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Angel"How are you feeling?" Salvatore asked as we entered our bedroom. I sat on the bed while he knelt in front of me, gently taking my bandaged arm and examining it closely."I'm fine now," I replied, and he looked at me directly."I already asked Naty to prepare the table," he said. My eyes then shifted to the paper bag filled with food that David had given me."Let her prepare that, too," I suggested. It would be a waste if we didn't eat it."Are you going to eat that?" he asked, and I nodded. "Why? Do you like the cop who gave it to you?" What? What is he saying?"Where did that come from?" I asked in confusion, my brow furrowing deeply."Isn't it usually like that? People eat or use something given to them by someone they like.""That's food, Salvatore. What's wrong with eating it rather than throwing it away?""You’re not eating anything from that cop, and that's final.""Fine, you eat it then. Just don’t throw it away. It's a waste. You have no idea how many people are starving
David"Damn it! How the hell did he get bail? What the hell?" I angrily asked my partner after he told me that the man who had taken Angel hostage—the same guy I suspected of being a gun for hire for crime syndicates and politicians—was out on the streets again."I couldn't do anything about it. His lawyer came last night and bailed him out.""Unbelievable! What if that bastard Manzano tries something again?" I had just arrived at the station, ready to interrogate that animal, and now I was greeted with this.I've been targeting that lunatic for a long time, but he always manages to slip through. I thought I was finally going to solve the case I've been working on—the murder of the mayor here in Angeles, who was supposed to run for vice governor and had a huge chance of winning. Manzano was my top suspect. I was about to squeeze the truth out of him, but now they let him post bail!"Where are you going, Calderon?" Parangan asked. I didn't bother answering or glancing at him, but he fol
Angel I quickly approached one of our customers, who wasn't too far from David, whom I noticed had already left. "Let me get that for you," I said as I picked up the fork that had fallen on the floor. When I looked up, Salvatore's angry face glared at me. "I'll just get you a new fork," I said, and without waiting for him to respond, I walked away. I wasn't sure what to do when I had to return to him. I hesitated but felt he would be angrier if I didn’t. So, despite my reluctance, I went back. "Here you go, Sir." "You seemed so happy talking to that customer earlier, but you can't even smile at me," he said softly, but his words reached my ears. "It’s not like that, Sir." I forced a smile, not wanting to give him another reason to say I wasn’t smiling at him. "Do you need anything else, Sir?" I asked, and when he shook his head, I left him again because another customer had just arrived. Because of Salvatore's presence, I felt more energized and motivated to work. He wasn’t with a
AngelThe car that pulled up beside me belonged to Salvatore. Since that night, he had always picked me up this way. He would wait until I was a little away from the restaurant before showing up, as if making sure no one would see us together.I didn’t mind, though. After Cecil caught us in the restaurant restroom, she never stopped teasing me, asking endless questions whenever she saw a chance.Despite everything, even after almost being erased from this world, I still found some joy. Salvatore’s behavior toward me had changed. He had become sweet and calm, except in bed. Whenever he claimed me, which happened every night, he acted like he was starved for me. Sometimes, it even happened in the morning if he left the house later than usual, though I never knew where he went.I continued working at the restaurant while studying in the morning. It wasn’t difficult since my classes were online, and I could easily handle the lessons. Salvatore had even mentioned that once I reached a certa
SalvatoreI’ve been wanting to return to Pampanga, but I can’t rush through all my responsibilities here. I only told Angel I’d be gone for a week, yet it’s been eight days, and I still can’t guarantee when I’ll return. I don’t want to leave anything important unfinished here.“I’m sorry, Sir,” my business manager said, still catching his breath. I could sense his fear, though he tried hard to conceal it. This was our first meeting in person since I hired him online. I had one of my trusted lawyers nearby to oversee his work and be available if he needed anything.“I’ve sorted everything out, Sir. All that’s left is your signature,” he said, placing a folder containing the contracts on the table. I grabbed it, skimmed through it, and handed it over to Larry, my lawyer and friend.“It’s all good,” he confirmed. I exhaled in relief, knowing everything was finally in place for the new business I envisioned. As usual, I kept my involvement hidden. I wanted to ensure a solid future plan, es
SalvatoreI went to the dining table for breakfast and waited for the woman to follow me. But after several minutes, she still hadn’t come. I noticed Naty passing by and said, “Please call Angel. Tell her we’re about to eat.”“Sir, I’ve already invited her earlier. She said she only wanted coffee, and it’s been served to her at the poolside," she replied. I wanted her to do as I said, but she didn't.The corners of my mouth twitched, and my brows furrowed in frustration. “Ahm, I’ll just continue with what I’m doing then,” Naty excused herself and left, clearly sensing my growing impatience.I leaned back in my chair and closed my eyes as my fingers drummed rhythmically on the table. This was how I tried to calm myself. I needed to do this before facing Angel; otherwise, I might act impulsively.These past weeks, after I had dinner at the restaurant where she worked with that police officer, waiting for her to finish, we had been good. I could see that she was genuinely happy when we we
