“MAY I have your attention, please?” he said loudly to capture everyone’s attention at the dinner table. The guests fell silent, and all eyes turned back to him. He smiled at them. His mother, however, looked confused as he stood up, holding a small box.
“Oh my! I think I know what’s in there, Big Brother! Let me guess—” Andy, his little sister with chubby cheeks, seemed determined to spoil his surprise. In the past, she had been thin, but now she has gained weight rapidly, giving her cheeks an adorable plumpness, leading him to tease her by calling her ‘Chabita.’
“Stop will you, Chabita!” he cut her off, shooting her a side look. She had a habit of getting him into trouble with Laura.
“Andy, let him speak first. Alright?” his father said, winking at him. That was one thing he loved about his dad—he was always supportive.
“Hmp!” Andy pouted her lips and gave him a side look, which made him smile. Everyone chuckled at her action.
He turned back to Laura, who was a bit puzzled while glancing at the box he was holding.
The people at the table teased them as he kneeled before her. This was it. No turning back. He was grateful that the people around him were giving him courage.
He took a deep breath before speaking, gently holding Laura’s hand and kissing it. He smiled when he heard her gasp and then began to express his thoughts.
“I know it’s not the right time, my love, because you are still studying, but I can’t take it anymore. I can’t wait any longer, Laura. Really. It’s unbearable to see other men near you,” he paused. “You are so dear to me. That's obvious, right? I want you as my wife.” His voice shook with nerves as he continued, “I promise to give you everything—just say you’ll marry me.” He looked at her, waiting for her response, though she still seemed confused and didn't know how to answer, which made him anxious.
“Marry me, please? My Laura? Please?” he said, opening the box to reveal the ring inside, which sparkled and made the guest amazed and stunned. It was a marquise diamond ring he had bought in the U.S.
Laura seemed taken aback, at a loss for words, which made him even more nervous. She glanced at him briefly and looked at his parents and the others around them. Everyone was smiling, except his mother, who looked worried, perhaps feeling pity for him.
He knew it was a long shot, but this was his only way for now. He couldn't let another man win her.
“Astin,” Laura said, looking right at him.
Was that it? Nothing more to say?
It seemed like it would lead to nothing. He was about to stand up when she held him back.
She closed her eyes, then looked at him with a blank expression. “Yes, Astin. I’ll go along with your wishes,” she said, her response sounding forced, lacking any sincerity. But for him, her agreement was what mattered.
They looked at his mother, who spoke up.
“Laura, my dear, you don’t have to force yourself with Astin. Didn’t I always tell you not to feel pressured by him? You know my son is often impulsive. If this is about us letting you live with us and supporting your studies, it was just help, okay? I consider you my third child. You don’t have to accept my son’s proposal,” his mother said.
“Ma—” He was about to respond, but she cut him off.
“Stop this nonsense, Astin! Marriage isn’t something you can take lightly.”
“It’s okay, Tita. I’ll marry Astin. I accept your son. He’s not hard to love,” Laura said seriously to his mother.
Hearing this, he hugged her and quickly kissed her on the lips. The guests around them gave applause as they clapped their hands.
His mother liked Laura for him but often reminded him that he might end up hurt. She knew Laura didn’t have any special feelings for him.
“If that’s what you want, my dear, then so be it. My son may be persistent, but I know he’s been devoted to you since then. He will never hurt you, Laura. The Hernandez's, when they say they love you, it’s true—no lies. That’s proven,” she said, then looked at his father, who smiled warmly at her.
“Welcome to the family Hernandez, Laura,” his mother said, hugging her tightly afterwards. She smiled at him and said, "Congratulations, son, your persistence finally paid off!” She laughed, filling the dining area with laughter.
He quickly slipped the ring onto Laura's finger. He hadn’t expected her to say yes. He didn’t care if it was out of gratitude. What mattered was that she would marry him, not the man named Gael.
