Adamson's obsessions are and revenge. He lived with those thoughts in his mind and heart because of the people who destroyed his family, causing him to lose his parents. He wasn't happy and had no trace of love in his stony heart. He's a terrible womanizer and a terrible wrecker, but he was enchanted when he saw this young woman: a 20-year-old granddaughter of his butler. He didn't stop until he had her under his control and did terrible things to make her his wife. She became his sweetest obsession, young, beautiful, and shy, Elyzabeth Alexa. She was an obsession that was difficult to overcome, until one day he woke up realizing he had already loved her. He loves her, but he doesn't trust her. It's a trauma, and he doesn't know how to surrender fully.
Lihat lebih banyakPROLOGUE and Chapter 1
At ten o'clock in the evening, Yza stepped out onto the balcony of the boarding house she was renting. She rested her arms on the wooden railings, feeling the wind play with her damp and very dark hair. She gazed at her surroundings because sleep eluded her, so she chose to stay outside and let the breeze calm her. She glanced at her friend Tiffany, who was sound asleep, and envied her contentment. Yza, with only a year left in her studies, struggled through life. There were times when she thought that if she were just wealthy, her life wouldn't be this challenging. She accepted all sorts of jobs just to support her education and help her grandmother, who was her only family in the world and getting older. Yza aspired to become an accountant, but she felt that her dream was slipping further away with just one year left, due to the hardships. Her gaze wandered to a large apartment building across from where they lived. It was the opposite of their place, built from wood, while this one was made of concrete and impressively large. Rich people seemed to be the tenants, evident from the fancy cars parked there. Her thoughts were interrupted when she noticed someone in one of the units. She observed a man standing on a terrace. She stood upright, squinting to see him in the darkness, and all she could make out clearly was the glow of the cigarette he was smoking. At first, she hadn't noticed anyone because his room was so dim, as if he was conserving electricity. Doesn't he have money? Yza wondered to herself, but she suddenly hugged herself as if she felt that he was looking at her. Is he looking at me? Fear and a shiver ran down her spine because he continued to puff on the cigarette, and the smoke she saw joined the wind. The stranger's gaze was palpable, and they were directly facing each other until he moved closer to the terrace's railing, bathed in the moon's light. She saw his eyes fixed on her, as if studying her intently. Yza couldn't catch her breath. Oh my! Is he Dracula? She quickly turned and rushed inside. She glanced back at the man, and despite the fear and her pounding heart, the man's dark, intense gaze remained locked on her. She could barely make out the face of the stranger, and she had a foreboding feeling that he was a frightening person. She shivered at the man. Who is he? Is he Dracula, like in the horror movies on TV? She swallowed hard. What if he has fangs and bites me... CHAPTER 1 Yza’s footsteps were heavy as she entered the De Lorenzo estate after getting out of the taxi. This was her second time entering the vast house and yard, where the only people around were the servants, bodyguards, and the one and only master of the place, Mister Adamson Rix de Lorenzo, whom she had never seen or even caught a glimpse of in the nearly three years her grandmother had been working there as the housekeeper. Her grandmother never allowed her to visit because her boss was said to be strict and didn’t like strangers around his house. When Yza first came, her grandmother didn’t know, and her employer was away on a trip, so she never saw even a hint of him. She had been excited about his looks because the house helpers there said Señorito Adam was very handsome, though quiet and always serious—so his face was striking. Now, her grandmother was sick, so she had to come. She saw that the main door was closed, so she entered through the side near the dirty kitchen. As she turned a corner, she accidentally bumped into something. “Ah!” she closed her eyes tightly when her body collided with the object, but when she opened her eyes, it wasn’t a wall. It was a man! Yza covered her mouth when she saw the man’s naked body, drenched in sweat but exuding a strong, alluring scent. Can someone really sweat perfume? She involuntarily looked down and saw he was only wearing boxer shorts. His bulging manhood was fully exposed and seemed to be flaunting itself, as if daring anyone to look. What did the models of briefs and boxers in popular magazines say? Nothing. Jesus! She bit her lip out of embarrassment. She had never seen a man nearly naked so close as this. And as to why she looked down—it caused her innocent eyes to look at something forbidden, making her blush deeply. She looked up, almost fainting at the breathtaking sight of him, a perfect stranger before her eyes. His sharp green eyes were captivating. His nose was straight, and his lips looked like they were always ready to kiss or seduce. He had manly facial hair, giving him the appearance of a god from a typical TV series about mythology. So handsome! She wanted to think he was a driver, but no, he was too handsome to be one. Could this be Señorito Adam? My God! He’s so incredibly handsome. No wonder the house helpers’ eyes sparkled with excitement when they