I gasped at her question. Probably they heard me calling his name. There was a tad bit of guilt that I felt for lying earlier but upon thinking deeply about our situation, I realized it wasn't me who should be feeling condemnable."Yeah, that's him and I'm meeting him now. Excuse me!" I tried to pull off my hand under his grip but he held it tighter instead. His stare was swallowing me bit by bit and I bit my lower lip in fear. I struggled in silence and now we're both doing the same thing. Our eyes were glued to each other as I tried to remove my hand from his clasp. My mind was yelling at him, "Let me go!" but I felt I could also hear his thoughts telling me, "You dare to meet him and you'll see!""Ahm, Desmond, we're already blocking the entrance!" thank goodness for Guinevere's nudging words.That's the only time that he released me from his tight grip. However, he was also following my steps when I felt his chest behind me. I glared at him over my shoulder while Guinevere was als
Desmond POV..The heck I still cared for that agreement to keep our status secret. We kept our relationship secret for three years before and it blew up like a massive explosion in my life."Amy Leah, is that true?" this ass still couldn't believe it. He was eyeing both of us. The stvpid woman beside me began to stammer. What even to stammer about?"Warren, it's ...there's a big explanation for it!" now, she's trembling. Was she scared of this ass's reactions? They weren't even in an intimate relationship for Pete's sake. Not unless Guinevere said before was true."Amy Leah, I'm asking you!" he repeated."What?!" I ranted at her. "You can't speak properly again?!""You?!" she glared back at me. "I thought we had an agreement to keep this a secret? Why did you suddenly blurt it out?" well, she had a point."Coz you're stvpid and it annoys me!" I responded in a whisper-yell."You have no idea what you've done!" she still squealed."If you didn't meet him today, this would never happen
Amy Leah POV..Desmond closed the door with his foot and inserted the card door into its shelf that was attached to the wall. The whole elegant room lit up and before my open mouth could utter something, he also sealed it with a deep throbbing kiss. I cupped his cheeks in my hands as I felt his left hand on my back and his right aggressively holding my face. I heard him groan in between our kisses and before I knew it, he already carried me bridal style to the wide king-sized bed. He placed me gently on the soft mattress without cutting our intertwined lips. His hands began groping my curves and his lips started to leave tiny red marks on my neck down to my collarbone. Every nibble he created built extreme pleasure inside me, waves of ecstasy were commencing to explode."Sweetheart, remove it for me!" he commanded, hoarsely.I willingly obliged but I had a better idea in my mind. "Hmm, wait then!" I get off the bed after kissing his lips and pushed him to lie down."Wooo! Okay! Look
We took another round ignoring the pain pulsating in my lower body. Desmond was indeed a wolf in sheep's clothing. After that intoxicating addictive intimacy, I nestled my head in his broad chest while scribbling tiny circles with my index. His hand held my back while the other was at the back of his head making it his pillow."Desmond, can I ask you something?" after a couple of minutes of silence, I found the courage to ask. I lifted my head to meet his eyes."Sure! What is it?" he asked back, gently after giving me a peck on my forehead."How many body counts?" I questioned in one breath, scared of his reaction.But I was stunned when he chuckled and pampered me with kisses all over my face. I closed my eyes and shook my head while whimpering but he cupped my face instead. He was now lying on one side facing me."Open your eyes and I will answer your question!" he demanded.I gradually opened my eyes meeting his gaze. Before I could speak, he already sealed my lips into a sweet lon
Desmond and I had a wonderful sleep after making love for the third time last night. We were both exhausted but at the same time happy, at least the truth filled the holes in our hearts. I was just staring at him while he was still sleeping peacefully. A gentle snore could be heard in between his breathing. He was lying on one side facing me, his hand wrapped around my waist. I was also facing him my index was itching to poke his nose. But he was sleeping like a baby and it would be a crime to wake him up. I examined his features instead.He was the same Desmond I fell in love with when I was 15. The only difference was the scar on his face but it couldn't be recognizable if you wouldn't stare at it deeply. Then I remembered, dad hit him with a whip on the face the last time we had seen each other in the mansion.What about his back I asked myself. I didn't see his back last night and now I was itching to take a peek. I twitched my lip at that thought. When he groaned I immediately cl
Guinevere POV..I had no choice but to go home with these two. We took Desmond's car while Alden rode with Iñigo in Amy Leah's red Porsche. She was beside Desmond, their hands were clasping each other. I sighed at that annoying sight earning me a glance from them in the rearview mirror."Nothing!" I snorted as I crossed my hands over my chest and glanced outside of the window. "Just continue with your lovey-dovey. Forget that I'm here. I'm invisible!"Both of them chuckled at my bitterness. Just let me lament you jerks. At least you both went out of the hotel unlike me, I left that exquisite tower alone I thought to myself while scowling at the beautiful scenery outside.It's past winter and some of the cherry blossom trees by the sidewalk began to flower. It was a breathtaking view to passersby but for me, its coming would leave a stain on my heart forever.Why?! I just gave my first time to someone who never cared about me. To make things worst, I couldn't even recall everything.