Meanwhile, Laura forced a smile as Astin held her hand.
She couldn’t believe he’d propose in front of so many people. She suspected that he knew about her boyfriend, Gael.
After dinner, some guests, led by Astin’s father, Tito Kent, decided to have drinks by the pool for a "double celebration.” Now, they were by the pool with Astin’s entire family, joined by his father’s friends.
Laura sighed, feeling sorry for herself. Wrapped up in what Astin had done, she couldn't help but feel sad. As a result, she just went along with it. It seemed that everyone around them was having such a good time, especially the Hernandez couple. Perhaps this is the price she and her father had to repay their debts to the Hernandez family.
She had many wishes in life. She wished her mom were still alive, that her dad was with her, that their lives would return to what they once were, and that she wasn’t in this complicated situation now.
Actually, it wasn’t hard to love Astin. He was kind, though a bit pushy. In terms of looks, he was handsome. When she was a child, she had been infatuated with him, but he was too cocky, which turned her off. She grew tired of him because he always flaunted his good looks. He might as well have been a member of the ‘GGSS Club’—gwapong-gwapo sa sarili (too confident in his looks).
Astin had a tan skin tone that suited him well. In terms of fitness, he could rival models with his flat, toned stomach, as he frequently hit the gym. His thick eyebrows matched his captivating eyes and naturally red lips.
Many women fanned over him, but he paid no attention. He had fans who cheered for him whenever he was on the court, always flirting with the female audience as a former varsity player. He’d even been approached by modelling agencies, but he wasn’t interested.
Now, his secretaries were regularly dismissed for showing interest, trying to win his favor. The entire company knew his mother was a former secretary of his father. That is why they likely hoped for a chance to get close to him. Currently, his secretary reports to his personal assistant, Romel, rather than directly to him, to avoid them.
She jumped as her phone vibrated in her pocket again. It had been buzzing multiple times, but she hadn’t checked it.
She was sure it was Gael. She wasn’t sure how to tell her boyfriend. She loved Gael, and he knew she felt no special affection for Astin, considering him more like a brother. But he might not understand why she’d agreed to Astin’s proposal. She had to figure something out.
She wanted to have a serious conversation with Astin about her relationship with Gael but was waiting for the right moment, as he was currently drinking. She planned to ask him to call off the wedding.
When Astin escorted her to her room, she confronted him seriously in her bedroom.
“Why did you do that, Astin? I know you know I only agreed because I didn’t want to embarrass you or your parents,” she said seriously.
“I know, Laura. But it was the only way to make you mine. I know I’m selfish, but I can’t stand seeing you with that man! Damn it! Don’t you understand? Can’t you love me? Didn’t I say you were mine?” He said, his voice trembling with anger.
She felt frustrated by his words and raised her voice.
“You have no right to claim me, Astin. I don’t love you! I love Gael. So you should wake up and realise we can’t get married. Gael and I are about to celebrate our first anniversary—”
Astin’s handsome face darkened, and she stopped speaking, noticing his shock. Yes, her anniversary with her boyfriend was approaching.
Then anger replaced his surprise. He quickly moved closer to her and roughly pulled her into his arms. She could see the fury in his eyes. He tightened his grip on her waist, making her feel his rapid breathing. She could even smell his breath, which, despite the alcohol, still smelt fresh.
“Let go of me, Astin! You’re hurting me! Let me go! I told you, I don’t want to marry you!” She shouted, trying to break free from his embrace.
But her eyes widened when he kissed her aggressively. She could tell he was furious from how he claimed her lips. She didn’t like it, so she kept resisting. His kiss grew more intense as time passed, but a part of her body wanted to respond to it.
Astin’s kiss softened, making her want to close her eyes and respond. His hands roamed over her back and down to her lower body. She felt an electric sensation coursing through her. The room was cold, but she felt warm because of his intoxicating kiss. Whether she wanted to admit it or not, her body seemed to enjoy what he was doing to her now.