first told her about him. She blinked repeatedly, then took a small step back. “S-Sorry.” Yza awkwardly bowed, knowing that what she was about to see in his eyes would surely be the bulge in his boxer shorts, so she focused directly on his eyes. The corner of the man’s lips lifted ever so slightly, so lightly it wasn’t even noticeable, but with it came a mysterious and intense gaze that sent chills down her spine. Yza’s eyes suddenly landed on a woman in a green dress he was with, who was standing by the wall, adjusting herself. She even saw that the woman was wearing panties, and her dress was pulled down to her waist. The woman’s chest was visible as she adjusted her bra, seemingly not caring about the world. There was money on top of a bag placed on a wooden stool—thousands of pesos. Yza covered her chest in shock. What were these two doing in the dirty kitchen, and why did the woman look like that? Were they playing a game of peek-a-boo? “Excuse m-me,” Yza stammered, unable to focus on the woman who seemed completely unconcerned even though her body was exposed. The woman was also sweating and wiped her legs with a tissue, as if something was dripping from her. She shook her head to try and clear her mind but immediately became scared. The man was dangerous, and she was very sure of that. She didn’t even look at the man’s face because of her nervousness and quickly turned around, walking quickly out of the dirty kitchen. The problem was, where could she go? Why were these two doing this outside? Who was that man with the green eyes? Suddenly, her heart pounded loudly, and without thinking, she glanced back at the man, who was still following her with his gaze. When he started walking toward her, she ran quickly toward the front of the house. “Grandma!” she shouted, forgetting for a moment that her grandmother was sick and resting. “Ate Isay! Sis Perla! Sis Cora!” she called out to the servants near the main door. She feared the man might catch up to her and harm her. It felt terrifying. Was that what they called sex? What the two of them did? The woman was naked, and though she didn’t really know how it worked, based on the way the woman’s dress had ridden up and gathered at her waist, it seemed like they weren’t just playing around in the dirty kitchen. She gasped when the man suddenly appeared at the small exit. He was smiling devilishly, and though his smile was faint, she could tell he was enjoying the fact that he had caught her in such a compromising situation. He was incredibly handsome, but he looked like someone who was always ready to kill. His eyes seemed to hide many dark secrets and wickedness. “You want to come inside, Yza?” he asked, his tone flirtatious. His voice was commanding, full of authority. How did this man know her name? She didn’t know him. They had never met, and she was sure of that, but somehow, he seemed to know her name. She nodded slowly, and to her surprise, the door opened by itself as she reached it. She hesitated to approach, but before she could step inside, the woman in the dress from earlier appeared in front of her. “When will be the next, Adam honey?” the woman asked with a grin, walking sexily in high-heeled shoes. Yza looked at the man, whose gaze was directly focused on the woman. Oh my God! This was Señorito Adam. He was a playboy! Without realizing it, she stopped in her tracks, suddenly curious to hear what the man would say. Maybe they were a couple. “No next time. This will be the first and last. You’re paid, now get the hell out of my sight, woman,” he replied firmly to the woman, who was actually very beautiful when seen up close. It was unbelievable—he had just dismissed her right in front of Yza. Yza quickly walked away from the man’s presence, afraid that he might dismiss her the same way he did the woman earlier. It was embarrassing. He had such a bossy, authoritative aura—truly a master in his own right. She realized she needed to figure out her place in all of this. She would surely feel small if she tried to match up to someone like him. She glanced back at him and saw that he was still watching her, so she took larger steps towards the kitchen, where the maid’s quarters were. She had seen that woman before. She couldn’t quite remember where, but she had definitely seen her. Oh, I knew it! The woman was a former beauty queen. She had competed in Bb. Pilipinas two years ago and was crowned Bb. Pilipinas International. No wonder she was so beautiful and sexy—she was a beauty queen. “Yza.” The man’s voice startled her as she froze in place, clutching her bag tighter. Yza stopped walking and tilted her head, still holding onto her bag. “P-Po?” she nervously asked. He stood in the doorway of the dining room, watching her intently. “How old are you?” he asked. For some reason, her hands felt cold. Maybe it was because he was so intimidating and so handsome that, even in a crowd, he would still stand out. He was tall, sexy, and manly, with a fierce yet alluring face that seemed to carry no hint of fear. “I’ll be twenty,” she said, lowering her head slightly. She couldn’t bring herself to look him directly in the eye because it felt like his gaze was so intense that she might melt under it, like metal heated over a flame. “Are you afraid of me?” he asked, his dark brown eyebrows arched. She shook her head while keeping her eyes lowered, but her heart began pounding again when she realized he was stepping closer to her. However, just as he got nearer, Perla, one of the housemaids, appeared behind her. Yza couldn’t help but notice the sharp, almost