It took four days before I was discharged from the hospital. They said they needed to monitor the baby more closely, so from now on, I have to be extra careful.I looked at the scar on my wrist, which Lexus had taken care of for me.I was really stupid. Doc Sanchez said to "always think positive," especially when you're pregnant because everything is more sensitive.The baby’s attachment to me is still weak since it's just forming, so I really need to be careful.The doctors gave us so many instructions, and my husband? He didn’t even let me walk on my own—he carried me! He said he didn’t want me to get tired.He doesn’t stress me out anymore, either. He gives me everything I ask for. Well, that’s good. I feel like a princess now, with an instant assistant who’s also my husband.“Buy me bananas!” I shouted at Lexus, even though he was just in front of me. He was busy with his phone, tapping away, which was starting to annoy me because he was too focused on it.He finally looked up. “W
"Let's talk," he said as we stood by the pool. It was scorching hot inside since the air conditioning had broken down. The poolside was a much better place—cool and refreshing.I cradled my growing belly. My baby is almost two months old now, and I couldn’t wait to meet them. Every morning felt like my stomach was being churned, and I was so sensitive to smells that I’d feel nauseous out of nowhere.And… I hated vegetables! My favorite cravings were french fries, or sometimes bananas."What do you want to talk about?" I asked, dipping a french fry into ketchup before popping it into my mouth.Mmm, delicious!"About us," he said seriously."Oh?" I set down the bowl of fries and faced him."I want to say sorry," he began, and I avoided his gaze. It still hurts, though not as much as before. "For everything I’ve done, for all the wrong decisions I made. I’m sorry for hurting you. I can’t even forgive myself. Seeing you covered in blood... It drove me insane."And it’s all my fault—" I c
“What the actual fuck!” I groaned as when the woman started licking my manhood tastily like a lollipop down there. She was licking and nibbling it before twirling her tongue, probably arousing me.Goddamn it. She really knows how to make my knees wobble. I cussed under my breath when she gradually took it in her small hot mouth while her head was lifted and staring at my eyes seductively. She was obviously giving me a head.She's moving her head up and down with both of her hand encircled on my manhood while I am guiding her. It's too big for a single palm- I ain't boasting, I'm just stating a fact.A motherfucking fact.I shut my eyes when I felt like my body can’t take it anymore. I pulled her to change our position. I harshly grabbed her small body, twist it, and pinned her- facing the edge of the bed.“Kneel!” I commanded and she instantly obliged, like a four year old child listening to the command of her teacher.I breathed some air before I positioned my self between her parte
"Celes, baby, me and your daddy want to tell you something." I looked at mommy and daddy who were in front of me when I heard mommy's voice. I put down the pencil I was holding and stopped drawing on the wide canvas to face them. "What is it?" I asked them carefully. Their faces were serious. I rarely see the two of them being serious, so that means that what they're going to say right now is also serious. I looked at mommy and she just gave me a meaningful look as if she was saying, "Brace yourself, my dear daughter." I turned to daddy when he coughed and took a deep breath before speaking, "You're getting married, Celes." The word daddy dropped was only four letters but it felt like a cold water was poured on me when I heard it. I can't move where I'm sitting. What he said still hasn't sunk into my brain. I? Getting married? Is this a joke? "I beg your pardon?" I blinked. I can't process what he'd just said in my mind. His words keep repeating and repeating like a broken pr
"Why? Did you ask?” Mommy asked me with a taunting voice with raised eyebrows. She's philosophizing but also laughed when I hugged her. "You'll find out later, Celes," she said. "I'll go down first, huh? I need to fix myself because I need to be beautiful later. You should take a bath again and wear something fancy, we're going somewhere, baby." She kissed me on the cheek and took the empty food tray before going downstairs. Our house has three floors and it is in a modern style. My room is on the third floor while mommy and daddy's room is on the second floor. The truth is that we were supposed to be two siblings but mom had a miscarriage due to stress. We have many enemies when it comes to business, they are always competing with us. Mom was five months pregnant, and the enemies took that opportunity to attack us. Some pulled their investment in our company. They ruined our family name. They played dirty. Our company almost collapsed and my parents were in trouble. I want to he
The days passed quickly. One morning, I just woke up and it was already my wedding day. I slowly walked to the altar while mommy and daddy were walking beside me. Our wedding was held at the church while the reception was held at a well-known resort owned by the Salvatore's. I walk carefully even though my knees are shaking while earnestly listening and memorizing the lyrics of our wedding song. "I'm so happy, Celes." It was the voice of my mommy who was walking beside me in tears. I just smiled at her. I'm happy too. I'm happy to see them happy. That's enough for me to continue this marriage and not run away. While listening to the music, it was as if someone urged me to look up and turn my gaze to the altar that was not that far away from me. I looked at him who was also looking at me and the moment our eyes met I couldn't help but be emotional. I will get married... I'm getting married... When I was young, I dreamed of marrying the man I love and who loves me.... I dreame