She couldn’t quite understand why she was starting to like the way he kissed and touched her. It had started when he kissed her on her birthday, and she felt the same way now—but she didn’t want to admit it to herself until now. She was confused; this feeling was unfamiliar, but a part of her even wanted more to happen between them.
Before she could fully give in to the strange sensation spreading through her, she bit his lip, forcing him to let go. The spot she bit started bleeding, and he touched his lips, wiping away the blood with his fingers before looking at it.
She felt a pang of guilt upon seeing his wince.
But then he let out a bitter laugh, making her feel annoyed all over again.
“You’re mine, Laura. I absolutely won’t let this wedding not happen. So, start saying goodbye to your man! Or, if you can’t handle it, I’ll talk to Gael myself,” he said angrily, releasing her.
As he was about to open her door to leave, he glanced back at her.
“I’ll be picking you up and dropping you off tomorrow. I don’t want to hear about you meeting up with your man. I have my own eyes, remember?!” he said, reminding her. “And remember, you made that promise in front of my parents, so please stay true to your word,” he said firmly to her, then walked out.
THE next day, Laura was sluggish about getting up. She still hadn’t moved on from what Astin did—proposing to her last night. And she still hadn’t told Gael what happened. She wondered what her boyfriend would think. She loved Gael. She jumped when her door suddenly opened, revealing a freshly-showered Astin holding a tray of food. She could only shake her head.“Get yourself ready, or you’ll be late,” he said, placing the tray on the small side table by her bed before sitting down on the bed himself. She only stared at him, unable to open her mouth, still angry over his audacity. He was about to touch her hair, but she turned her head to avoid his hand.“You're still mad at me,” he said, looking her in the eye. She looked away and asked, “What do you expect? Be happy with your impulsiveness?” Her tone was laced with sadness. “Just leave me alone for a while, Astin. Please?” she added softly. He had no intention of leaving. “I came here to feed you, so why would I leave?” he repli
BEFORE Laura could take a step closer to Gael, Astin pulled her out of the classroom. Her gaze stayed on Gael until they were outside. People in the hallway stared at them as they passed, recognising Astin. He had once spread around campus that she was his fiancée, which made her furious. Other girls, on the other hand, were overjoyed at Astin's simple smile. Some were practically squealing. Groups in the hallway were even nudging each other.“Hi, Astin!” she heard Barbie's group from the Accounting Department call out.He ignored them, keeping his focus solely on her. Laura just gave a quick glance towards the group that had called out to him.When they reached the back of the building, she was startled as he suddenly pinned her against the wall. His grip was a bit rough, making her wince.“So, you still haven’t told that guy we’re getting married?” She didn’t say a word. “You looked very pleased with the flower he gave you, didn't you?” he laughed bitterly and then continued, “I can
IT’S been an hour. Still no sign of Astin. He still hadn’t returned. And she was getting bored. She played all the games on her phone, and still he hasn't come back. Afterwards, Romel came back with a snack. She had hoped that he would come in too.She pulled her bag closer and got ready herself. She really needed to go home. She was about to stand when the door opened. She thought it was Astin, but it was just Romel—again. She felt a wave of disappointment in her heart.“Sir Astin said he'll be a bit late, ma'am,” Romel informed her. She nodded at him, and he left right after.Is he still with Elisa? She wondered, feeling a pang of sadness at the thought. Who could Elisa be in Astin’s life?She leaned back in her chair as her head started to ache. Without realizing it, she fell asleep. The gentle touch of a hand on her face stirred her awake. She opened her eyes to see Astin smiling at her.“Did I wake you up?” he asked, not removing his hand from her face.She shook her head at him.
