“IRIS,” Kestrel groaned.
The woman glanced up at him, her lips curling into a grin. “Yes, honey?” she replied in a sweet and seductive tone. She swept up her tongue up the length of her cock, rubbing her lips over the head. “You know I have to leave early,” he choked out. “Is that so?” He hissed a breath when she flicked her tongue against the underside of his cock. She then wrapped her lips around the head and sucked. Kestrel mumbled a curse. With a groan, he pushed his entire length deeper into the woman’s mouth. Breathing through her nose, she relaxed her throat as she took him deeper. He cradled the back of her head, driving in and out of her mouth with steady strokes. Iris’ fingers cupped his sac, eliciting a hoarse cry from him. His hips retreated and his cock slid out of her mouth. “Guess we have to hurry, honey.” She brought back his length back to her mouth, her fingers wrapping around him. His groans grew more desperate. She quickened her pace, swirling her tongue over his head at each upstroke. “Oh, fuck,” he choked out. Iris pumped his shaft as she sucked him into oblivion. Then he moaned. His dick throbbed and spasmed in her mouth. Hot pulses of liquid shot to the back of her throat and she swallowed each drop, loving the taste of him and the way he rocked his hips with complete abandon. Iris lifted her head and licked her lips. With a saccharine smile on her lips, she spoke, “You taste good.” He didn’t reply. He was breathing heavily. Kestrel watched as Iris stood up and went straight to the shower room. Just then, his mobile phone rang. He reached for his phone on top of the nightstand, and let out a groan upon seeing his mom’s number flashed on the screen. It took him a few seconds before he decided to answer her call. “Hello,” he answered. His voice was groggy. “Oh, did I wake you up?” He leaned back in the cushioned seat, and shut his eyes. “No, I was already awake.” Iris sure did a good job waking him up. “Anyway, why did you call, mom?” “Oh, son. I hope you don’t have anything to do this coming Friday evening?” He furrowed his brow. He had a hunch that his mom was up to something again. “Well, nothing.” Aside from burying himself with tons of work, he had nothing to do. “Great, then! Remember my friend, Audrey? I’d like you to meet up with her daughter. I already made a reservation—” “Wait, what? Are you trying to set me up with someone again?” “And why not? You’re old enough to get married.” Kestrel clicked his tongue in annoyance. “Because I still don’t want to,” he snapped. He could no longer count how many times he had this kind of conversation with his mom. “Is it hard to understand that?” “Your dad and I are just worried about you, Kes. Since Thalia you never had… you’ve never been in a relationship.” He rubbed his temples vigorously to pacify himself. “I’m fine, okay? There’s nothing for you and dad to worry about.” He glanced up when he heard the door click. Iris just came out of the bathroom. Her hair was still dripping wet; a towel wrapped around her body. He tore his gaze away from her. “Cancel the reservation, mom. I won’t come.” “But, Kes—” “I need to go now,” he told her, and hung up. With a groan of exasperation, he threw his phone on the bed. Iris chuckled. “Another blind date again?” she asked. Her eyes twinkled with mirth and she picked up her clothes that were lying on the floor. “Why don’t you just tell them about us? That way they’ll stop nagging you.” A small frown creased his forehead. “I don’t believe we’re in that kind of relationship that I have to tell them about us.” “Oh dear.” She chuckled as she took a step towards him. “And now you’re being cold. To think that last night you were such a beast in bed—”she paused; she reached out and traced his jaw with her index finger—“But that’s what I like about you. I guess that’s what makes you attractive.” He stood up. “I think I’ve already made it clear to you, Iris—no strings attached. Or don’t tell me you’ve already fallen in