But regardless of that, I just nodded my head while I'm still dazed. I went to the kitchen first while he followed me. When I was about to get rice and dishes, he did it first. I swallowed when our eyes met. But he himself was the first to look away. He immediately put the food and rice on my plate. He served me... I blinked a few times, and I couldn't believe what just happened. When he was about to take a bite, I asked, "What did you eat?" He raised an eyebrow at me and then frowned. "What do you mean by that?" I swallowed twice before answering, "Ahm... Last week, you hardly paid attention to me. We didn't eat together and you didn't even call my attention and now, you made me eat with you, and you even put the food on my plate yourself. I..." I'm just like air around him, he feels my presence, yes, but he doesn't seem to see me.His eyes narrowed as if he was examining me. "Then? What's your point?" My throat went dry at his question. "W-What, I-I'm just. I uhhh," I stut
I feel hot. That's what I'm feeling right now. The feeling is nostalgic and I feel like crying because I don't really know the exact reason why. The way he moves his lips while caressing my body... The unfamiliar sensation- as if I was being electrocuted.... "Ahh," I couldn't help but moan when he bit my bottom lip. This is new to me, neither watch, wet nor hear- I have no idea. Someone says, I'll just learn from the experience. He bit my lips making my mouth parted in shock. He gets that chance to insert his tongue inside. Our tongue started battling and I can't help but to grip his arms tighter. My knees are starting to wobble like jelly. He groaned before trying to explore my mouth as our kiss became deeper and deeper. Lips to lips... Tongue to tongue, lips to lips, our salivas were mixing together. The way he kissed me was like a drug... It was addicting. I moaned as his kiss started to move down until it stopped at my neck. I hissed loud when he started to lick,
"Let's talk," he said as we stood by the pool. It was scorching hot inside since the air conditioning had broken down. The poolside was a much better place—cool and refreshing.I cradled my growing belly. My baby is almost two months old now, and I couldn’t wait to meet them. Every morning felt like my stomach was being churned, and I was so sensitive to smells that I’d feel nauseous out of nowhere.And… I hated vegetables! My favorite cravings were french fries, or sometimes bananas."What do you want to talk about?" I asked, dipping a french fry into ketchup before popping it into my mouth.Mmm, delicious!"About us," he said seriously."Oh?" I set down the bowl of fries and faced him."I want to say sorry," he began, and I avoided his gaze. It still hurts, though not as much as before. "For everything I’ve done, for all the wrong decisions I made. I’m sorry for hurting you. I can’t even forgive myself. Seeing you covered in blood... It drove me insane."And it’s all my fault—" I c
It took four days before I was discharged from the hospital. They said they needed to monitor the baby more closely, so from now on, I have to be extra careful.I looked at the scar on my wrist, which Lexus had taken care of for me.I was really stupid. Doc Sanchez said to "always think positive," especially when you're pregnant because everything is more sensitive.The baby’s attachment to me is still weak since it's just forming, so I really need to be careful.The doctors gave us so many instructions, and my husband? He didn’t even let me walk on my own—he carried me! He said he didn’t want me to get tired.He doesn’t stress me out anymore, either. He gives me everything I ask for. Well, that’s good. I feel like a princess now, with an instant assistant who’s also my husband.“Buy me bananas!” I shouted at Lexus, even though he was just in front of me. He was busy with his phone, tapping away, which was starting to annoy me because he was too focused on it.He finally looked up. “W
“She came back! With my baby!” Kuya Lace exclaimed joyfully.“How is she?” Lexus asked while the little girl, who looked about six years old, smiled up at me.“She’s fine and she’s mine,” Kuya Lace replied with a grin.“Mommy doesn’t suit you, Dy!” the child pouted.The two of them laughed. Once again, they were talking as if I wasn’t even there. I skipped breakfast and went straight to my room, locking the door behind me.I felt invisible earlier. When Lexus saw the two of them, it was like I didn’t exist. I stared at the ceiling, feeling completely alone.My mom and dad weren’t by my side.Ericka betrayed me.And Lexus? He was downstairs.My thoughts were swirling. My mind was in chaos. I felt like I was all alone in the world. Being sad was exhausting. Didn’t I deserve to be happy?Someone knocked on my door, but I didn’t open it. Even if they used the duplicate key, they wouldn’t be able to get in.I double-locked it. I just wanted to be alone right now.I wasn’t a suicidal person