That morning, Laura woke up to her phone’s alarm. She forgot to turn it off, so she sleepily did so. As soon as she saw Gael’s reply, she sat up.In the middle of typing her reply, she quickly pressed the answer button when Gael called her.“Good morning, love,” he greeted.She sweetly smiled upon hearing Gael’s voice. She hugged her pillow and lay on her stomach and then began speaking, “Morning, too—” But she didn’t get to finish her sentence as someone suddenly grabbed her phone and threw it against her bedroom wall.Shocked, she sat up in bed and looked at her broken cellphone.He looked at Astin to see his dark and fuming rage.“What the hell is your problem, Astin?” she asked.No answer came from Astin. He just threw himself onto her side. And she was about to get up when he pulled her close and hugged her tightly.“You are mine, Laura. Only mine. Bear that on your mind,” he said possessively, closing his eyes as if he were still sleepy. Laura has always heard these words from h
“Where have you been?” Astin asked her seriously. “Do decent women go home like that?”His last question immediately got on her nerves. She let out a bitter laugh before answering, “Wow, we’re not even married yet, and you’re acting like you’re my husband.”“That’s where we’re headed, Laura,” he said, standing up. He approached her, making her back up until she was cornered against the closed door. He gently touched her face. She held her breath as his finger traced from her eyebrow down to her lips, making her feel something she couldn’t explain. He even pinched her lower lip.“I know you were with Gael earlier,” he said quietly, but his eyes had traces of anger. “I am expecting good news from you, my Laura,” he added, pulling her close and causing her to grab his arm.“Astin,” she murmured, his face so close to hers. She could smell his fresh breath and the scent of his soap. She closed her eyes.“Let go of me,” she said, struggling to break free. Because of this, he presses himself
Astin is very reluctant to leave Laura at her house at that time. Tomorrow was their wedding, and still, he was nervous. Uneasy filled him. He didn’t want to go home yet, but his mother encouraged him to do so. They weren’t supposed to see each other today, but he insisted. Her mother wants him just to drop off Laura and then leave, but he can’t. He preferred to stay with her. He wouldn’t be at ease until they were married. He still had a few hours to wait before the woman he loved would finally be his.He looked at his friends, who were now causing a disturbance. They were throwing him a bachelor’s party. They were on the rooftop of their hotel, enjoying the calm sea and beautiful cabins.Because he didn’t want Laura to have a bad impression of him, he refused to let his friends bring women. Even though he knew Laura’s feelings towards him weren’t entirely certain, he respected and valued her emotions and opinions. He was already a bad shot with her and didn’t want to worsen things.
The helicopter had barely landed on the HGC helipad when he jumped out quickly. His happiness is at stake here, so he should not waste time. He had already ordered a search while in the air, but Laura was nowhere to be found, not even at the homes of Laura's former high school classmates. The cellphone he’d given her with a tracker was turned off. If only she’d turned it on, it could have helped the search. He’d already asked his Daddy Sebastian to pull up Gael’s profile—he needed his Daddy Sebastian’s expertise. With connections worldwide, he was sure his father figure could locate Gael and her woman.Ezi was on standby, waiting for his signal. He needed Gael’s current number to pass on to Ezi so they could track him. Once Sebastian gave him the information, he sent it straight to Ezi.He called their housekeeper, but Laura hadn’t returned home. She wasn’t even at the institution where her father stayed. He cursed repeatedly as he drove to the Malonzo family’s house. When he arrived,
8 YEARS LATER“Sergeant,” Astin startled when he heard a voice behind him. He turned around and noticed the worried expression on John's face.There he goes again, reminiscing about his past. There's still a slight pain, but it's not the same as before. He’s learned to control himself, and he could say he's a different Astin now, shaped by time. He dated a lot of women just to fulfill his needs as a man. He no longer centered his life around that one woman. Being a soldier is not easy. You’re away from your country for months or years and, above all, far from family.He’s been away from his family for eight years. He graduated top of his class in the military four years ago. His parents were proud of him, though they weren’t happy about his choice of profession. They were deeply saddened when he agreed to be sent abroad.Recognized for his potential, he was one of those sent to Somalia, where he was also given the authority to choose who he would take with him. One of those he chose w