hostile glare Adam shot at Perla. “Oh, you’re here, Yza. Grandma Eli is in her room,” Perla said, so Yza turned to look at her. “H-Ha? Y-yes.” Yza didn’t know why her speech was suddenly faltering—maybe it was because of the woman she had seen earlier or the sensation of bumping into the sweaty, handsome man. She glanced back at Adam, who was now standing near the table, only about two feet away from her. He was watching her intently, like a predator in a TV show, hiding many secrets behind his handsome, seductive face. “N-You're here, Señorito. I was just about to clean your room,” Perla said, but Adam raised a hand to stop her. “Since Manang Eli is sick, I want Yza to clean my room a little later,” he said, then turned his back and walked away. She stared at the man’s butt as he walked, his movements swaying with his hips, like a model strutting down a fashion show for men. Why does she have to clean his room? She bit her finger as her chest pounded again. What if the man assaults her later? But that’s impossible because the woman who was with him earlier was so beautiful, and he had just dismissed her. Why would he assault her, an ordinary woman, who is poor and only average-looking? “He seems kind of grumpy, Sis Perla,” she said as she held the arm of the older woman, who just smiled at her. “No, he’s not. He’s just quiet. If he doesn’t talk to you, don’t talk to him either because when he’s angry, he’ll definitely shout at you. But if you’re quiet, even if he’s mad, he won’t bother you. That’s just how he is. Just do your part because you’ll be staying here for a long time. Your grandmother’s sick, and it’s a blessing if she can work again in two weeks.” She explained. She just nodded. That was really the reason her grandmother had sent her there. For the meantime, her grandmother wanted her to do the work while she was sick, especially when she got home from school. It didn’t matter to her as long as her grandmother got better, because if the elderly woman passed away, she might not be able to handle it. She wasn’t old yet, only fifty-seven, but the illness she was suffering seemed severe. She planned to take her to the doctor, but first, she needed to ask their señorito if he’d allow it.Yza was frozen in her seat when she heard a familiar sweet voice fill the entire function hall after the wedding."I thought I wasn’t ready, For my heart to beat again But suddenly, you came into my life…"She stared at her husband as he walked out from behind the improvised stage. He had said he was going to the bathroom, but here he was, about to sing.His eyes immediately sought her face and then showed a very light but heartwarming smile.She automatically felt very emotional. Who wouldn’t be moved if someone as handsome as him serenaded her in front of everyone on their wedding day at the church?And in fairness, his voice was beautiful. He had a hidden talent for singing, but just like his personality, it was very hidden and hard to reach. And with this Tagalog song, the first words that came out of his mouth seemed to fill her heart with love—love for her and for the two-month-old babies in her womb. Everything was given to her by God. If the challenges they went through were t
Yza furrowed her brow as the taxi driver dropped her off right in front of the condominium where she was staying, after she got out.The condominium across from AD condominium? She only learned the name of that building now, despite having lived across from it for such a long time.She walked inside and the guard greeted her with a smile. “Are you going home here, Ma’am? Not to the other side?” The guard joked, to which she just smiled.What a gossip.When did Adam start living there? Was that the new place her grandmother mentioned where her husband was staying? So, they were right across from each other?She couldn’t help but feel a little giddy at the thought that maybe Adam had been secretly watching her, out of her sight and knowledge.“I’m heading to my husband’s place,” she told the guard and showed her name tag, which he quickly looked at.“Ah, to Sir Adam. Go ahead, Ma’am. He told me that if any beautiful woman comes by, I should let her in right away.” The guard said, but it
53Yza was momentarily stunned by the woman in front of her. Her brain couldn't process the simple instruction the woman had just given her, telling her that Adam wanted her to go to the main building of the company again. What could he possibly need from her this time? She had just come from there. She had also just been here. It seemed like her husband's mind was slowly unraveling."Ma'am Yza?" The woman in front of her called out since Yza had been staring blankly for a while."H-Huh? O-Okay, I'll go," Yza replied, still not fully aware of what she was saying.She glanced at Tiffany as she sang while looking at her computer."Bring back the sweetness of love, let the heart that loves be heard again..." Tiffany sang, her shoulders shaking with the rhythm."Awwooohhh..." her friends joined in, causing Yza to laugh softly before standing up."Do I have to go, Tiffany?" Yza bit her finger nervously.She suddenly felt uneasy, thinking of facing Adam again.It reminded her of when she fi