Amy Leah POV..I had no idea what to say after everything that happened today. Aside from my body, my mind and my soul were also drained. I plopped myself into my bed and stared at the ceiling blankly."Good and bad sh*t happens!" I murmured referring to Warren and Guinevere's situation. But I was also relieved that Desmond and I were back together.My little musing was cut off when someone knocked on my door and my man's handsome face came into the small view."A penny for your thoughts?" he asked, smiling radially.I spread my hands in the air while lying down asking him to hug me and he ambled to my side fulfilling my wish, plus a heart-throbbing kiss as a bonus."Aren't you hungry? I told Donna to prepare your favorite!" he uttered after."Hmm!" I shook my head and just buried my face in his broad chest. He was now in a suit and ready to go to the company. "Can you stay? Don't go to work today!" I wrapped my hands tightly around his waist."Sweetheart, I want to but I can't. I p
Adam POV..Upon telling Amy Leah about my stay, I glanced around the room. I arrived here just the other day and a lot of stuff already happened. Funny and annoying stuff. Since my part Celine was designated to another case, I had to do this all alone.What's the case? The capture of George Bonifacio's cousin, Rafael Jewry!I hadn't told Amy Leah about it yet for it was a sensitive one but I was planning on telling Desmond for one good reason, manpower. My informant just updated me that he had a mafia friend in New York and he was powerful and dangerous in Italy. Perhaps, I needed some underground investigation about George's death and Rafael's capture.I put on my black leather jacket and tied the shoelaces of my dark brown working boots tightly. After that, I took my gun, handcuffs, and badge from the side table. I checked the surrounding of this room for a moment and strode to the door after. I had to meet Amy Leah at dinner before Desmond would find out. I planned on visiting hi
After three months! . . It's spring! Flowers were blooming everywhere in the garden. The shades of red, yellow, pink, and white color the beautiful landscape Iñigo and Elsa had created. A tribute for their loyalty and care for me and my parents. We were still at Desmond's villa. I could always go back to our mansion, but the feeling of emptiness was still there. I felt like that big house was no longer the same home where I was born and raised. It was totally a stranger to me. I was watching the morning sunshine from the balcony of our room when a gentle knock disturbed my senses. "Come in!" that could be Elsa. "Señorita, we're ready!" indeed it was her. "Yes, Elsa. I'm also ready. This is it!" I gladly told her as I hugged her tight. Elsa was like a mother to me. She saw me grow up and she was also a witness of our love with Desmond. Speaking of my man, he must be waiting for me now. "Let's go then!" Elsa uttered with a smile. As we sauntered downstairs, we saw I
A soft warm peck on my lips made me moan as I opened my eyes and saw the person carrying me. I was like a baby lying on his lap. He was just staring at me, my man, worries were cleared on those mesmerizing orbs. "Hi?" I asked, a thin smile appeared on my face. "Hi!" he answered. "You scared me to death, you know that?!" then a sweet scolding. I chuckled at his cuteness, but he furrowed his brows at my response. "I'm sorry. How long was I asleep?" I asked not cutting my stares at him. "A couple of hours. Kota already left with Martin and Gwenny is with Adam. Everything is cleaned and fixed, sweetheart. We can go home now!" Desmond answered. I slowly got up as he gently held my back. "What about Donna, Elsa, Alden, and Dante?" I asked again worried something worse happened to them, especially Donna who had blood on the right side of her head when she shot Franco to death. "They're all fine. Donna is at the ward, resting. She's with the rest. Sweetheart, let's go home. You nee
I let out my loudest scream for help when the door banged open, followed by the figure of the man I would admit scared to see. It was Franco! His face displayed the darkest night I had ever seen. His eyes were flaming red to my vision, and his sneer was devouring me little by little. If there was a real face of a monster, it was him. "Don't come any closer, Franco!" my shock was cut in by Iñigo's deep voice. I could see the face of a man prepared to die with him. "Iñigo?!" I whispered with my trembling voice. I held the hem of his shirt as he moved forward, trying to shield me from the monster. "Old man!" even Franco's voice was scary. "You think you can frighten me with that lamp you're holding?" he laughed maniacally. I just noticed now, Iñigo was gripping the lamp he grabbed from the side table. I grasped his shirt tight, wrinkling the fabric, there's no way we could survive this dawn. Till I heard a loud gunshot and saw Iñigo's shoulder bleeding. I screamed, calling his
"You've failed me, Mrs. Amy Leah Zaborowski. You need to be punished!" he gritted his teeth while he was staring deeply at me. I shivered at the tension rising around us."Des, I- I""First, we have to get out of here!""But ~ But them!""Let Dante and the rest take care of the mess you've caused!" another sharp look before he pulled me up and led me to his car parked at the entrance.I glanced over my shoulder and saw Martin's men firing guns against Divina's goons. Screams and banging of furniture everywhere.It took us only an hour to arrive at Martin's villa. The way he maniacally drove his sports car was evidence that I was in complete trouble. He slammed the door after opening it ignoring that I was still inside."Desmond, let me explain!" my voice cracked as I followed him in quick stride. He wasn't just upset, he was mad.He aggressively turned around and yelled in my face. "You planned to deceive me by fucking me! You lied to me! What the heck were you thinking, Amy Leah?""D