Déjà vu! Ira glanced around her surroundings—the hotel, cabins, and the other views. Everything seemed familiar. She felt like she had been here before. She blinked several times, but she was still standing there, in the same spot. She wasn’t dreaming. Her feet felt rooted to the ground, unable to move. She clutched her head when a sharp pain suddenly struck. Grasping the car door for support, she was thankful that her boss and his daughter had gone ahead. Otherwise, she would just add to their worries. She decided she would follow once she felt better. She was starting to notice a pattern—these headaches were becoming more frequent. Perhaps it was because of her amnesia. She had yet to meet the doctor who, as her husband Thunder claimed, was his cousin. When they returned to Manila, she promised herself she would consult a specialist. For years, she had suffered, unable to remember her past. The only one who gave her glimpses of her life before was Thunder. She turned her
The next day, Ira woke up early, but her husband woke up even earlier to prepare breakfast for her. She smiled sweetly at Thunder when he turned to look at her.“Good morning, my wife,” he greeted, leaning in to kiss her cheek. “Good morning. Why don’t you go back to sleep? I can handle this,” she suggested. “I’m fine, honey. I wanted to cook for you,” he replied, returning to the stove to continue cooking. “Thank you so much, Thunder.”“Come on, it's my responsibility,” he said. “I know, but I really appreciate it.” Deep inside, guilt tugged at her. After breakfast, she took a shower. She had mentioned last night that someone would pick her up at six. Once she was dressed, she went to see her son. She hugged and kissed him repeatedly. She was going to miss the king of her life. She pinched his handsome face one last time, laughing when he swatted her hand, eyes still closed. Right at six, she heard a car honk outside. She recognized the vehicle immediately—it was her
Ira splashed water on her face in the restroom, her thoughts in turmoil. She slapped her forehead and mouth repeatedly. She hadn't even shared that kind of intimacy with her husband since she regained consciousness three years ago—only cheek kisses. But now? She had gone too far, giving in to someone else—her boss, of all people! “Stupid!” she whispered harshly to herself. She was alone in the restroom at the moment. Hurriedly, she fixed her appearance, dabbing powder on her face and applying lipstick. Then she stepped out. When she exited, her eyes met her boss's briefly before she quickly averted her gaze and headed straight to her desk. Before he could come out of his office, Thor entered. Thor was the boss's first cousin. He glanced at Ira. “Hi, Ira! So, this is where you got transferred. No wonder I haven’t seen you lately.” “Good morning, Sir Thor. Yes, just this week,” she replied with a smile. Her smile faltered when she noticed her boss glancing between her and
At exactly ten in the morning, she sat at Romel's former desk—the boss's previous secretary. Quickly, she reviewed the report Lesha handed her and set it aside. She planned to forward it to the boss later. She also replied to pending emails in Romel's inbox. She checked the boss's schedule to see if there were any meetings in the afternoon. There were none. Grabbing the signed folders, she stood up and informed Lesha that she would deliver them to their respective departments. She walked briskly, already familiar with which floors to visit. Her eyes stayed fixed on the folders as she walked, scanning which ones to prioritize. She winced in pain when she bumped into something broad and solid. Not something—someone. And to make things worse, she stepped on the person’s shoe. Her eyes widened in shock when she recognized who it was. It was her boss! “Careful!”“Sorry,” she quickly apologized, crouching down to clean his shoe, but he pulled it away. “I didn't ask you to clean it. I
