterday at the birthday party, I haven’t been able to get her words out of my head. I won’t let her take my yummy Godfather away. No way!I walked back to my bed, picked up my phone, and called Godfather Everett. I needed to see him right away.“Oh, you called?”He answered so quickly. He sounded surprised. I could hear voices in the background.“Don’t we have plans? I want to get out of the house,” I said immediately. For all I know, that beautiful woman from yesterday might already be hanging around him. It’s better if I’m the one who gets to him first. I felt a bit shameless asking him out like this, but I didn’t care.“Misha, sorry, I’m in a meeting right now. I’m at work, so let’s talk later, okay?” he said before hanging up abruptly, not even waiting for my response.I placed my phone on the bed and left my room
Misha’s POVThe party had started. Just like the birthday celebrant, the program was weird. It was boring—just singing performances, and even those were all old songs. There was nothing special. If there was, it would only be the food and the giveaways. Most of the guests seemed sleepy. So, some of them decided to create their own moments to enjoy. There was a group at one table constantly taking pictures. I’ll admit, most of them looked better now. Well, plastic surgery is trendy these days. My former classmates clearly have money now. Those flat noses from before are now pointed. Some who used to be dark-skinned are now so fair, as if they’re drinking glutathione daily. And those who were nerdy back in the day? They’ve suddenly become hot.At our table, we were quiet, simply observing what our former classmates were doing. But after some wine, a few of them started becoming chatty."Hey, Misha, how have you been? I heard you’re filthy rich now," Trixie asked. She was the school bitc
Everett’s POVNervous and restless, I waited in the hotel room for the unknown woman I was supposed to sleep with tonight. I genuinely dislike this kind of behavior. I don’t like having casual sex with strangers. But because I need my inheritance, I have to do this. I need a child and a wife as soon as possible.Honestly, I’m still grieving my father’s death. He passed away at such an inconvenient time. Just as I was beginning to enjoy my bachelorhood, he died. But it seems fate wants this to happen. It wants me to have a wife and child early. I’m not the type of man who often cheats on women. In fact, I’m respectful towards women, especially when I love them.Whoever this woman Garil found for me to impregnate and marry, so be it. He said she’s kind and beautiful, single and a virgin, so it doesn’t seem too bad. All I really want is a kind wife. Even if she’s not beautiful. Nowadays, it’s better to have a life partner with a good heart.As I closed the shower, I heard the door close ...
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