Amy Leah POV.Months had passed....Everything was set. My plan to enter the lion's den was final. Over the past few months that I recuperated, I also asked Desmond to help me with some self-defense and how to hold a gun. At first, he was hesitant but I finally managed to get his approval. I told him it was for my own safety. The bodyguards he hired were not enough for me."Sweetheart, are you sure about this? Don't you really need us?" my husband asked after he rolled down beside me. We just had finished our lovemaking and I took control which to his surprise and satisfaction, he had no idea I could do it. Guess those months of training and building my strength paid off."Baby, I'm just gonna talk to Divina. The spy I assigned to the mansion is 100% sure she crept there every night once in three months to visit my dad's study room. There must be something important in that room that she can't get rid of or can't bring to her wherever she's hiding!" I confidently told him."All righ
"Ams, about that case, I can't help you anymore. I've been cut off!""I told you so!" Desmond interrupted making my eyes roll."Desmond, I need to speak with Adam alone, please!" I needed to get to the bottom of this. It was almost ten years and I couldn't wait for closure and justice. Justice for my father's name and George's death."No!" my husband urged."Desmond, please!""Amy Leah, you don't need to keep your talks with him a secret, okay? Remember, my parents were also victims of that fire...and my friend, Valerie!" the word Valerie came out only a whisper as he side-glanced at Adam who secretly took a glimpse of his reaction."Our best friend, Valerie!" Adam corrected."All right, no one wants to help me get closure. Then I guess I need to continue what I had originally planned!" I was losing my patience. I felt like I was left wandering alone in the dark wilderness."What?! No, Amy Leah. You almost got yourself killed!" Desmond uttered in a loud tone."Wait! I don't follow. Wh
I drove my way to where I was raised. The nest where I spent my childhood life. Although they were only strings of stories from my ex-fiance Warren and my best friend Kota, coz I couldn't still recall most of my memories, I had these weird feelings enveloping me upon stopping in front of this huge iron gate. Emptiness, grief, bliss, rage, and love. Most were love... I shook my head and bobbed it up and down as outlines of doodled past clouded my thoughts."Mom! Dad!" I whispered in the air.My eyes were deeply shut. My temples were pounding, and my head began to hurt like hell. Flashes of memories kept raging at the back of my head. Damn! I just wanted to scream and freak out.Till...A knock on my car window cleared my messy thought. I stared at the uniformed man deeply staring at me through the tinted window. He was checking who was inside.I removed my sunglasses and slowly rolled down the screen. Beads of sweat began emerging on my forehead and my breathing was unstable. But what
"Desmond, I thought you were working at home!" I immediately got my composure and strode toward him. I took a swift stare at the woman staring sternly at me. Martin's eyes were also fixed on me. These three were like, they were skinning me alive."Supposed to be but Martin told me you want to speak with him. Aren't you going to Dakota's flat?" Desmond's tone was flat and cold but beyond that I could feel rage."Been there and she told me that!" I shifted my glance at Martin. I needed to make a new lie. "Martin is blocked in their building. Is that true?" I questioned the mafia man.He cleared his throat first and nodded. The lady in the middle was stunned that her eyes would like to pop out."You're blocked? Martin, how could that be? Did that woman order the admin to do that!""FYI, her name is Dakota, missy!" I abruptly meddled glaring at her. She just stared back at me."Señorita, you might not remember me but we're friends. Well in a short while. I'm Guinevere Basile. Gwenny for s
Amy Leah POV.."Desmond, is that you?" the clock ticked 12, it was now midnight and Desmond just got home. Where had he been?"My bad, sweetheart. It's my fault. I invited Martin to have some drinks!" he hoarsely uttered.I could see his silhouette from the mounted lamp on the wall. His legs wobbled when he walked which only meant- he was drunk!I turned on the lights and the whole wide living room lit up. My man's shirt was a mess. His hair which was always combed well was disheveled. I rushed to his side when he was about to fall on the floor. Good thing his palm pressed the edge of the table by the door."Desmond, are you all right?" my worried voice made him lift his head and he was staring at me with unfathomable eyes. "Des!"He cupped my face, his thumb gently touching my lips. "I'm sorry for everything I've done to you in the past!" he uttered softly, I could feel the pain in his heart but I couldn't understand what he was saying."Des, let's go to bed, sweetheart!" I told hi