love with me?” He wasn’t unable to control the cocky smile that tugged on his lips. “Well, who wouldn’t anyway?” She had already finished getting dressed. “But I get it. You don’t want to be in a relationship. You don’t want any complications. And I understand that. It is just—” Iris shrugged her shoulders then a playful grin stretched across her face. “Such a shame though. I’d love to show you off to my friends. But yeah, I know I shouldn’t be greedy. And I’m fine with how things are right now. I guess you’re not ready yet.” Kestrel opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out. With a heavy sigh, he turned his back and stepped inside the bathroom. He turned on the shower and let the warm water cascade down his body. He rubbed his face with the heel of his palm and closed his eyes. He felt heaviness sink to the pit of his stomach. Being in a relationship was the last thing in his mind. It’s not because he didn’t want any complications. It was just a reason he made up. He made a choice not to open up his heart to someone. He just… didn’t want to forget.WE’RE not perfect. We were all flawed. At some point in our life, we had probably made a decision that we ended up regretting in our whole life. And for Zara, if there was one thing that she regretted in her life, then that’s how she just simply let a man ruin her life. She sucked in a breath of air and let it out slowly. Her thin lips curled into a smile. She just stepped out of the jail where she had spent her four years. She loathed every hour and minute she had spent inside the prison. But now she was finally free. Waiting outside the building was her Aunt Livvie along with her 9-year old daughter, Zoe. Her aunt’s face brightened as soon as she saw her. “Oh, dear,” Aunt Livvie beamed, pulling her into a tight hug. “I’m so glad to see that you’re finally free.” She pulled away and took a quick glance on Zoe who was just staring blankly at her. “Indeed, I am,” she replied, turning her gaze back at her aunt. Aunt Livvie held her arm, a warm smile on her face. “Let
THE MAN eyed Zara up and down. “So you’re the one Elise recommended?” he spoke, breaking her from her trance. She swallowed as if her mouth had run dry. “I’m Zara. Zara Ruiz,” she introduced herself. “Come in.” She followed him inside his unit obligingly. Her gaze wandered around the house, gaping in awe. No matter how many jobs she took or how long she would work, it’d still be impossible for her to have this kind of house. “I’m Kestrel by the way.” She stared at him, wondering. “Do you entertain your guests wearing only nothing but that?” He looked at her. His forehead knotted in a frown. “No, I don’t,” he answered. “I just came out of the shower when you arrived.” She shrugged her shoulders. Not sure if she’d believe him or not. He pointed to the sofa. “Take a seat. I’ll get dressed first.” Zara watched him quietly as he went into his room. Good, she thought. It was making her uncomfortable seeing him wearing nothing but a towel wrapped around hi
“MATT? Oh, you mean Matthew Serrano?” “Yes,” Zara answered. She had no work today so she grabbed this chance to look for Matt. Her aunt had already told her not to look for that guy but there was no way she could stay still. She had to know his whereabouts. So here she was—talking with the landlord of the house where Matt stayed before. “He’s not here anymore. He already left. I think it was around—”the old lady paused. She bent her head, pondering—“I think it was four years ago. I remember he was actually in a hurry when he left.” “D-do you have any idea where he is right now?” The old lady eyed her suspiciously. “Why are you looking for him?” Her jaw clenched at the question. “I… I’m a relative of his. I haven’t gotten in touch with him. So I… I’m kind of worried.” She winced at her words. “I was told that he’s living here.” “Matt is not staying here anymore. And I don’t know where he is right now. He never told me where he was going. He just… left.”