AngelHe stayed silent as I pounded my fists against his chest, even though he didn’t seem to mind. Maybe because I wasn’t really trying to hurt him. In the end, I gave up and stopped, sitting astride him with my tears flowing like a child’s. Eventually, my sobs turned into soft sniffles.I felt his arms wrap around me, so I buried my face in his neck and shoulder curve. He held me close, gently rubbing my back while kissing my temple softly. It calmed me down, and soon, my sobs faded away completely."Are you feeling better now, baby?" he asked, but I didn’t respond. He remained quiet, waiting for a moment longer."Victoria was the first woman in my life, and I was the same for her. We were young when we met, so no matter what I do now, I can’t change that. Does it bother you so much?" he asked again. I shook my head. "Then what’s wrong? Why are you upset with me?"I stayed silent because I couldn’t bring myself to say it. How could I? Should I tell him I was mad because he finished i
Mature ContentAngelMy hands glided over his chest, tracing every inch until they reached the hem of his shirt. Slowly, I lifted it up. His hands, which had been gently stroking my thighs, moved upward, making it easier for me to remove his shirt entirely. His body was stunning, even though I typically didn’t like men with tattoos—I found them dirty, almost distasteful. But Salvatore was different. His entire body was inked, yet I couldn’t resist him. Maybe I was losing my mind over this man.I let my finger roam over his chest, playing lightly as I did. Salvatore simply watched me, his eyes locked with mine. The desire in his gaze mirrored the longing I felt deep inside. This man is way older than me, and I never thought I would like someone like him. But here I am, tracing every inch of him.Leaning forward, I pressed my lips to his neck, kissing and licking the skin there, making sure to leave a mark. Let him figure out how to hide it if he’s embarrassed to be seen with one. I am l
Angelo“You’re turning nineteen soon, man. What do you want for your birthday?” Sid asked. We were here at his private resort in Laguna after I left my brother Mau’s condo to give him and Nadia some time alone.“Wait, don’t tell me you want your sister’s friend? I can’t give her to you, man!” he blurted out, laughing. He knew how head over heels I was for that girl, who, unfortunately, preferred older guys over someone as young as me. Then again, I couldn’t blame her. If I were in her shoes, I’d also choose someone eight years older than me and that's her.“Idiot! I know she’s way out of my league.”“So, what is it then?” he pressed.“Nothing in particular. I’m happy that my sister and I are together again, and she’s happy with her husband, Salvatore. I guess my only wish is to finally graduate so I won’t have to rely on them anymore.”“As if that’s true! Look, I know how hard you work at your part-time job. I admire you for that. Even though people are willing to support you all the
Salvatore“Papa, will Grandpa like us?”“Of course, Savinna,” I replied. Our family was in the car on our way to the prison to visit Dad. Even though I didn’t want the twins to be exposed to violence, I still owed my father, he was the reason I was with my wife and kids.I didn’t want to deprive the old man of the chance to love his grandchildren, especially if this was the only thing I could do to make him happy while he was inside.I looked at Angel, who was smiling at me. I had asked her if it was okay to introduce the twins to my father, and she immediately agreed.I had already told her what had happened, except for the part where Dad took the blame for my mistakes. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to tell her, but I had promised my father that only the two of us would know. He told me to wait for the right time before telling my wife. For now, he wanted me to just let things be.“What are you doing here, you idiot?” Dad asked, eyes wide in surprise when he saw us. I glanced at the t
SalvatoreAngel and I finally got married, and I became the happiest man in the world.I could see the joy on the face of the woman I love the most and on the faces of the twins.David arrived with his brother Dom, his sister-in-law Erika, and the other people who had helped Angel when we were apart.My heart was overflowing with happiness. But right now, I was nervous because Sandicho, Angel, and Angelo were about to have a conversation."You can do this," I told my brother.I had advised him to talk to the siblings before the wedding if he wanted to, but he refused. He was afraid he might get too emotional or that Angel would get mad, which could ruin the occasion.Of course, I wouldn't let that happen. But since he seemed really anxious, I didn't force him."Go inside," I said.We were standing in front of my small office at home, where the siblings were already waiting. I was sure Angel would forgive him. After all, she still loved me even when she thought I was the one responsibl
