All Chapters of ENTANGLED ECSTASY (ENGLISH): Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Lara released a deep sigh as she gazed at the tombstone of her departed mother, Edna. It had been over a year since her mother passed away due to a heart ailment, yet even now, she couldn’t fully come to terms with the fact that she was gone. Edna became pregnant at a very young age. According to her mother’s story when she was still alive, she used to work as a waitress in a bar. That’s where she met her father, one of her customers. Lara asked her mother about her father’s name, but her mother replied that with the many patrons she had back then, it was impossible to pinpoint which one of them was her father. Despite it all, she never harbored any resentment towards her mother. She couldn’t find it in her heart to feel that way because the truth was, she loved her mother dearly. Until now, her mother remained the driving force behind all her efforts. At the age of two, her mother was still working at that nightclub. She didn’t leave because she hoped her father would come back for

"Are you nervous, Venus?" the van driver, Delfin, asked Lara as they headed to the party. Delfin, an older man who seemed about the same age as her father, possessed a gentle demeanor that mirrored her Papa's. His kind tone resonated with genuine kindness. Lara nodded, stealing a quick glance at Delfin before turning her attention back to the passing scenery outside the window. "I-I don't know if I can go through with what they'll ask of me," her voice trembled as she spoke, though she held back her tears. Delfin's heavy sigh was audible. "That's for you to decide," he offered, giving her a meaningful look as their eyes met. "What do you mean?" Lara inquired. He simply shrugged. "Did you know that the police apprehended the three men who sold you here? Your father reported it right away," he shared, his gaze still fixed on her. She remained silent thereafter. The truth was she wasn't quite sure what Delfin was implying, but she had plans to escape after this ordeal anyway. Even

"You're always in such a hurry to go home; maybe once in a while in your very busy life, it wouldn't hurt to unwind," Cynthia commented after turning down Lara's offer to join her cousin's birthday celebration. Lara laughed softly and continued to fix her things. "Maybe it's really like this when you have a child. You're always excited to go home because you want to see your baby right away, who you know is eagerly waiting for you to arrive," she explained to Cynthia. "Oh, Lara Athena, you've been like that even before. It's a good thing I love my goddaughter; I have enough reason not to be angry with you anymore," Cynthia said, following her words with a weak laugh. Lara then approached Cynthia at her table and kissed her on the cheek. "Thanks, I have to go. I still need to buy something for my baby girl." "Okay, see you tomorrow," Cynthia said. Time flies so fast. It seemed like the biggest nightmare of her life had just happened. That was when she was forced and taken by three

LARA wasn't sure if it was because it was her first kiss, the taste of the wine in Joaquin's mouth, or the beer she drank, but she quickly felt very intoxicated because of the fury of that kiss. She couldn't say when or how, but she was surprised and seemed to come to her senses when she felt her back against the soft bed. Obviously, the man's kiss affected her so deeply. She didn't even know if he was married or had a girlfriend. But at that very moment, it seemed that everything was not important to her. Lara seemed to want to admit to herself that just like Joaquin had told her a while ago, he could get her in such a way that he didn't have to use force, because she herself would ask for more, for something she knew he could still give. "Joaquin," she whispered as her lips dropped to her neck. "Yes?" he questioned in response to her. "Maybe you're married already, don't do this to me just in case," she said. Lara heard the faint laugh that made its way down the man's throat.

"GOOD morning, Papa!" Joaquin cheerfully greeted his father that morning. "It's good to see you today. Come on and eat; we have a lot to talk about," he told him. It was a Saturday, and because there was no work in the office, Joaquin woke up later than his usual five o'clock in the morning. "Let me guess, it's about marriage, right?" he asked Joaquin Sr. with a wide smile. That was when his father stared straight into his eyes. "You're not getting any younger, son. Do you think I don't know what you do to women?" He shrugged then started eating breakfast. "Papa, I'm just being generous to them," he joked, winking at the old man. "Get married," Joaquin Sr. replied rather briefly to him. He stared at his father with amusement. "Papa, the way you speak makes it sound like what you're asking me to do is easy," he reasoned. His father nodded. "I know, that's why I want you to marry someone our family has known for a very long time. I know you'll refuse, so I chose the type that I k