KRISTEN The night of the pregnancy announcement went in a blur.The minute the statement rolled out of June's lips, my heart flipped. A vibrating cold rocketed through my body, almost making me crash to the floor.Fear followed shortly after.I wasn't scared of the pregnancy, 'cause I would gladly accept it. The fear came from my thoughts which centered solely on seeing June freak out or rejecting the baby. From the sadness seeping out of her soul and the tears on her face, it wasn't hard to gather such thoughts.I was speechless from shock. After wiping her face and comforting her, I had my dinner and went upstairs to sleep. What happened during the entire night was in no way related to sleep or rest. I tossed and turned throughout, my mind flying in all directions, conjuring images of the worst thing that could happen.June's mood already showed that she didn't want anything to do with the baby. Hell, she looked scared! I can swear I saw regrets in those beautiful orbs of hers. W

KRISTEN The location was just perfect...I stood on the balcony of the suite and stared at the sky. Perfect...After my bone-breaking orgasm—and clean up as well—I started making findings.I know a lot of hotels and restaurants, but I wouldn't go to anyone without having my name seductively leaking out of the lips of whores.Yes, I used to be a very bad boy... A popular one.The venue was just perfect.From the outside, it looked like a small restaurant. Actually, it is a restaurant, but the noise-proof suites romantically arranged in an attached building behind the restaurant made me think otherwise. It was just the perfect spot, cosy, and very confidential.I looked around the room I picked. As per my orders, flowers decorated the entire place; even the sheets had fresh rose petals resting on them.The balcony glass doors were wide open, letting in the night air. It wasn't enough to cause a cold but I was shivering, mainly from what was to come.The lights were slightly dim, with t

JUNE “Geez, why do I feel like something good happened?” Mark wrinkled his nose when I entered his car. “Because it did," I said as I tossed my bag to the back of the car and turned to face him, barely keeping the smile off my face. He's putting on orange cotton shorts, which he paired off with a black polo. He didn't rub any gel on his hair; rather, he left it natural. “So, what happened?” He placed his hands on the steering wheel. “And while you are at it, can you tell me why you sent me back last night with just a few words?” Though his face was neutral, I could tell he was not happy about the call I gave him last night. “Come on, I'm sorry,” I pouted and made baby faces. “I was just carried away. That was why. Don't be angry with me, okay?” I made to touch him but recalled the diamond weighing my finger down. I kept my left hand hidden, not ready for him to see it until I broke the news to him. I want him to be stunned enough to gape at me when he finally sees it. “And you

KRISTEN My morning was nothing short of boring. I started with a hot cup of coffee. People say that starting the day with a good coffee helps the day to go better. I can't help but agree. But when I realized that I had little to nothing to do, my spirits fell. Edith seemed to have attended to all my emails, and even sorted the files that needed signing, putting them to the side of my table where I could easily grab them and sign. God help me, I went through the files slowly and signed them one after the other intending to take more time than necessary. Just when I thought my day wasn't going to have any form of action, Edith walked in, flanked by someone on the side. "Hello Kristen, Miss Himaldila is here to see you." Dija stepped in smiling. "Thank you, Edith. Please close the door behind you." Edith shot me a questioning glare as she walked out. I could only shrug before the door closed behind her. "She is a great staff," Dija said, smiling at the closed door. "It's not

JUNE “Slut?” I took a step towards her, with my brows raised. Though my legs felt like jelly, and my heart was beating miles a minute, I wasn't about to let someone insult me. “Who gave you the audacity to call me that?!” I narrowed my eyes at the girl, who looked smug. “I did,” she stepped forward, closing the distance between us. “Who gave you the right to act self-righteous when you are nothing but a needy bitch!” A slap accompanied her words. Before I could stop myself, my right hand had already done the job. She gasped, cradling her left cheek, with her eyes narrowed darkly at me. “How dare you?!” She raised her hand to slap me, and I got ready for it, but it was all interrupted by a call from Mark. “What's going on there?!” He ran towards us and got to me in less than ten seconds. “Are you okay?” He asked before he turned to face the lady, whose expression had dramatically changed. It wasn't that difficult to know that she had a crush on Mark. Well, I don't blame her. No