“Ma’am, I was told you were calling for me?” Her boss stopped what she was doing and smiled at her before looking up. “Ah, yes, Miss Santillan. From now on, you’ll be my brother’s secretary. Romel will be gone for two months. My brother has a short temper, but he’s also kind. I’m sure he’ll warm up to you. Just be yourself, Ira. I suppose you’ve already heard from the reporters around here about what happened in his life?” She chuckled lightly at her statement. Ira couldn’t help but laugh as well. On her first day at work, the story had already been shared with her by the person sitting next to her. Her boss’s eldest brother, Mr. Astin, became a widower at a young age. Even she found it hard to believe. She felt sad knowing that, according to some of her coworkers during lunch breaks, he and his late wife deeply loved each other. She admired the love story of her boss’s brother. For eight years, they were separated because he joined the military—also reportedly due to his wi
“Is it heavy?” Ira asked her husband with concern. They were going down the mountain after gathering coconuts and cassava. “I can handle it, my wife. Of course, I’m good at it,” Thunder, her husband, replied with a smile. She paused for a moment. Even now, she still felt awkward about what he called her. She didn’t know why. There were still so many unanswered questions in her mind. She felt pity as she noticed him grimacing while carrying the sack filled with coconuts and cassava, which they planned to use for making cassava cake. It was their son King’s favorite. She wanted to try making it herself. Someone in their area sold it, and their son loved it. She wanted to learn so she could prepare it for King’s birthday. Their place was far from the town center, so if they bought some, it might spoil during the trip. The nearest big market was several barangays away. “Thunder…” she called her husband as they reached the flat part of the trail. He no longer seemed to struggle, un
“How is she, Kuya? Why hasn’t she woken up yet?” Thunder asked his twin. Ace sighed deeply before answering. “She’s okay now. The operation was successful, and her vital signs were stable. She’ll wake up soon. But I’m worried she might curse us for what we did,” Ace replied. Ace was a doctor at a prestigious hospital in Manila. He had returned home because his youngest brother, Thunder, requested it. Thunder, on the other hand, was a simple farmer. He chose this life because of his late wife. Thunder almost cursed his wealth, blaming it for the loss of his wife. He lost the will to return to Manila because of what happened. He even harboured resentment toward their parents. Only Ace remained his pillar of support through the years. Ace was the only one who understood him. Both brothers turned to look when the woman, bedridden for five days, suddenly spoke. “I-I need w-water…” the woman said weakly. Thunder quickly fetched water while Ace checked her condition. Carefully,
LAURA glanced outside. It was already noon. Good thing there was no work at the office today. She immediately searched for her husband with her eyes. It was Sunday. She suddenly felt sad, remembering that today was his departure for Mexico with Gael. It was her husband’s new business, and Gael was his partner. She smiled when she saw him on the couch inside their room. She pulled the blanket off herself and approached her husband, who was busy with his laptop. He was reviewing the presentations he’d present to their new investors in Mexico. Her husband was startled when she hugged him from behind. “My dear husband,” she said sweetly. “Morning, Sweetie!” he replied, though his eyes remained on the laptop screen. “Morning, too. Can’t I come with you to Mexico? Gael’s bringing Aubrey, after all,” she said, pretending to be sad to make him pity her.“If only it were possible, Sweetie. But no one will be left to watch over Kiarra. Mama isn’t here, and neither is Andy,” her husband
After the short program at the reception hall, the newlyweds left immediately for the airport. Their flight to Hawaii was scheduled for today. It was a double-purpose trip—honeymoon and business. Astin needed to attend to some matters at a branch of Hotel De Astin, as Andy was busy with the hotel expansion in Malaysia. With no other choice, Astin decided to have their honeymoon in Hawaii instead of Europe. He still had a month-long leave and would also work while in Hawaii.He shook his head at the thought. But if he finished his work early, he planned to take his wife to Greece afterwards. Astin glanced at his wife, who was sound asleep. He sat on the single couch, observing her. She looked exhausted. She had been sleeping for over three hours. They were using Sebastian’s private plane and were currently in a private room. They had seats outside as well, where his “nosy companions” were—Lexxie, DK, Ian, Darriel, and Callen, who all had companions. Except for Callen, Asia wasn’t a