Angel"Mommy! Mommy!" the twins shouted as I stepped out to the pool area. We had finally moved in, and just as I expected, they were the happiest about our new home."We really love our new home!!" they said in unison, making me smile. Since Salvatore had gone out, it was just the three of us at home. Some of his trusted men from his mansion in Pampanga were with us, and most importantly, Naty, who was overjoyed to see me.I felt at ease knowing that Salvatore trusted the people around us. Besides, I had been with them before and knew they were reliable. They had their own quarters located at the back of the house."Don’t stay in the water too long, okay?" I reminded them. But I knew that they would still do as they pleased no matter what I said.I placed Naty's prepared snacks on the table and sat down, facing them. It was better to keep an eye on them in case something happened."If you get hungry, get out of the pool and eat, okay? Don't just keep swimming!" I called out."Yes, Mom
AngelSalvatore assured me that everything was fine now, so I believed him. The most important thing for me was my children’s safety. I didn’t want to live in fear, worrying that someone might suddenly take the twins away from me."Baby..." Salvatore called out. It was our second day staying at his condo, but we hadn’t talked since arriving. I was afraid that if I asked again, he wouldn’t tell me what really happened and get mad at me."Are you still mad at me?" he asked. I took a deep breath, smiled, and answered."I'm not mad at you," I said. He sat beside me and asked again."Then why aren’t you talking to me?""Because you might find me annoying and get upset," I admitted, making him lower his head."Just like you, I could never be mad at you. I'm sorry if I made you feel that way by refusing to answer your questions. I just feel guilty—""You don’t have to feel guilty. What happened wasn’t your fault.""But I know it happened because of me—""It happened because of his anger. Wha
SalvatoreI brought Angel to my condo. She looked okay now, though there were still traces of bruises from the slaps and punches she got from that demon, Narciso.She had so many questions about him, but I chose not to answer them yet. I felt like everything that happened to her was my fault.When she woke up in the hospital, I felt an overwhelming sense of relief. I really thought I was going to lose her forever. I knew I wouldn’t be able to handle that.“Can I stay in the bedroom?” Angel asked as I was about to let her sit on the sofa.“Okay,” I replied and led her to my room. “If you need anything, just tell me.”She just nodded and lay down. I noticed she was avoiding me. Was it because I wasn’t answering her questions?I stepped out of the room but left the door slightly open so I could hear if she had nightmares again.Yes. She had nightmares. Like she was reliving what happened to her over and over. But every time I woke her up, she wouldn’t say anything. She claimed she wasn’t
AngelMy eyes felt heavy, but I forced them open. Slowly, because I could feel the pain, it was as if they would tear apart if I pushed too hard.What happened? I thought that was the end for me. But the pain all over my face and body, as well as in my stomach, told me I was very much alive.The bright light stung my eyes when I finally managed to open them fully.“Baby…”“Sal—” I stopped immediately because even my lips hurt when I tried to say his name.“I’m here, baby. Don’t try to speak if it hurts.”I slowly turned my head toward him and saw his tearful eyes watching over me. They were red as if he had been crying.I noticed his hand lifting as if he wanted to touch my face, but he hesitated. Why? Did he know how much pain I was in?“T- Tw- ins…” I winced and shut my eyes because of the pain.“Shh… Please don’t talk yet, okay? The twins are fine,” he said, but then I remembered what that devil of a man said, and fear gripped me instantly.I shook my head as tears streamed down my
Angel“Who are you? Why are you doing this to me? What did Salvatore ever do to you to deserve this?” I asked. He still wouldn’t introduce himself or tell me his reasons so I could understand him.He stood up from the other side of the bed and walked toward me. He grabbed my chin and tilted my face up to him. Even though I was nervous and scared, I didn’t let it show. I also didn’t struggle. I wanted to appear strong so he wouldn’t get angrier.“What do you think Salvatore will feel when he finds out I’ve already claimed you?” he asked, his sinister laughter making my eyes widen.“I want him to feel what I felt when he fucked Victoria, even though he knew she was already my wife! I want him to know how it feels to watch the woman he loves give herself to another man while he’s left seething in anger, taking it out on someone who only ever loved him!”He’s… Victoria’s husband? Since I left the Philippines, I have never bothered to know what has happened to them. I didn’t even ask about
Salvatore“Someone told me that someone was investigating Angel and that her uncle and aunt were found dead,” Sandicho said.“Are you sure about this?” I asked. Mauro just stayed quiet, listening to us.“I’m the one in Pampanga, so I know what I’m talking about.” I looked closely at my brother, whose face was also full of worry. “That’s why you have to make sure your wife is safe.”When Angel arrived at my office earlier, we were already discussing the news my brother brought. That’s why we’re here at my condo now to talk about it. I didn’t want Angel to see Sandicho just yet; she might wonder why he suddenly showed up. More importantly, I didn’t want to scare her.Sandicho is currently staying at my mansion in Angeles. Ever since we fixed our family’s issues, I let him come and go freely.We’ve always been close because we both thought our dad only cared about his organization. But we were both wrong.When Angel left, I focused on handling her parents’ case. I let everyone believe I w