ZARA was about to enter the passcode when the door sprung open, causing her head to bump against it. She swore loudly, rubbing her forehead with a small wince. She glanced up, feeling annoyed. She was expecting to see Kestrel but was surprised to see a woman instead. “Oh, sorry,” the woman said, smiling with saccharine sweetness. “I didn’t know there was someone on the other side when I opened the door.” Confusion crossed her features. “I…” For a moment, she wondered if she got the wrong unit. Then she heard a familiar voice. “Why are you just standing there? Are you still not going to leave?” It was Kestrel. “Well, there’s no need to rush, honey,” the woman replied, her intense gaze fixed on her. She then eyed her up and down. Her lips twisted into a wry smile. “You must be the new maid?” Her tone was belittling. Zara raised an eyebrow instead and said nothing. The woman shook her head with a soft chuckle. “I’ll take my leave now.” She flipped her long bla
“IRIS,” Kestrel groaned. The woman glanced up at him, her lips curling into a grin. “Yes, honey?” she replied in a sweet and seductive tone. She swept up her tongue up the length of her cock, rubbing her lips over the head. “You know I have to leave early,” he choked out. “Is that so?” He hissed a breath when she flicked her tongue against the underside of his cock. She then wrapped her lips around the head and sucked. Kestrel mumbled a curse. With a groan, he pushed his entire length deeper into the woman’s mouth. Breathing through her nose, she relaxed her throat as she took him deeper. He cradled the back of her head, driving in and out of her mouth with steady strokes. Iris’ fingers cupped his sac, eliciting a hoarse cry from him. His hips retreated and his cock slid out of her mouth. “Guess we have to hurry, honey.” She brought back his length back to her mouth, her fingers wrapping around him. His groans grew more desperate. She quickened her pace, sw
ZARA was about to enter the passcode when the door sprung open, causing her head to bump against it. She swore loudly, rubbing her forehead with a small wince. She glanced up, feeling annoyed. She was expecting to see Kestrel but was surprised to see a woman instead. “Oh, sorry,” the woman said, smiling with saccharine sweetness. “I didn’t know there was someone on the other side when I opened the door.” Confusion crossed her features. “I…” For a moment, she wondered if she got the wrong unit. Then she heard a familiar voice. “Why are you just standing there? Are you still not going to leave?” It was Kestrel. “Well, there’s no need to rush, honey,” the woman replied, her intense gaze fixed on her. She then eyed her up and down. Her lips twisted into a wry smile. “You must be the new maid?” Her tone was belittling. Zara raised an eyebrow instead and said nothing. The woman shook her head with a soft chuckle. “I’ll take my leave now.” She flipped her long bla
“MATT? Oh, you mean Matthew Serrano?” “Yes,” Zara answered. She had no work today so she grabbed this chance to look for Matt. Her aunt had already told her not to look for that guy but there was no way she could stay still. She had to know his whereabouts. So here she was—talking with the landlord of the house where Matt stayed before. “He’s not here anymore. He already left. I think it was around—”the old lady paused. She bent her head, pondering—“I think it was four years ago. I remember he was actually in a hurry when he left.” “D-do you have any idea where he is right now?” The old lady eyed her suspiciously. “Why are you looking for him?” Her jaw clenched at the question. “I… I’m a relative of his. I haven’t gotten in touch with him. So I… I’m kind of worried.” She winced at her words. “I was told that he’s living here.” “Matt is not staying here anymore. And I don’t know where he is right now. He never told me where he was going. He just… left.”
THE MAN eyed Zara up and down. “So you’re the one Elise recommended?” he spoke, breaking her from her trance. She swallowed as if her mouth had run dry. “I’m Zara. Zara Ruiz,” she introduced herself. “Come in.” She followed him inside his unit obligingly. Her gaze wandered around the house, gaping in awe. No matter how many jobs she took or how long she would work, it’d still be impossible for her to have this kind of house. “I’m Kestrel by the way.” She stared at him, wondering. “Do you entertain your guests wearing only nothing but that?” He looked at her. His forehead knotted in a frown. “No, I don’t,” he answered. “I just came out of the shower when you arrived.” She shrugged her shoulders. Not sure if she’d believe him or not. He pointed to the sofa. “Take a seat. I’ll get dressed first.” Zara watched him quietly as he went into his room. Good, she thought. It was making her uncomfortable seeing him wearing nothing but a towel wrapped around hi
WE’RE not perfect. We were all flawed. At some point in our life, we had probably made a decision that we ended up regretting in our whole life. And for Zara, if there was one thing that she regretted in her life, then that’s how she just simply let a man ruin her life. She sucked in a breath of air and let it out slowly. Her thin lips curled into a smile. She just stepped out of the jail where she had spent her four years. She loathed every hour and minute she had spent inside the prison. But now she was finally free. Waiting outside the building was her Aunt Livvie along with her 9-year old daughter, Zoe. Her aunt’s face brightened as soon as she saw her. “Oh, dear,” Aunt Livvie beamed, pulling her into a tight hug. “I’m so glad to see that you’re finally free.” She pulled away and took a quick glance on Zoe who was just staring blankly at her. “Indeed, I am,” she replied, turning her gaze back at her aunt. Aunt Livvie held her arm, a warm smile on her face. “Let