"What are we going to talk about?" Ericka asked, raising an eyebrow. She looked nervous, like a guilty child caught red-handed. Well, she should be."Why don't we order first? What do you want?" I asked calmly, trying to ease the tension. She was fidgeting so much she resembled a worm sprinkled with salt.I ordered beef steak, Hawaiian pizza, and fruit cocktail, tapping the items on the iPad menu before handing it back to the waiter. Ericka ordered the same."I-I've got a shoot later. C-Can we hurry? I might get scolded," she said, clearly uneasy. And rightly so."It's Monday, isn't it? If I'm not mistaken, Mondays are your break days since your shoots run from Tuesday to Sunday," I stated matter-of-factly. She swallowed hard and avoided my gaze."You knew he was going to be my husband, didn't you?" I broke the silence.She nodded hesitantly."Why did you do it? We were supposed to be friends. Did you even think about how I would feel?" I asked bitterly. When she didn't respond, I con
Several days have passed since I was discharged from the hospital. Lexus has been quietly taking care of me. As usual, I still haven’t spoken to him. It’s just that my mind hasn’t figured out what to do yet—it’s not that simple.He hasn’t gone to work for days. He said he wanted to take care of me and make up for the past. Meanwhile, I’ve mostly confined myself to my room, hardly stepping outside.I’ve been feeling lazy, preferring to stay in bed all day rather than get up or even take a walk. I’ve lost interest in eating, bathing, talking, or even standing up.My phone rang, but I didn’t answer it because I was too lazy to. It kept ringing until I decided to pick it up because the sound was getting on my nerves.Lexus had changed my ringtone! Instead of LANY’s voice, it was his voice singing. How irritating.“What?!” I snapped at the caller without even checking who it was. I just wasn’t in the mood.“Don’t go anywhere, Celeste. Lock the door and wait for me,” said Kuya Lace on the o
Does he feel something for me? Or is it just an illusion because I’m dizzy?The brothers turned to where I was, but Kuya Lace spoke first, "What?"Lexus exhaled harshly. "She's not hard to love," he continued, but I could see the smile on his lips. However, it didn’t reach his eyes. "She knows what I did on the first night of our marriage..." he trailed off.Liar! You didn’t tell me who! But why did it have to be my one and only friend? Traitors!"The pretending stopped when something happened between us, especially when I saw her trembling with fear. So don't speak like you know. You don't understand how I felt when they forced me to marry a woman I didn’t love. I didn’t want to settle down, you know that, damn it. But when I saw the fear in her eyes, I regretted it. From that moment, I took care of her—not out of pretense but genuinely. Can you blame me? I know I made the wrong decision, but don’t we all make mistakes? I’m trying to make it up to her to correct my mistakes."The tea
It’s been weeks since he tied my hands to the bed. I thought he was going to do something, but he just left me there like a fool.He said it was my fault for calling him gay. Whatever. He acts like it sometimes—so dramatic! His attitude is even worse than mine during my time of the month."Where are we heading?" he asked while sitting beside me."Shut up, Salvatore," I snapped, keeping my focus on the road. Yes, I was driving my baby McLaren Senna, which I got last week. We were heading to the mall because I missed going out. I was also planning to dye my hair; I was tired of its plain black color."Ever since you got this car, you’ve been picking fights with me," he said, pretending to sound hurt, which made me grimace."Have you forgotten that you cheated on me?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.I always bring that up because he clams up whenever I do. It’s obvious he regrets what he did on the first night of our marriage. I just love teasing him."Fine, I’ll shut up now," he said, lick
I placed the letter on the edge of the table and opened the box. My eyes glistened with tears when I saw what was inside. They were all my stolen pictures from our trip to Ilocos. I looked so silly in some of them; it was embarrassing.There were also tons of chocolates inside—Ferrero Rocher, Toblerone, Snickers, Dairy Milk, and even KitKats, my favorites! After a moment, I picked up a smaller box at the side and opened it.Tears streamed down my face when I realized it was a ring.I wiped the tears from my cheeks. My heart was racing, and my hands were trembling as I slid the ring onto my finger.It fit perfectly. It was silver with a tiny crown-shaped diamond in the center.I bit my lip, overwhelmed with happiness and emotion. Is this how he makes up for things? I almost want us to fight more often, haha.I set the box aside and started eating. Once I was done, I stood up and went to the sink to wash my dishes. I was so full! But before that, I covered the food to prevent flies from
I didn’t want to go home yet. I didn’t want to leave Ilocos, but we really had to.First of all, we hadn’t told anyone that we were leaving. I know we’re old enough to make decisions for ourselves, but I couldn’t help but worry about Mom, Dad, Uncle Jack, and Auntie—they were probably already worried about us. We hadn’t even said goodbye.I sighed and glanced at Lexus who was singing along with the song playing on the car stereo. He had been at it for a while and showed no signs of stopping.He was really giving it his all, belting out with his beautiful voice. It was as if he refused to let Baekhyun outshine him. Oh my dear Baekhyun. I really want to attend one of their concerts but based on our situation right now, I can’t really risk my life. Maybe soon? If everything will come back to its places.The song’s title was Please Forgive Me, though I couldn’t quite remember who sang it. From the first line, his voice was full of emotion. He even pretended to hold a microphone while sin