52Yza went straight to branch five after talking to Adam, but several hours had passed, and her anger still hadn't subsided. She felt like she was going to explode from the mix of anger, jealousy, hurt, and love. She didn’t know why she felt this way, but it was as if her feet were pulling her back to the main building so she could slap him without stopping.She felt that her attempt to throw the vase there wasn’t enough.Frustrated, she bent over the desk and started crying again, so she grabbed her hair in frustration.“Are you okay, bf?” Tiffany asked her from the table across. She was surprised, but Yza shook her head repeatedly.“I’m not okay. It was so wrong for me to go to his office. I was so... disgusted. I’m angry because he didn’t say anything. He’s still closed off to me.” She started crying again and buried her head in the desk, crying quietly.“He doesn’t love me anymore. He thought that money could ease the pain I feel. He doesn’t love me anymore, Tiffany. He loves som
51The taxi window automatically rolled down as it reached the guardhouse entering the ADL Motors building—main branch."guard..." Yza said to the two guards, who immediately stood upright when they saw her face."Ma'am Elyzabeth Alexa," they said in unison, making her furrow her brows.Why did they recognize her?"Go ahead, Ma'am," the man said, so she nodded, though still confused.The driver continued driving into the driveway while smiling.When she got out at the main entrance of the building, she immediately saw a billboard with Adam’s face on it. He had that fierce look. So arrogant, yet so cowardly and childlike in his actions and decisions.Deceptive! Her head heated with anger.As she entered the building, she froze in shock upon seeing her own face on the large tarpaulins around the area.Why was her picture up there? Elyzabeth Alexa Brina-de Lorenzo, CEO of ADL Motors.What kind of nonsense is this? Her eyebrows furrowed, and it seemed like smoke was coming out of her nose
Yza was getting some fresh air on the apartment balcony. It had been months since she last did this, ever since she and Adam got married. Now that she was back in the apartment, she would often step out for some fresh air in the evenings to relax and clear her mind from overthinking.Lately, she's been very emotional and doesn't even know why. Maybe it's because she misses her husband, who seems to have completely forgotten about her.She was starting to fall into deep thought again. She was supposed to be relaxing, but stress filled her mind instead.She missed Adamson so much, and there were times when she wanted to call or text him, but she wasn’t sure if his number was still active. On top of that, she felt embarrassed. She didn’t want to seem desperate, especially since he distanced himself from her.She wasn’t proud, but she was discreet when it came to handling situations like that.She glanced at her phone again. She was looking at the only picture of Adam she had, and once ag
WEEKS passed so fast.Still, Yza was in the process of learning to live her life all alone. She would join Tiffany for meals, who almost always brought groceries, and never missed bringing her favorite imported chocolates. Every single piece of those chocolates reminded her of Adam. The only difference was, they didn’t come from her husband.Tiffany’s boyfriend was quite impressive. Even though they weren’t married yet, he was already spending a lot on her. Yza thought she was just lucky and happy for her friend. Maybe it wasn’t meant for her to be happy for the rest of her life with the true love she had found.She had been staring blankly at Adam’s mansion for a while now, unable to get out of the taxi. She was deeply in debt to her friend because of her daily expenses, including her allowance. What could she ask from her grandmother, who couldn’t work and was also being supported by Adamson? She hoped she could graduate soon so she could take care of her grandmother and support her
When Yza woke up, Adam was already gone. She had expected it, but it still hurt to open her eyes and not see her husband.Her eyes immediately welled up, and tears rolled down her cheeks, but she quickly wiped them away.Her husband was gone, but what remained was the small ache in her heart. Was last night really their last?No one knew.She longed for a lifetime of love in his arms, but she didn’t want to be trapped forever with someone who couldn’t trust the sincerity of her love. Moreover, she was hurt by the revelations he admitted, that he hurt others just to win her, but he couldn’t stand by her.She already knew. Adam had asked her to stay with him only because he needed her, but deep down, he always doubted she wouldn’t leave him for someone else. He nearly tied her down, just to keep her from escaping. But he probably felt guilty when one day, he suddenly declared his love for her.He felt so guilty to tie her in a relationship where there’s no trust because she truly believ
ADAM lovingly raked Yza's body. His eyes were filled with tears at that event in their lives but his grandmother seemed right that he needed to find himself and find where Yza was in him. Pain strikes his chest like lightning, gashing his heart several times. He saw his wife crying silently in pain. Her eyes were closed and she was waiting for him to possess her. He'll get back to it when he's ready and hopefully it'll still be there by then. He has to be strong enough and set his mind, make it ready to accept something positive especially the negative ones. He must learn how to stand in equality. He must learn how to accept failures and not just winning alone. If he is always a winner, he should learn to accept defeat. He finally took it off and kissed it on the lips. He positioned himself in between her thighs and started poking her center with his hard manhood. His hands roamed his body with no tenderness. It was as if it affected every corner of his body. He loves ev
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